by LK Collins
“Thank you, Nash. I really appreciate that, but I can’t go into a gym like this. I have an appointment to get fitted for a prosthetic in three weeks. Once I have that, I promise I’ll give it a shot.”
“I’ll hold you to that.”
“Dude, you were off the chain today,” LJ, one of my teammates, tells me as we change after practice.
“Thanks, bro.”
“Yeah, for sure, glad to have you back.”
“Thanks, man, I’ll see ya later.” Throwing my bag over my shoulder, I make my way out, but hear my name before I can exit. Dammit, I just wanna get home. Yeah, I might have played well, but I am sore as fuck.
“Good job today, Adams,” the shooting coach says as I turn around. He waves and continues walking.
“Thanks,” I say and continue on my way. I’m still confused by the staff here. Everyone has been super friendly since my return and not one person has said a word about the rumored trade to Miami.
James hasn’t called me with any news either. So I guess the motto “No news is good news” applies. Walking into the underground parking garage, there are rows and rows of town cars all lined up to take players home. I guess it’s a perk of living in New York City. Walking to Carl’s car, he smiles at me and asks, “How are you feeling?”
“Tired. Sore. Exhausted.”
“Well, sit back and relax. I think you have a relaxing weekend ahead of you.”
His comment throws me off. How would he know what I am doing this weekend? Then he opens the door and my jaw slams against the pavement. “Hi, baby,” Arion says, dressed sexy as fuck and patting the seat next to her.
“What are you doing here?” I ask looking between her and Carl.
“Mr. Adams, I just listen to the orders of the missus. You really should get in if you wanna miss traffic out of the city.”
Still shocked and not able to really say much, I slide in next to Arion. She’s quite leggy in a pair of white shorts and what I wouldn’t consider to be a top.
“How was practice?” she asks, grabbing my hand and kissing it softly.
“It was fine,” I respond with my eyebrows scrunched looking at her, trying to get a read on her. “What the hell is going on?”
“I came to pick you up from work, is that okay?”
“Of course it is, but you’ve never done it before and why did Carl say we need to get going to beat traffic.”
“Oh, I booked us a beach house in the Hamptons, is that all right with you?”
“Uhhh, of course, but you know I have to be back in the city on Monday for practice.”
“I know. Carl is going to come and pick us up.”
“Why did you do this?” I ask turning my body more towards her.
“Because your birthday is tomorrow, silly.”
Holy shit, I totally spaced my own birthday. My mind has been so consumed with other things, from Nate, to the accident, to the impending sentencing for Kinsey’s killer. I guess it was the farthest thing from me.
“Jesus, you’re amazing, you know that, right?”
She nods her head and I can’t stop myself from taking my hands and grabbing her face. Staring deep into each other’s eyes, I realize just how goddamn lucky I am. She is absolutely perfect in every way.
“Keep your eyes closed.”
“I am, I am,” I respond, loving how good her small hands feel pressed so firmly against my eyes. Well, that and her body behind me.
“Okay, kneel down.”
“Ohhhh, yes, ma’am,” I respond, dropping to my knees. She giggles and then says, “I’m gonna remove my hands, but don’t open your eyes yet, okay?”
I nod my head. All of my senses are hypersensitive. I hear her little feet pad softly across the room. “Come here, baby,” she whispers and I wonder if she is talking to me.
Then she says, “Keep ’em closed, Bain.”
“I am, I am.”
“You can sit all the way down if you want.”
“Nah, I like kneeling for you.”
She chuckles. “Put your hands out.” Reaching forward, still with my eyes closed, I pray that I get her naked body.
“What the fuck, did you forget to shave?” I feel a lot of hair in my hands.
“No, open them.” I open my eyes and in front of me is a puppy. “Happy birthday, baby.”
Looking at the small creature in my hands, I am a little unsure how to react. As I sit staring at him, he does the same to me with his little, black face and green eyes.
“Does he move?” I ask her.
“Yeah, he’s just sleepy from the car ride. I gave him a Benadryl.”
“You drugged my dog?” I accuse her sarcastically.
“I needed to surprise you.”
“Fine, I guess that’s okay,” I tell her kissing her sweet lips.
“Do you like him?”
“I love him. Are you sure you’re going to be okay with a dog so soon after losing Zeus?”
Tears gloss over her eyes as she looks at me and she says, “Yeah, I’ll be good. Thank you for being concerned.”
“Of course,” I say petting the little guy.
“Ahhh, I knew you would love him. He’s funny as fuck when he’s not drugged.”
“Oh God, is he crazy?”
“No, he’s actually chill and really clumsy. I think he’s afraid of socks. He tripped on one of yours at the house and I tried to play with him with it and he hid from me.”
“He’s so perfect. Thank you, baby. How did I not see him in the car?”
“He was up front with Carl. That’s why I asked him to drive us. That and I figured it would give us some alone time.”
“Well, you should have told Carl to get a limo so I could have fucked you.”
“Yes, I’m sure he would have appreciated that. So what do you want to do this weekend?”
“Be with you and this guy,” I tell her as our pup lies down between us.
“Good, I had the fridge stocked so we shouldn’t need to leave at all. There’s a hot tub and obviously we are close to the beach.”
“Thank you, Arion, for everything. I love you so much.”
“And I…I love you.”
Lifting my hand, she stands and I follow suit. “What about the dog?”
“He’ll sleep, trust me,” she says, pulling her shirt over her head. She has no bra on and I get a full view of her bare back. Even knowing what she looks like when she turns around, still doesn’t calm my dick. It’s hard and pulsating against my pants. Then she drops her pants and has no underwear on either. I get a full view of her ass as she turns towards me at the foot of the master bed.
“You’re next,” she tells me, reaching between her legs and pleasing herself. She knows that’s my job. So as fast as I can, I undress and then change my tune. Rather than charging towards her like a caveman, I reach down and clench my cock, gripping hard at the base and pulling towards the end. She blinks a few times, caught off guard, tilting her head and slowing her movements.
“How does it feel?” I ask her, not stopping myself. I need to teach her a lesson. I hate it when she does this, so she needs to know how it feels.
She finally stops and then answers me. “I don’t like it.”
“What don’t you like? Touching yourself or me touching myself.”
“You,” she shrieks and lunges towards me, dropping to her knees. I don’t let go of myself, instead I grip hard, guiding my dick into her sweet mouth.
“Mmm, you suck a damn good cock.” Her lips are stretched so pink and bright. When I tilt my head to the right, I see one of her tits perfectly. It causes me to let go and reach down for her nipple. She moans when I tweak it, taking me deep in her throat. She shows no mercy as she sucks me, clearly trying to prove a point.
I stay still, letting her prove whatever it is that she needs to. Not only because she’s so sexy naked on her knees, but because I’m about to come. I try and refrain from doing so, not wanting to let go so soon, but then she does it, she takes me
all the way in, gripping my ass as she does and touching her nose against my skin.
My body shivers with pleasure, causing my cock to become rock hard. Moving my hand to her face, I caress her beautiful skin. She has her eyes closed and is loving this as much as I am. I cup the back of her head, no longer able to stay still, moving my hips, I gently buck into her mouth and let go. Grunting like a caveman and all, but I don’t care. She moans in return telling me that she likes it and takes all that I give her. I finally settle, coming back down to reality, but she’s not stopping. The sensation is too great, so I’m forced to pull away.
Through those sexy, light eyes, she smirks at me. “What?” I ask.
“I just love you. That’s all.”
“And I love you,” I respond, reaching down and scooping her up. She giggles a little as I carry her to the bed. No, fuck the bed. Instead, I set her sexy ass on top of the dresser. She spreads her legs for me, her pink pussy glistening with wetness and I nudge my throbbing member against her opening. She looks at me as our bodies are so close, not quite one, but close to molding together.
Her eyes dance with anticipation and in that moment my restraint becomes very weak. My body moves on its own, not caring that I want to play with her. Filling her with my cock, she’s so tight, and once I’m nuzzled in all the way, I am home. This is my heaven.
Letting her legs relax over my arms. I hold on to her back and begin moving, deep, hard, purposeful thrusts. Arion lets her head fall back, crying out my name. Watching her relinquish everything over to me turns me on so much. She always wants what I have to give, no matter what. Uncontrollably, I begin slamming into her. Her legs fall down as I pick up speed. My body is covered in pleasure. From head to toe, this is what she does to me. Even though I just came, she takes me there so quickly.
With each thrust, I watch her pink nipples bounce up and down. She looks at me, her lip tucked so tightly in between her teeth. “Are you gonna come on my cock?” I ask.
“Ahhh, fuck, yes,” she responds, letting go, and I watch a sheen of sweat cover her body. Then, almost out of nowhere, I feel my own release. It completely catches me off guard. Rather than fight it like I normally do, I relish it. Tilting my head back, savoring the last of her orgasm noises while I let her pussy take me where it wants.
Pure bliss takes over and a powering orgasm washes through me. Once I finally open my eyes, Arion is watching me with that cute ass smirk on her face. Smirking right back, I lift her up and carry her to the bed, where we lie down together. Well, more like me in her arms, but this is my paradise. This is where I feel the most comfortable. “Thank you for this,” I tell her. Then I hear faint footsteps. So light that they are hard to make out, but I know right away who they belong to. Glancing at the entrance of the bedroom, I catch a glimpse of my new pup. His ears are back and he is clearly nervous. Arion lifts her head and looks at him. “Isn’t he cute?” she asks me.
I nod my head, then call him over to us. Right away his attitude changes, he flies across the room, sliding on the hardwood floor the entire way. I can’t help but laugh at him. Rolling over, I pick him up, noticing how he must already weigh thirty pounds.
His ears go back when I touch him, and then the moment I set him down, he rewards me with puppy kisses. “Ahhh, he likes you,” she says.
“Stop, stop,” I tell him putting my hand in front of my face. He plops his butt down and glares at me as if I’ve insulted him.
“So what do you want to name him?” she asks.
“I have no idea, I’m not good with that stuff. Don’t you have any ideas?”
“A few, yes, but I thought you would too.”
“What about Guy? He’s a cute little guy, right?”
“No!” she shrieks and slaps me on the back of my head.
“Ow,” I shout, rubbing where she just hit. “Sorry, it’s all I got.”
“No. Absolutely, not, NO! We are not calling him Guy. How about Diego?”
“Arion, this isn’t Dora the Explorer, this is real life.”
“Hmmmm, how about Norelco?”
“What? He’s not a razor. You said you had ideas.”
“I do, let me think.”
“You are acting really blonde right now, be careful what you say.”
“Am not,” she says, glaring at me. “What should we name you, little buddy?” she asks looking the dog square in the eyes. “Buddy!” she exclaims.
“That’s it, his name is Guy. He’s my birthday gift, so I get to choose. For your birthday I’ll get you a dog and you can name it Cupcake or Sparkles or Tupperware or whatever. Isn’t that right, Guy?” He leans into my touch and lies down next to me.
“‘Guy?’ Really? Why don’t you just call him Man or Dude.”
“No, it’s Guy,” I tell her, pinning her beneath me.
She smiles and drops our conversation, surrendering over to me, the way she always does. My lips find hers and right away…I am lost…lost in all that she is and all that we are.
Everything is going to be fine, stop freaking out. Even though I repeat the words in my head, it still doesn’t matter. I’ve arranged for everyone closest to Bain to meet us for his birthday dinner and he has no idea. He thinks it’ll just be the two of us, and for some reason, I am really nervous. I mean, I don’t want to screw things up and I’m not good with surprises.
Looking over myself one last time in the mirror, I’m in a tight, gold dress, that’s so not my style, but Bain fell in love with it when we went shopping, so I bought it for the occasion. Walking to the bedroom window, I see Bain and Guy out front of the beach cottage. Bain is calling Guy over to him and he walks with his bright green ball tucked tightly in his mouth. Then he puts his head down and his butt in the air, wagging his tail fiercely. Watching those two together reminds me of how Nate used to be with Zeus. It really saddens me that Zeus died. But in all honesty, I wasn’t the best mom to him.
Quickly I’m pulled out of my mindfuck when I see Bain fall as he’s chasing Guy. Sand goes flying, but he doesn’t care. When everything finally settles, Bain has the ball. He is dressed for dinner, but you can tell he doesn’t care as he lies there and lets Guy walk all over him. I knew Bain wanted a dog, but I had no idea that it would make him this happy.
I text James to make sure everything is good to go for dinner. Right away he responds that we are all set and I head out front. As I open the door, Bain is brushing himself off and he looks up at me as I walk down the stairs.
“You are absolutely breathtaking. You know that?”
“Well, thank you, I could say the same about you. Minus the sand in your hair,” I tell him, reaching up to brush it away.
He wraps one arm around me, then tosses the ball he had in the other, before fully engulfing me in his warmth and his scent. God, I love everything about him.
Guy goes running off and I don’t waste one second pressing my lips hard against Bain’s. He smiles looking down at me, as he kisses me back, then his eyes close and I watch as the beast within starts to show more aggression, passion, and love. My heart pounds hard against my chest, until Guy slams into me, almost knocking me over. Bain catches me and we both laugh at the little ball of fur staring up at us.
“Are you sure he can’t come to dinner?” Bain asks me.
“Babe, what do you think?”
“I know, I know, he’s just so much fun.”
“He’ll be fine for a few hours, especially with how much the two of you have played today.”
“True. Are you ready to get going?”
“Yup, we have six o’clock reservations. I just need to put my heels on.”
Bain looks down at his watch, and immediately I see the panic on his face. He hates being late, to anything. I, on the other hand, don’t mind so much. Plus, all I need to do is text James and let him know when we arrive. He said everyone is going to get there early and have a few drinks anyways. Bain and I head towards the house while Guy follows right behind us. Looking back, his head is held high and
he is just sniffing the air.
Both Bain and I just smirk at each other, that is until Guy runs smack into the stairs leading up to the house and looks a bit stunned. The hit plops him right on his butt and he shakes his head. Bain laughs, picking him up, and carries him to his kennel. “You’re a goofy little guy,” he tells him, giving him one last pat on the head.
We lock up and head down the driveway, right on time like I scheduled, our limo is waiting for us.
“You’re the best, baby, thank you,” Bain says, kissing me behind my ear.
“Of course, how else would we get to dinner?”
“A cab?”
“We’re not in the city and it’s your day, remember?”
The driver is a nice middle-aged female who welcomes us by opening the door and wishing Bain happy birthday. “You are going to love this place, baby,” Bain says. “They have the best seafood.”
“As long as I’m with you, I’m sure I will. Is there anything that you want to do before we head back in the morning?”
“Just this,” he responds, kissing my neck and chest. The driver rolls the dividing window up and Bain pulls away, looking behind him. Then he slides his fingers into the fabric of my dress, caressing my breast while paying extra attention to one of my nipples. I throw my head back, biting my bottom lip and am so happy that I don’t have a bra on. Bain is eager, I can tell looking down and catching sight of his huge cock straining against the fabric of his pants. I go to reach for Bain, but he stops me, claiming my lips between his. Moving one of his hands, he trails it all the way down my body, ’til he reaches between my legs. Like he loves, I have no underwear on, complete commando. A growl brews, silent at first, then builds as he looks up at me.
Without wasting another second, he unzips his pants, releasing his cock, then pushes himself towards my opening. “Lift your dress up,” he orders through heavy breaths. I do so, my body full of adrenaline and desire. As Bain begins to fill me, he also connects our mouths, invading mine with his tongue while his dick begins to move into me.