by Gold, Bella
His back was to her, but there wasn’t much she couldn’t see from her angle. The butt that she had watched go down the court on occasion was bare, with water dripping down it and she had to admit that it was quite a sight. She must have made a sound unconsciously because before she could prepare herself, he had turned around and was looking at her with a cross look on his face.
“What the hell are you doing in here?”
Chapter 2
As he turned around to face her, anything that had been left to the imagination was now out. Her eyes moved to the thickness in between his legs, seemingly still in motion. Tinaya realised she was staring and looked away, glad her dark complexion wouldn’t give away how hot her face was feeling.
“Sorry, I um, was wondering if you would like to do an interview.”
Dustin smiled when he noticed the look in her eyes and the attention she was giving to him. He moved closer and she backed up like a scared bird. “You came to the shower room to ask for an interview?”
“Well I thought you were all gone, but one guy told me you were back here and I didn’t want to miss you. I have been trying to get ahold of you through your manager, but he never returns my calls.”
“I am sure Scott gets lots of calls every day from pretty girls like you.”
“I’m Tinaya work for ESPN Sir, I am not a pretty girl.”
“You are, no matter who it is you work for. I bet they put you up there for that pretty face, though I haven’t seen you before.”
“I just started a few months ago and this will be my first season.”
“So you thought you would come get the interview? Ballsy, but you should know that I don’t give interviews.”
He was getting closer, the water making her shirt wet as the water reflected off of him. She could barely breathe, let alone think and his advancing was doing her no good. He had a look of need in his eyes that made her swallow hard. She felt the wooden bench behind her, hitting the back of her legs.
“You should give an interview Dustin. Give your side of events and not let everyone just make up what they want about you.”
“I don’t care what they say.”
“You should.”
He stopped coming towards her and smiled. “Why should I care?”
“Because you are one of the greatest playing right now, but that could change. You have a contract coming up and getting a bit more good press couldn’t hurt the deal.”
Dustin didn’t want to do an interview and genuinely didn’t care what the press or fans even thought. But he did care about money and the young woman was right. Maybe a few good pieces would help, but his mind was on more than good press as her eyes kept falling to his manhood that was getting harder with the attention.
“Fine, if you want your interview, go ahead.”
“Do you want me to wait out front for you?”
“No, I have somewhere to be. Here is fine.”
She blanched and shook her head. “No, I uh, shouldn’t have come in here.” Her cheeks were burning and she knew that she was looking too much. It was hard not to, though.
“You shouldn’t have, but here you are and I got to rinse off, so you have a few minutes to ask your questions. I get to ask you my own questions, though, one for one.”
She agreed, not really caring what his questions were. She had nothing to hide. “Deal.”
He turned his back to her and she was able to concentrate again. “Okay Dustin, what is your response to the claims of Madelie Albright being pregnant with your child?”
Dustin turned around a little and shook his head. “Straight for the jugular huh?”
“The only way to dispel rumors is the truth.”
“Well, she can’t be pregnant with my child.”
“And why is that?”
“That is another question and I haven’t had mine.”
“It’s part of the first.”
Dustin turned off the water and turned around to find her seated on the bench with a notepad out. “Well, I never had sex with her. She went down on me a couple of times after a game, but there is no way that baby is mine. She was with a lot of other players on the team, though.”
“So why did she finger you then?”
He shook his head and put a towel around him. “My turn. Why are you here?”
“To interview you.”
“No, why are you really here? A Beautiful woman like you could have been a beauty queen, why sports? Who are you sleeping with for your position?”
She was offended and starting to understand why it was that the media had given up on interviewing him. He was rude and still looked at her as if he might eat her for a snack.
“My father played ball, so do both of my brothers. I knew how to play basketball when I was old enough to walk. Played in college and then tore my knee. Can’t play anymore, so now I get to talk to loud-mouth players like you, instead of playing myself and appreciating the opportunity.”
He was silent and the smile was slipping.
“My turn, yes?
Dustin nodded.
“Good, so what about Emily Axton? Do you deny your relationship with her as well?”
“No, I don’t. I cared for Emily.”
“What about her husband?”
Dustin could have called it another question, but he answered with a shrug. He had a problem, he knew he did. “I couldn’t help myself. I am seeing someone about it, but it is hard. Like right now, all I can think about is what you taste like right now. Maybe how your lips would feel wrapped around me.”
Her eyes went to his towel and the tent that was making it easy to see what he was talking about. Tinaya had to pull her gaze away. “So you say that you are seeing someone about it?”
He nodded, but his focus was on her pouty red lips instead. “Yes.”
“What is it you are seeing someone about?”
The question pulled him from his thoughts. “It is my turn.”
“Okay. What is your question?” She was thinking it would be in the lines of the first and steeled herself for it.
“What are you thinking about right now?”
Her eyes flicked to his front and he grinned. “I am thinking about this interview.”
He tutted her. “If you want me to answer truthfully, you will have, to be honest with me Tinaya.”
“I um, I don’t know. Lots of things.”
“Are you thinking about me? What it would be like to be with me?”
His ego was uncontrollable, but it didn’t make his words any less true. Not able to say the words, Tinaya just nodded her head slightly, unable to meet his gaze.
“Good, because that is all I can think about.”
She waited for him to say more, but when he didn’t, she took it as a time for her to ask a question. “So back to the last question. When you say seeing someone, you mean a doctor?”
He nodded his head, but his eyes were too involved in taking in her curves and the view of the large swell of her breasts that he could see from his vantage point above her.
“What are you seeing him for?”
“I have a problem.”
“With what?”
“I can’t stop thinking about sex. It consumes my every thought.”
“Oh.” Tinaya felt the heat rising in the room and she knew that he was thinking about it right then with her. The idea made her feel a little bothered and she fanned herself with notebook.
“My turn.”
Her head moved up and down, but she wasn’t thinking straight. Why had he told her that? Was it just to mess with her mind? She was suddenly nervous of his next question and the honesty that he was expecting.
“Can I have a kiss?”
Tinaya jerked her head up and met his gaze. His dark blue eyes were burning into hers and she knew that he wanted more than just a kiss. She shouldn’t have even been thinking about it, but it was hard not to. He was doing something to her. The close proximity was making her mind a little more addled than usual
. She wasn’t actually thinking about it, was she?
When he moved closer and leaned in, Tinaya surprised herself when she lifted her face up to meet his lips. It was gentle at first, his lips soft, but he was quickly deepening the kiss and pulling her up against his still-wet, hard chest.
Chapter 3
Tinaya was losing herself in the moment. Her notepad dropped to the floor as her arms wrapped around his neck. He felt so good against her and with his kiss, she was tingling all over. She had never been kissed so passionately in her life and it felt as if he was literally sucking the air out of her lungs.
She was quickly losing the battle with her own body. There was a hardness pressing against her skirt and having seen it, all she could think about was having it inside of her. Tinaya had her own weaknesses and hard bodies and hard cocks were two of them. She tried to stay away from jocks, but once his hands were on her, it was impossible to stop it.
Dustin’s hands were working their way down her back, cupping her backside and pulling her in hard against his front. The towel had slipped off, while his fingers pulled her skirt up from the bottom hem. Her dark legs quivered with the touch and she needed more.
Grabbing the long length that stood between them, Dustin groaned with the touch. His own hands were pulling her panties to the side, no patience to pull them down like he was supposed to. Dustin’s desires were taking over and he turned her around, bending her over until she braced herself against the white tiled wall in front of her.
Tinaya should have told him to stop, to wait a minute so she could think, but in the end, it was exactly what she wanted. She felt a light slap on her ass that made her yelp before he smacked her again with his hard rod. It was hot and silky against her backside and he moved between her legs, rubbing himself on her wetness. There was no denying that she was ready for him, but he smacked upwards several times to make her jump.
Bending over to whisper in her ear, his thickness slid against her wet lips, making her moan. “I have one more question Tanya.”
All that she could muster was a whine as his hips rocked his meat against her over and over again. He kept doing it till she answered him and she was close to tears with need. “Anything.”
“Do you want me to be gentle?”
She shook her head no and lifted her ass up, trying to push him inside of her as he made another pass. Dustin growled in her ear, biting the sensitive lobe before thrusting inside of her in one hard push. Tinaya cried out, the sound echoing through the shower room, bouncing off of the walls. It sounded desperate even to her own ears.
Every inch of him was inside of her and he felt bigger than he looked. He was thicker than she was used to, stretching her beyond her limits, but at the same time making her want even more. She moved back to start him moving inside of her. She wanted more than him just still inside of her. Tinaya wanted everything that he had to offer. “Please, Dustin.”
He pulled out slowly and slammed back in, making her knees buckle. With each push in, her legs got weaker and finally he told her to kneel on the bench. Tinaya did as she was told, wanting nothing more as badly as she wanted him then. She wanted all of his aggression that was inside of him to take her to new heights she knew he was capable of. His hands bent her forward more and grabbed each side of her hips with his hands. When he drilled back in, he didn’t pause like he had before. Instead he ripped out quickly and dived back in over and over again until she was flooding his member with pleasure.
Dustin tried to ignore the squeezing of him inside of her. Each wave of bliss brought her insides down upon him, so tight that he was losing his own battle with sanity. She was soaked and even though he was able to slide in and out of her clamped insides, he wasn’t satisfied yet.
Yanking out of her, she leaned forward against the wall, panting. Tinaya didn’t even know if he had been pleasured fully and she didn’t really care. Looking back, thinking he was finished, she squealed when his hungry mouth came down on her, his hands pushing her back down. Seeing him on his knees behind her was almost as good as the feeling of his tongue.
Tinaya could not think of anything else but curse words to say. Her flesh was becoming so sensitive and when she begged him to stop he only chuckled and stuck his tongue deeper. Only when she had come on his tongue again did he pulled back and wipe his face.
She was shaking in front of him and as he lifted back up, Dustin watched himself bury inside of her slowly. Tinaya made a sound way back in her throat. While she hadn’t asked for gentle, Dustin found himself wanting more than anything to please her and didn’t start pounding into her until she went wild around him again.
With each sound and clench, he worked himself up till he could no longer take anymore. Yanking on her dark curly hair, Dustin bit her neck as he poured his essence inside of her. It was like heaven in the end and it was several moments before he could pull himself free. He knew that she had to be uncomfortable, the way he had jammed her up against the wall, but he couldn’t help himself.
Pulling out slowly, his cock was drenched in their juices and he was more content than he had been in a long time. Something more had occurred than just a great shag.
“Let me help you up.”
His strong arms moved around her and picked her up. Tinaya was afraid she was going to fall down and just sat down on the bench. He was still standing in front of her, naked and looking like a god. Her eyes moved to his and then she moved forward to take the tip of his sticky length into her mouth. She wanted to taste him and feel him inside of her mouth. The saltiness was mixed with her own sweetness. Sliding down his length, she heard his own painful sounds of pleasure and pulled back once he was hard again. Tinaya had gotten carried away and now she wanted more.
“My turn for a question Dustin.”
“You can ask me anything that you want to.”
“Can I have some more?”
He nodded that she could, pushing his length back between her lips one last time before he closed his eyes to the pleasure. “You can have as much as you can handle realised.”
Dustin was a man of his word and it was several hours later before either one of them left the shower room. Tinaya had to get undressed and take a shower with him after the third time. Her clothes were drenched and she was shivering slightly in the California breeze as he walked her to her car. There was no promise to call or keep in touch. turn over had long since forgotten what she had gone there for, getting so much more than she could have bargained for.
Chapter 4
“Where were you last night Tinaya? I waited for you till ten. Not cool girl.”
“Sorry.”
Tinaya was trying to not look at her. She had never had much of a poker face and as much as she hated to admit it, she wanted nothing more than to dish on what had happened the night before. But work was no place for it and Camille was much too much of a loud mouth. “I will tell you about it for lunch.”
“Ooh, juicy. Okay. Well, let’s take an early lunch because I met a delicious man last night. I am still mad at you for leaving me hanging like that, so you better have a good excuse.”
Tinaya told her that she did , but Mr. Culpepper called her into his office before she could think about the early lunch they had been talking about. She made a face to her friend when she heard his secretary on the phone for her over the intercom system.
“I will be right there Sherry, thanks.”
Tinaya turned towards her friend. “I want to hear about what happened last night when we can get out of here.”
Camille agreed and went back to her office to wait for twelve o clock to get there. Her friend hoped that Tinaya wouldn’t get in trouble for not getting the story, though no one thought she would have. Tinaya had seemed convinced, but she hadn’t come to the bar afterwards gloating, so she figured that she had struck out like everyone else had.
Tinaya was just as nervous, though she tried not to show it. She knew that she had failed, rather miserably with the interview. She had lost her cool
and been very unprofessional with Dustin. Over and over again. Her face heated up with the reminder, setting her core to tingle.
Opening her boss’ door, she tried to push the thoughts from her mind. It was easy when she glanced at the man in front of her. He was older and soft in the middle. Jackson usually made a few passes at her when they were alone, but now he just seemed laughable in her eyes. He was so different than Dustin that she couldn’t even imagine him in that way.
It helped to cool her ardour and put a smile on her face that didn’t seem so forced. “Good morning Sir. I was just going to see if we could talk.”
“I bet you are. That is quite an accomplishment that you did last night.”
Her mind went to the pounding and the screaming. Her face got hot and she shook her head with a question in her eyes. Surely he didn’t know what she had been doing the night before, right?
“I’m sorry Sir. I am not sure I know what you mean”
“Don’t be coy. I couldn’t believe it myself when none other than Dustin Bird’s manager called me this morning to let me know that Dustin was coming in for a sit-down. Said he would only talk to you. Should be here in about ten minutes and I was just going to make sure that you have your questions ready. It will be on the six o clock special tonight.”
“Oh.”
“Why do you look like you really didn’t know about this Tinaya?”
“I didn’t really know. I talked to him briefly last night.” She stopped herself from saying any more.
“Well, you must have said something that he liked, because you will be the first person to interview him since his meltdown at the Final Four last year. I don’t know how you did it, but congratulations, you did it. The guys upstairs are happy and are even talking about a raise. You are going places Tinaya.”
“Thank you Sir. I am going to go get my questions ready.”
“You do that. He will be here anytime. This is your big break, so don’t screw it up.”
She nodded her head that she wouldn’t, hoping that she wouldn’t screw it up. She wanted to be proud of her accomplishment, but it was hard to forget how she had gotten him to agree. Could she really face him again? And why was he going to do the interview? She had already given him everything that he had asked for, demanded even.