Looking To Score (Providence University #2)

by Ali Parker

  He reached over and brushed the back of his fingers by my arm.

  “Why are you worked up about this? If I get MVP, I’m sleeping with you. If I don’t, I’ll stab any motherfucker that tries. Easy enough, right?”

  I laughed and rested against the seat. He was right. What the hell was I worried about?

  We got back to the Omega House a little before ten, and I was surprised to see the place quiet.

  “What’s going on?” I unbuckled and glanced over at Jacob, who was quiet most of the way back.

  “No clue. I would assume something though. This place is an all-night party house.” He yawned loudly and got out of his side of the truck. “Let’s go and see what’s up. Micah will know for sure.”

  I took his hand as he extended it to me and tucked myself against his side.

  “You smell like sweat, boy.”

  “And you look like the girl I want to wash me up in the shower.”

  “You’re so bossy.” I released his hand and moved into the living room as the lights came on and people jumped out from behind everywhere yelling, “Surprise!”

  A big smile lifted Jacob’s lips as he started to laugh. “You guys remembered?”

  “Happy Birthday, boss.” Micah walked around the corner and pulled Jacob into a tight hug as he smiled over at me. “Looks like you have the best present in the world following you in.”

  “It’s your birthday?” I felt like I might be sick.

  “Yeah, but it’s no big deal, baby.” He reached back for me and pulled me close to him. “You guys have fun. I’ll be down in a little while. I need a shower and a nap.”

  “Aww, come on, man. The food is almost done out back and the beer is cold.” Micah put his hands on his hips and sighed when Jacob didn’t respond. “All right. Get a shower, but no nap. Come back down and let’s hang out for a little while. It’s your birthday, shit.”

  “All right.” He motioned for me to join him as he climbed up the stairs, but I paused to hug Micah.

  “This was so sweet.” I glanced around, taking in how much of an effort the party had to be on Micah.

  “I had help with everything, but thanks. He’s a good guy.”

  “I think so too.” I released my friend and jogged up the stairs as Jacob called my name from down the hall. “You want me to wait in your room? Or I can go back down and help—”

  He reached out into the hall from the bathroom and grabbed my wrist, pulling me in as I yelped.

  “No. I want you in the shower with me.” He gripped the bottom of my shirt as he kicked the door shut. “Four fucking days of not hearing much from you and I’m supposed to just sit on a couch and drink a beer while you’re here? Hell no.”

  I worked on getting him out of his shirt and turned to start the shower and he pulled me against him, my back to his chest, and leaned down to suck on the side of my neck.

  “We can take a shower and then go down and spend some time with your friends. We have all night.” I leaned against him and reveled in how good he felt. I couldn’t remember another time in my life feeling so needy for someone.

  “I like the sound of that.” He squeezed one of my breasts and cupped my sex as he licked from the base of my throat up to my ear. “I want you on your knees tonight.”

  “I like it from behind.” I groaned and arched into his touch as he slipped his hand back down into my panties.

  “Good. I’m going to eat you out that way tonight.” He sucked my ear into his mouth as my body lit on fire. “Then I’m going to turn you over and work myself balls deep inside your tight little slit. You want that, Em?”

  I gripped his thighs and moaned softly as my knees went weak. What I wanted more than anything was the man behind me wanting me in a way that left me dizzy. It would seem that somehow I was lucky enough to have found him.

  “Yeah,” I mumbled and moved forward to work on the rest of my clothes.

  He grumbled something and moved back, slipping his shorts over his hips and licking his lips as he walked toward me. “Get in.”

  “You’re like a caveman when you’re tired.” I got into the shower and moved under the hot spray as he gripped my sides and leaned down to suck one of my breasts deep into his mouth.

  He continued to lick his way around my chest and stood up, pulling me against him and rubbing his erection against my stomach. I took him in my hand and stroked him firmly as I lifted to my toes and kissed him a few times.

  “Let me wash you up and then we’ll make love later tonight.”

  “I want a little bit right now too.” He tugged at my nipple softly and leaned down for a long, passionate kiss that lit my insides on fire. “Turn around and face the wall for me.”

  “We don’t have a condom.” I ran my hands down his thick chest and reached for the soap to start washing him up.

  “I know, baby. Just relax and trust me.” He turned me around and gripped my wrists, lifting them and forcing me to press my hands to the shower wall before he dragged his nails down my flesh softly, scoring me and leaving chill bumps all over my body.

  I closed my eyes and groaned as he gripped my hips and pressed his chest to my back.

  “This is all I want,” he mumbled against the back of my shoulder before pressing his thick shaft deep inside of me and pausing to let the giant pulse.

  I pushed back on him, wanting everything he had to give me. “So good,” I whispered and rolled my hips, massaging myself.

  “It’s going to get better too.”

  “How?” I arched my back, pulling off of him, and pressed back again as pleasure swirled deep inside of me.

  “Cause I’m in charge. Not you.” He bit my ear softly and bent over to grip me behind one of my knees to lift my leg in the air. He thrust hard and moaned in my ear as every part of me woke up.

  “More,” I moaned and pressed my foot to the shower wall in front of me.

  “Oh yeah. There’s so much more, baby. Just relax against me and let me work your body like I know I can.”

  I mumbled something incoherent as he ran his free hand down my stomach and opened me up for a long hour of teasing.

  Chapter 22

  Jacob

  I never made it back downstairs after our long shower, nor did I stay awake long after we hit the bed. I knew Micah was going to be upset when I work Friday morning, but I couldn’t force myself to rush out of bed. The beautiful woman lying with her back to me and the cover bunched up around her feet was far too sexy for me to do anything but worship her a little more.

  Fear of losing her before I really ever got her pumped through the center of my chest, but I pushed it away. I never held on to anything long. She would be no different.

  “I’m going to enjoy you for as long as I can though.” I ran my fingers down her back, over the curve of her ass, and squeezed. “I wanted more last night.”

  “Me too,” she mumbled sleepily.

  I scooted closer to her, molding my body around hers as she whimpered and rocked her hips backward. I could have sworn by the way she moved and opened herself up so fast the few times we’d been together that she was as big of a whore as me, but I knew better. She just enjoyed pleasure like any woman with good sense would.

  “Come here and let me make love to you one more time before I have to head out of town.” I kissed the back of her neck and wrapped my arm around her slender waist before rolling onto my back and taking her with me. The warm pressure of having her laid out on top of me was suffocating in the right ways.

  “Jacob?” Panic filled her voice as I ran my hands up to cup her breasts and moved my head a little to the left to make room for hers to lay back on the pillow.

  “It’s just me, Em. Rest and let me have you one more time.”

  “Mmmhmm.” She arched her back and opened her legs, moving around until I pressed inside of her. We shared a long groan as I fondled her breasts and kissed the soft skin below her ear.

  “Close your legs and I’ll do the work this morning.” I pr
essed my teeth to her neck and opened my legs, using the leverage I had on her tits and the baseboard of the bed to work myself in and out of her tight body. The position gave me the ability to thrust hard and deep and forced her legs closed, making it feel as if I were three times bigger than I was. It was by far my favorite way to take care of a woman.

  She arched hard and cried out as her body spasmed around mine, her tight walls squeezing me in and working to milk me toward release.

  “That’s it, pretty girl. Fuck that dick.” I licked her ear and moved my hands down to her hips so I could better control her.

  She groaned again, and I closed my eyes and let myself dive deep into the delicious scent of her need. She was limp by the time I rolled out of bed and walked into the bathroom to finish myself off. It took seconds, thanks to the ability to close my eyes and see her smiling at me.

  Mine. No matter what it took, I was going to make sure she became and stayed mine.

  “All right! Let’s do this. Our first real scrimmage is Monday. I want everyone here a half hour early. We’ll be playing on this field, so there is no reason why anyone should have an excuse about getting lost or any other crazy bullshit you guys come up with.” The coach glanced around and took the time to stare at each of us. “You guys are doing a great job so far, but we have a ways to go. I’d say right now, we’re looking at Jacob and Clint being the best players. Some of you other guys better step it up or your ass will be cut.”

  Everyone grumbled their response and we moved into position to play. We’d gone over a million plays in the last week, and all of them had Clint getting the ball to me for the score. Where I was appreciative of everyone supporting me, especially Coach, it was getting a little old.

  I glanced over at Clint and nodded. “Let’s do a reverse play today. I’ll assist and you get the goal.”

  “Yeah. I like that.” He lifted his hand and moved around me. “Scared I’m going to get MVP and sleep with your girl?”

  I hit his hand and turned to pin him with a look. “What?”

  “You know that stupid game they play when we go away to the last tournament of the year.” He turned and lifted his hand toward the coach, letting him know that we were ready to play.

  I snorted. “No, I’m not at all concerned. If you get MVP, I’ll think that’s awesome. No one’s sleeping with Emily but me. Plain and simple. I don’t share my woman.”

  “Emily? I like it.” He turned and took off when the whistle blew.

  I didn’t know the guy well enough to know if he was dicking with me or if he really had thought about sleeping with Em. Both thoughts took turns fucking with me for the rest of the practice. I somehow managed to play like the beast I was capable of being, but the odd feeling resting on my shoulders had me glancing over at Clint several times before walking toward the stands.

  “Was he serious?” I stopped by the stands as he caught a pretty blonde that ran toward him and leaped into his arms. By the way he leaned down and kissed her, it was clear that it wasn’t his sister. The fact that he was dating someone made me feel a little better. A little but not enough.

  “Hi, Jacob.” A thin woman with her breasts hanging out the top of her tank top moved up to stand in front of me. “I’m Trisha. Nice to finally meet you.”

  “Hey. Nice to meet you too.” I shook her hand and moved back, kneeling down to finish putting my stuff in my bag. The last thing I wanted to do was try not to look at her boobs.

  “Where’s your girlfriend? Did you guys break up?”

  I laughed and glanced up at her. “No. She’s at home, asleep in my bed.”

  “Damn,” she mumbled and crossed her arms over her chest, making the problem even bigger.

  After zipping up my bag, I stood up and waved over at the coach. “See you Monday.”

  “Don’t be late, Wright. There will be scouts at all of these games, and you’re good enough to catch their eye. It’s a big damn deal. Each and every game. If you miss the first one—” He paused and turned toward the group, cupping his hands over his mouth. “Listen up. If you miss the first game on Monday and don’t have a death in your family to back it up, you’re off this team. Got it?”

  Everyone nodded in agreement, and I caught Clint’s eye before I turned and walked back toward my truck. Sluts, I could handle pushing off all day long, but a friend who was really a foe? Someone that would consider trying to sleep with Emily while we were just starting our relationship?

  Hell no. I was going to have to beat his ass if I even saw him talking to her.

  I almost felt bad for the guy.

  I got in the truck as my phone buzzed in my bag. After digging through the mess to find it, I’d missed the call. A text came in right after that to let me know that Emily was already working at Dad’s pizza place.

  A smile lifted my lips as I pulled out of the driveway and took the short way home. I didn’t have time to shower before going into work, but I was grateful for an excuse to get her back in one with me later that night. Memories of our evening and our morning accompanied me as I sat in the silence of the truck, enjoying the pleasure of knowing that she would be with me later that night.

  It was odd that Brody hadn’t come after her or even tried to hook back up, but he was an idiot. That much was more than obvious.

  “Damn,” I mumbled as I parked outside of the pizza parlor and glanced down. My erection was more than obvious, and in my soccer shorts, there was no way of hiding it. I grabbed my jeans and polo shirt from the passenger’s seat and got out of the car, holding them in front of me.

  A sign on the front door caught my attention, and I paused as a smile lifted my lips.

  Dollar draft beer and darts contest every Friday night.

  “Awesome,” I mumbled and walked around to the back. Emily was waiting on a few tables as I walked through the kitchen and caught a glimpse of her. My heart fluttered in my chest, and I knew I was in deep shit where the girl was concerned. It was amazing how one minute I was good with the idea of loving her until she left me, and the next, I was freaking the fuck out about her leaving me.

  Why did it have to end with her leaving?

  I knocked on the office door and went in after my father mumbled something.

  “Now a good time?” I stuck my head into the office and glanced around.

  “Yeah. Come on in, boy.” My dad turned around in his chair and smiled. “Did you see the sign out front?”

  “I sure did. I love it. I’ll make up some flyers, and me and Emily can pass them out around campus and with our different groups of friends.” I sat down and left my jeans in my lap. “What’s going on? You look like you have something on your mind.”

  “Yeah, but it’s something I need to figure out on my own.”

  “Talk to me, Dad. You know you’re my best friend. I should be yours unless you’re hiding some dude under that desk that none of us ever see.” I lifted my hand. “And if you are, I don’t wanna know about it.”

  He chuckled and shook his head. “No. Sheila came by to see me at the house earlier. She wants to work things out, but I’m just not sure that’s something I can do.”

  “Oh. Shit. That is big.” I ran my fingers down my face and sighed. “Why do women have to be so damn difficult?”

  “No clue. Part of me wants to invite her back in, but there’s a much larger part that knows she’s just going to cheat on me again. Once a cheater always a cheater, right?”

  “I honestly don’t know. A lot of people change, but you’ve risked a lot your whole life. The women you’ve dated aren’t exactly the type of women that love one man forever.”

  “Are you about to tell me that all women are whores and I should just forget about it? Because that conversation is getting old.” My father lifted his hand as I tried to assure him that I wasn’t going that route. Emily was slowly changing my view on women in general, though to say I wasn’t waiting for things to go to shit would have been a lie. “And to be honest, I think it’s more about the wome
n I’m choosing rather than women in general. There are a lot of good women in the world. I just need to find one and treat her like a queen. Speaking of a queen. That girl out there that seems to think you hung the moon is a keeper. I’m going to tell you this one time and one time only—”

  “Dad. I’m in love with her, okay? She doesn’t know it, and I’m not saying that shit yet, but three years ago when we met, I found something that I wanted in her, and that hasn’t changed. It’s grown into this incredible warmth inside of me. I’m sure she’s going to walk one day—”

  “Don’t say that. Not everyone is like your mother. They aren’t. Period.”

  “But even if she does, I’m good with the now. The here. I want whatever I can get.”

  “So believe that you can get it all. She’s not going anywhere if you treat her right and love her.”

  “I just hope I know how to do that.” I ran my fingers through my hair as worry rose inside of me. “I’ve never wanted a relationship before, you know? I don’t know what to do or who to be other than who I am.”

  “That’s more than enough.” He smiled. “Put her first and she’ll know without a doubt that you care.”

  I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth as a smile lifted my cheeks. “How much is in my savings account? The one that you’ve been putting my checks into.”

  “A little over a thousand dollars. That happens when you actually show up to work and don’t spend your money on stupid shit. You’re almost to your twelve hundred for your soccer season. I’m proud of you.”

  “I need you to take it out for me. Get it to me by tomorrow?”

  “Sure. Is it due?”

  “No, Emily needs it, and I’m going to make sure she’s taken care of.”

  “Jacob. Wait.” He stood up as I bolted out of my chair, my decision made and heart on fire.

  “Save it, pops. I’m in love with the girl of my dreams. I wanna give her all I have.”