by Peyton Banks
There was no other reason that could explain why she filled every thought and dream.
“What does it look like? I didn’t get to have you yesterday, and being that I was your first, I want to be the first at taking you on your desk.” He chuckled, hooking his fingers around her panties. He pulled them down, baring her for him. His cock was painfully erect and waiting to plunge deep inside her.
“We can’t!” she squealed as he picked her up from behind her knees.
“Not your desk? Okay, wall it is,” he murmured, setting her against the wall. He quickly undid the button on his jeans and pushed them down, freeing his cock.
“You’re crazy.” She leaned forward and kissed him.
His cock found her slick folds. He groaned when she thrust her tongue in his mouth. He let her lead the way with the kiss. He wanted her to become more confident in herself. He loved that she was willing to try anything with him.
“No screaming,” he urged, tearing his lips from hers. He trailed kisses along her jawline and captured her earlobe between his teeth.
He thrust forward, sending him balls deep into his woman.
Jada had one thing on her mind when she’d stalked toward the front of the salon to get Reiner. Let him know that she needed to walk away because she didn’t want to bring negative press to him. As much as she liked him, she didn’t want to be the cause of strain on him in the media’s eye. It would be better for her to step back before they went even further.
Having him fuck her in her office, while the salon was open for business, had been far from her mind.
“Jada,” he groaned in her ear as he quickened his pace.
She buried her face in his neck and held on. She couldn’t think straight with the sensation of his cock gliding effortlessly inside her. The minute he had looked at her when she’d arrived in the waiting room, she’d instantly become aroused. Hearing him call her ‘baby’ did something funky to her, too. She was amazed she was able to walk through the salon with her head held high.
Now, here he was, taking her against the wall, and she was loving every moment of it. She buried her fingers in the hair at his nape as she held on for dear life.
“Reiner,” she gasped. She fought to keep her voice down. She could feel the signs of her orgasm building.
He pulled back, lust in his eyes, and gripped her hips tight. Every jerk, every motion caused him to go farther inside her.
“I’ve wanted my cock buried in you since the other day,” he began. “Tell me you wanted me balls deep in you.”
Her core clenched with his words, drawing out a groan from him. The sounds of their breathing and of skin slapping skin filled the air.
“Yes,” she moaned softly, biting her lip to keep from screaming her answer.
“Your pussy was made for my cock. You were made for me. I love the way it grips me.”
His dirty words turned her on even more. Her body was hot, and she ached to strip the rest of her clothes off.
“Reiner, please.” She didn’t know what she was begging for, but whatever it was, he must have known exactly what she needed as he slammed farther into her.
“I want you, Jada. I want you to be mine,” he growled deep in his throat.
His thumb dove between them and found her slick nub.
“You don’t play fair.” She tucked her face into the crook of his neck. He had totally ruined her talk agenda. They should be separating right now, not joining together in the most carnal way against her office wall.
His thumb applied a delicious pressure to her clit, causing her to nip his neck with her teeth while she exploded. She let loose a silent scream against his skin.
He gasped, his body going stiff as he came. He continued to thrust, shooting his release deep within her walls. His body slowed to a pause. Jada’s body grew limp, and if it wasn’t for Reiner, she would have melted onto the floor.
“Not when I want something,” he admitted, his breaths coming hard. “I want you, Jada. I want there to be an us.”
She glanced down at them, and a chuckle escaped. If anyone chose to walk through her office door, they would certainly catch a sight to see. Her gaze met his eyes before it slowly trailed down their bodies and connected with the view of his semi-hard cock still nestled inside her.
Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of his paler skin tone against her dark one.
“But what about the media?” she asked.
He slowly withdrew from her body, and she instantly missed the feeling of his thick length inside her. He set her down on her feet and tipped her chin up so that he could gaze into her eyes.
“I don’t care what the media thinks. I should have warned you how the media can be. They like to exploit people’s weaknesses. They are sharks, swimming around until they find a story.”
“They said some harsh things,” she whispered, remembering the terms that they had used for her. The Black Girl. Plump. Gold-Digger. The New Flavor. She began fixing her clothes as he pulled his jeans and boxer briefs up.
“The best thing to do is ignore it. Ninety-nine percent of what they publish is false. I know you are not any of those things they tried to call you, and to me, you are one of the sexist women alive. They’ve been after me for a while, trying to find out about my love life, but believe it or not, I like to keep as much as I can private. You, I want, and I don’t give a damn what they say.”
He ran a hand along the side of her face, causing her to melt against him. She believed him. His eyes held sincerity, and if anything, his actions as soon as her office door had closed proved it.
“I had this big speech prepared. I don’t want to be a burden and I was going—”
“You were going to cut out without giving me a chance?” His eyes widened.
She bit her lip and nodded.
“Oh, baby. We’ll have to teach you how to play hardball with the media. That’s why I came running over here as soon as I heard the media had been going crazy. I should have warned you and protected you better.”
She looked around the office to find her panties. She moved to get them from where they had fallen in front of the door, but Reiner beat her to it. He stuffed them in his jeans with a lazy grin on his face.
“Hey,” she exclaimed, trying to get them from him.
He smiled and shook his head. “These are mine. My trophy to mark the first time we made love in your office.”
“Reiner!”
“Also to remember that as of today, you’re mine.” He swooped down and planted a large kiss on her mouth. “Let me take you to lunch, and we can finish having our chat about us and the media.”
“But won’t us being out in public make it worse?” she asked as he pulled her to him.
He was so much taller than her, and even with heels on, she still had to cock back her head to look him in the eyes.
“Hiding away would make it worse. I want everyone to know that I have a sexy girlfriend. I don’t care that our skin color is different shades. All I care about is getting to know who Jada Dalton is, feeling my cock deep inside your tight pussy, watching you fall apart in my arms, and teaching you the basics of football.”
Her knees grew weak at his words. A smile graced her lips as he wrapped her up in his arms. Of course football had to be included. She was almost completely clueless when it came to the game. All she knew was there were two teams and crossing the line with the ball meant a touchdown.
That was about it.
He pressed a kiss to her lips. First one, then another one.
“Okay. Okay. You win.” She let loose a laugh but quickly froze in place. She felt a sensation begin to run down her leg. “Um, before we go. I need to go the ladies’ room. I can feel the evidence of our activity running down my leg.”
His eyes darkened at her admission.
“If we were heading home, I would say leave it, but since we’re going out in public, I guess I’ll let you clean up.”
She giggled and swatted him on the arm. �
��I’ll be right back,” she said.
She was thankful the bathroom was right across the hall from her office. She scurried to it and closed the door. She cringed as she leaned back against the door and glanced at herself in the mirror. She totally had the I was just fucked against a wall look to her. She patted her hair down before pulling her skirt back up. She froze in place.
They hadn’t used protection.
At all.
Never.
Not once, even when they were in Texas. She gulped and cleaned herself up.
Looked like they needed to have another discussion.
* * *
The weeks flew by, and the media seemed to settle as they got used to seeing Jada by Reiner’s side. He wanted her with him all the time. He needed to fly to Los Angeles to shoot a commercial for one of his endorsements, so he took her with him. When he had to fly to New York for a week for business meetings involving his sports merchandising company, she went with him.
They fell into a comfortable routine, and Reiner couldn’t be happier. Well, he could, but he didn’t think that Jada was ready to take the next step with him. He thought it was a waste for her to continue living in her place when he had more than enough room in his house for the both of them.
As much as she spent the night, he still couldn’t convince her to take the next step.
He knew that he was falling for her. Little did she know she had him wrapped around her finger. But tonight, they were taking another step. It was the night that he would finally meet her parents.
He pulled into her driveway and parked his car. Tonight, he drove one of his luxury sedans instead of the truck. He had faced the largest linebacker in the league and never broke a sweat. He was slightly nervous to meet her parents.
He jogged up the stairs to her front door. He pulled out his shiny new key that she had given him. It was a step in the right direction. Some would think they were moving fast, but he couldn’t help it. He was the type of man who knew what he wanted and he went after it. At his age, he was ready to settle down and he could see Jada in his future.
He let himself in the house and heard music playing. He knew that she’d be up in her room getting ready. He shut the door and turned to find her coming down the stairs. Clad in a summer dress, she took his breath away. Her hair was pulled up in a high ponytail that swayed with every step she took.
“Hey, you.” She grinned, making her way to him.
His arms automatically opened to catch her as she threw herself at him.
“I see your key worked,” she said.
“Yes, it did.” He leaned down and kissed her.
Her soft lips separated with her sigh, giving his tongue the green light to sweep into her mouth. He pulled her closer to him with his cock straining for her.
“Hey, big guy. We have to go,” she announced, pulling back.
“I can’t help it when you look this good,” he uttered as she stepped out of his arms.
She moved around the living room to gather her cell phone and purse.
“If I left it up to you, I’d never leave the bed,” she giggled, turning off the music.
“Well, that ain’t a bad idea. I have enough money to last us a lifetime. I don’t think anyone would miss us,” he offered with a smile.
“Boy, let’s go!” She pointed at the door, laughing.
He opened the door and watched while she passed him. He locked up the house and escorted her to the car.
“Wow, when did you get this one?” she asked when he got in the car.
“I’ve had it for a while. It stays in the garage, and I usually bring it out in the summer.” He pulled out of her driveway and had her enter the address to her parents’ home in his GPS.
They drove in silence for a while. He couldn’t tell who was more nervous, him or her.
“Why are you nervous?” he asked her as he glanced over at her.
“I don’t know. I just want you and my parents to like each other.”
He could sense there was more to it than she was telling him.
“Why wouldn’t I like your parents? You’ve told me all about them. I know I’m going to like your mother. Especially if she looks anything like you, and you said she taught you everything you know about cooking. For that alone, I need to thank her. You’ve described your father as a hard worker all his life who loved to kick back and watch football with your brother. I know everything I need to know. Besides, they raised you. I really need to thank them for having you.” He grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips and laid a gentle kiss to her smooth skin.
“My parents aren’t rich like yours. Our house isn’t something like what you grew up in.”
And there it was.
He flickered his gaze to her. She kept her eyes trained on the scenery as it passed by.
“Jada, you know me. Do you think I care about your parents’ finances?”
He could feel her eyes on him as he navigated the car. She should know better. He was far from a snob and gave a lot of time to the less fortunate kids with the summer football camp he sponsored.
“Okay. Their house doesn’t have air conditioning. So it might be a little hot over there,” she confessed. She turned to him with a worried look in her eyes.
He rolled his eyes at the notion.
“Honey, I think I can take the heat.” He chuckled. “I’m from Texas.”
Jada opened the door to her parents’ home and walked in with Reiner behind her. She knew they had drawn attention the minute they’d driven down the street. Fancy cars such as Reiner’s usually didn’t come onto their street. It had drawn the young kids to run out and stare as they’d passed by. The neighborhood was a hard-working blue-collar community, and things like his luxury car weren’t common.
“Mom! Dad!” she called out, walking through the home. She heard laughter coming from the family room. The smell of food cooking filled the air.
“We’re back here!” her mother answered.
They made their way to the family room, and Jada paused at the entryway. The butterflies in her stomach increased when her parents and Sky turned toward them. Her family stood to their feet with smiles, greeting her and Reiner.
“Dad, Mom, and Sky, this is my boyfriend, Reiner,” she said. She relaxed as they all shared handshakes and hugs.
“It’s about time. I’m starving!” Sky said, shaking Reiner’s hand. “My mother won’t even let me in the kitchen. Now you’re here, we can eat!”
“Sky!” Jada laughed at her brother. He was always hungry. Even though they were related, she never knew how he could eat them out of house and home and never gain any weight.
“From the smell in the air, I think I’m dating the wrong Dalton woman,” Reiner joked.
At that moment, Jada knew that everything would be okay. By the end of dinner, Reiner, her father, and brother were acting as if they were old friends.
“Mrs. Dalton, if Mr. Dalton ever pisses you off, you are more than welcome to come stay with me.” Reiner chuckled, pushing back from the table.
“You hush now.” Her mother laughed.
“Between you and Jada, I’m going to have to up my workouts. I might show up to training camp with a few extra pounds.” He patted his washboard abs, and Jada rolled her eyes.
“You boys head into the family room, while me and Jada clear the table,” Clare announced, shooing the men out of the room.
Jada stood and helped carry the dishes into the kitchen.
“So…” Jada began as she rinsed off the dishes and started loading them into the dishwasher. “What do you think?”
“I like him. He doesn’t seem like he’s some huge NFL superstar. He blends right in with our family,” her mother said, leaning against the counter. “So, where is this relationship going?”
“He wants me to move in with him, but I’m not sure I’m ready for that.” She glanced over at her mother to gauge her reaction.
“Now, don’t go looking to me for approval on that. I’ve
raised you the best I can and I know you have a good head on your shoulders. You decide what is best for you,” Clare advised, patting her on the back.
“I know. But I feel like I’m still trying to make it in my industry. I don’t want anyone to accuse me of getting ahead because of Reiner,” she admitted. She had weathered the first storm. The media had accepted her as Reiner’s girlfriend. She turned the water off and faced her mother. “My success is so close. I can feel it and I know soon, my salon will be the salon that everyone will be dying to get in.”
“This is a tough decision to make, and just know that whatever decision you do make, your father and I will support.”
Clare opened her arms, and Jada fell into her mother’s warm embrace.
“Thanks, Mommy,” she murmured, returning her mother’s tight hug.
“The way Reiner looks at you reminds me of the way your father looks at me. Hold on to him, baby. He’s a keeper.” Her mother smiled as she pulled back.
“I know—”
Shouts from the family room caught their attention and cut off their conversation.
“The game,” they both said in unison.
Her mother scurried out of the kitchen, leaving Jada to finish up alone. She knew her mother wouldn’t want to miss any more of the game if the men were in there shouting like banshees.
She finished cleaning the kitchen and made her way back to the family room where the game was the center of attention. She balanced a few beers for the guys and ice teas for her and her mother and joined them. She handed everyone their drinks, walking behind the couch.
The family room was small, and her mother sat balanced on the edge of the couch next to her father, while Reiner was on the other end and Sky was in the recliner.
“That was a foul!” Sky shouted at the television.
She shook her head, moving around to Reiner’s side and perched on the arm near him. Her heart stuttered as she watched him with her family, and it hit her.
She loved him.
Unable to resist touching him, she leaned against him and ran her fingers through his thick hair. He glanced up at her and threw her a panty-melting smile. She placed a kiss on his forehead before his attention was snatched up by the game. They all jumped up to yell at the television. She could do nothing but chuckle.