Fourth Down and Dirty: A Bad Boy Sports Romance (13 page)

Landon just stood
there quietly, accepting my gaze and scrutiny. I bit my lower lip and the
desire in my eyes grew. He was all sex and testosterone. I had never been more
attracted to someone in my entire life. I sat up and reached out, running my
finger over a scar on his stomach.

I looked up at
him.

“I had my appendix
taken out,” he explained. “It nearly burst. My dad was working when it happened
and almost missed it.”

“You could have
died,” I murmured under my breath, still running my finger along the thin scar.

“I think that was
what finally pushed him to retire early,” Landon admitted. It was a moment of
honesty, completely unexpected, and I fully appreciated it.

I leaned forward
and softly pressed my lips to the thin line. Landon twitched slightly as he
watched my soft lips land against him.

“No woman has ever
asked me about that before.” He said pointedly.

I gave him a soft
smile and kissed it again before kissing a bit lower. I continued the trail of
kisses over both his hipbones.

My lips landed
against him lower and lower, tasting the salt on his skin. With every kiss I
inhaled deep through my nose. Every bit of his manly scent drove me crazy.

Finally, I reached
his shaft and licked my lips. I was nervous. My heart was pounding like a drum.
I had given oral before in the past, but I certainly wasn’t skilled at it. But
I wanted nothing more than to please him. I wanted to make him feel how he made
me feel.

 
I sealed my lips around him. I slowly pushed
down until he was half way inside my mouth. I heard him grunt and groan as he
sucked in a stuttering breath. I pulled my head back and slowly bobbed it back
and forth, varying how much of his length I took in each time. My cheeks
hollowed as I reached up and started to work him with my hand.

 
Landon whimpered louder, placing his hand at
the back of my head as I flattened my tongue along the underside of his shaft.
I drew back and licked his tip a little. With another groan he put his hands on
my shoulders and pushed me away onto the bed.

Without warning he
reached forward and yanked my skirt and panties down. He gave me a devilish
smirk as he tossed them to the ground. He kissed my ankle and slowly ran his
hand up my other leg. He moved upward and started to kiss, lick and suckle my
inner thighs.

I clutched the
sheets and wiggled my hips. My legs instinctively spread wider as I wanted
more. I grabbed a pillow to fling it over my face, knowing I would have to muffle
my cries. I could smell his scent on the pillow. When I felt his breath on my
hot, wet center, and he reached his tongue out for a few playful licks—I came.
I trembled and moaned into the pillow, feeling the pleasure course through me.

When the tingles
started to disappear, I pulled the pillow down enough to look at him and saw he
was knelt over me, putting on a condom.

I watched him,
holding my breath.

I looked at her.
Ivy nodded and I nestled myself between her legs. Both of us looked into each
other’s eyes for a moment. The entire world felt still and silent. I reached
down between us and eased myself inside. I stared at her the entire time. I
wanted to memorize the way her expression looked as I slipped in. She was more
than enough to hold my interest for the rest of my life.

I held myself deep
inside her for a moment as I took the time to lean forward and press my lips
against hers. I kissed her slowly with building passion until I finally started
slide my shaft back out until I was out completely. I moved my hand between our
bodies to grab hold of my manhood, rubbing the throbbing head along her soaking
slit and circling it over her sensitive spot. Ivy moaned and reached back
behind her head to grab the pillow tightly. My hips rocked forward and I slid
the entire length back inside before starting to thrust in and out, the rhythm slow
and steady at first.

Once I had her
whimpering I picked up the pace, lips attached the side of her neck and one
hand fondling her bouncing breast. I loved the feeling of her hot body writhing
underneath me, our skin gleaming with a sheen of sweat rubbing together. I
could feel a million sparks throughout my entire body every time my eyes locked
onto hers. I had never experienced anything like this. Sex had
never
felt like this before. Everything
I had done was more than worth the challenge and the wait to have her. Ivy was
someone special—someone I truly cared about.

I brushed her lips
with mine, taking in her breath, a hand wandering down to grab hold of her
small waist.

I gripped her
tightly and kissed down her chest over her shirt.

“Why is this still
on?” I whined, but chuckled afterward. I pulled her up and gripped the hem of
her shirt, yanking it up over her head. I unclasped her bra and she pulled it
off, barely having a chance to throw it across the room before my mouth was
already attached to one of her hard nipples. She sucked in a breath of air and
shut her eyes, holding onto my shoulder as she reveled in the sensations of my
wet and warm tongue sliding around her nipples. The room filled with the
rhythmic slapping of our bodies as I drew back and slammed forward. She wrapped
her legs around me and started rocking her hips, moaning louder before covering
her mouth back up.

I pulled back to
look at her, grabbed her wrist, and rather roughly yanked to pull her hand off
of her mouth.

“No need to hide
here,” I told her.

Ivy knew she had
screwed herself out of any claim of innocence the moment my teammate watched
her go upstairs. I knew what she was thinking though, letting the house full of
football players hear her sounds of pleasure was taking it too far. But when I
pushed her back down to the bed and pulled her legs over my shoulders to
penetrate deeper, she stopped caring. It was all a lost cause anyway and she
was already enjoying the moment.

 
Her eyes clenched tight as she moaned. I was
marveling at how amazing it felt to have her tight little body envelope around
my entire length. I started thrusting faster than before and held onto her
hips, digging my thumbs into her flesh. I was dominant and almost aggressive,
but by the way her voice skipped and moaned—she loved every bit of it.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

The muscles in my
neck tensed and my face reddened. I wanted to keep taking things slow with her,
but it wasn’t possible anymore. I wanted her so badly for so long and now that
I had her, I could only hold back so long. I gripped her hips even tighter and
repeatedly pulled her against my shaft, lifting her hips with each thrust. She
moaned and cried out, holding onto the edge of the bed like her life depended
on it. The rhythmic slapping was loud and fast. My eyes locked onto her face as
her jaw clenched tight.

In an instant I
came, thrusting forward one last time and trembling against her rolling hips.

I knew she expected
me to pull out of her and collapse on the bed, but I wanted to make her come so
I pulled her to sit on me and expertly maneuvered my fingers into her. I worked
her from the inside, thumbing her clit, until her entire body tensed up and she
let out choking sounds of pleasure. Her eyes rolled back and her breath
stopped.

“Oh,” she gurgled
out, “Oh!”

Her entire body
shook and she fell back on the bed, chest heaving with every breath she took. I
looked at her beautiful face and hot body with a satisfied smile before rolling
onto my side. I took off the condom and threw it in the trash bin before
grabbing a tissue off the nightstand to clean myself up.

Ivy was already on
her side, facing me, when I turned to look at her. She had a dreamy look in her
eyes and it was the most relaxed I had ever seen her.

“You look
stunning,” I said.

 
I knew we had long ago lost track of time, but
I didn’t care. For once, I knew she didn’t care either. Ivy blushed and buried
her face in her hands but I was quick to pull them down. I kissed her. Even
though we had just finished, I wanted to be inside her again and feel her body
against mine. I needed all night with her so I could keep good on my promise.

“They won’t say
anything, will they?” Ivy finally asked, breaking the long and comfortable
silence between us. She motioned toward my bedroom door at the general
direction of the rest of the house where my teammates were.

“’Course not,” I
assured her as I kissed her forehead to stifle a chuckle. “It’s cute, you know
that? You’ll never stop worrying about something.”

“I take my job
seriously,” she defended.

“You take
life
seriously,” I bit back. Then I took
her lips in mine and nibbled at them, sucked on them, before kissing her deep
and strong. “So seriously,” I whispered against her lips, “That you insist on
hiding that hot,
hot
body from the
world.”

“What?” she asked
as she playfully smacked me on the arm and giggled.

“Oh come one, like
you don’t know your body is just
made
for sex?”

“Not at all!”
 

She went to grip
my shoulders, but I was too quick for her. I rolled her to lay on top of me and
I felt her wet center rub against my bare shaft. Ivy shivered and I gulped. I
placed a hand on the small of her back, the other right on the side of her
breast, and kissed her deeply. I could smell her beautiful scent everywhere and
every inch of my skin that touched her felt like it was on fire. I had never
been so attracted to anyone in my life. She rolled her hips a little, causing
friction between us. I was already starting to get hard again and she knew I
could feel her wetness against me. She breathed heavily against my lips and
looked into my eyes.

“I like keeping my
promises,” I told her. Ivy bit her lower lip, more than ready for round two already.
She was incredible.

I reached over to
my nightstand without taking my eyes off her and grabbed another condom, which
she snatched from my fingers. She shimmied down and rolled it onto my length
and stroked, eyes lighting up when she took in the sight of my size. I was the
kind of guy who would joke about how big I was only I wasn’t lying.

She moved back up
to straddle me, gripping the base of my shaft and slowly lowering herself onto
me until I was completely inside. She let out a long, low moan, throwing her
head back and closing her eyes. I looked up to take in the view of her large,
perfect breasts glistening with sweat and her flat stomach tensing as she
started to move up and down on top of me. Her breasts bounced with her
movement, keeping me in a near hypnotized trance.

“You’re so fucking
hot,” I muttered, grabbing onto her small waist and guiding her rhythm as she
bounced up and down.

I wanted to feel
her deeper than before and now I was ready to take it slow all the way through.
I ran my hand up her side and over her chest until it was on the front of her
shoulder so I could push her back. She leaned back, holding onto my shins for
support, and it took every ounce of self-control for me not to just stare at
her perfect breasts pointing up at the ceiling.
 

I reached up with
both hands and grabbed them, felt them, and pinched her nipples. She writhed
down and squeezed her muscles around my length, pulling a loud groan of
pleasure out of me. I sat up abruptly and held her tight against me as she kept
working her body up and down, up and down.

 
The sound of our heavy pants filled the
electrified air. I brushed her damp hair off her face and kissed her, easing
her onto her back as I did.

I pulled out and
kissed over her chest and down her stomach until I was licking and nibbling
along her hipbones. Ivy wriggled underneath my hands. She gasped when I slipped
three fingers into her at the exact moment I flicked her clit with my tongue.

“Landon,” she
breathed out, her hands hurriedly moving down to find the back of my head as
she moved her hips up against my face. I continued to work my fingers in and
out, sometimes hooking them upward to hit a spot that almost made her scream.
She draped her long, shapely legs over my shoulders. I got her practically
humping my face and fingers until I felt the taste of her come on my tongue.

“Fuck!
Fuck
!” she cried out, not holding back
even for a second. When her grip finally let up, I lifted my head to look at her.
She was flushed a bright red. The immense pleasure was undeniable in her eyes.

I gave her a few
seconds to catch her breath before wrapping my hand under her. I held her and
turned her onto her stomach abruptly, grabbing her and pulling her lower body
up so she bent her knees and her ass was in the air. I kneaded her flesh with a
smile before slipping a finger into her wetness from behind.

“Oh my god!” She
yelped.

“I want to fuck
you from behind,” I told her gruffly. Ivy moaned. I aimed myself at her
entrance and debated on just ramming it into her, but decided that wasn’t what
I was going for. I wanted to take my time and fuck her right, bring her to
orgasm again and again.

I reached forward
and gripped her shoulder as I slid myself inside. I started moving in and out
tantalizingly slow until I had her begging for me to go faster.

“Come
on
. More,” she complained between
strained breaths.

I smirked and
picked up the pace, bending my knee to kneel for more leverage so I went in deeper
than before. She moaned and cried out as I hit the deepest spot of her each
time, especially when I leaned forward and rested my body against her back. I
reached around to fondle her breasts and tease her nipples, not letting up on
my thrusting even a little bit.

Ivy pushed back
against me and moaned. I continued to thrust while holding onto one of her
hands and guiding it down so she rubbed her own clit with my guidance. It
wasn’t long before she was writhing against me and moaning louder and louder
until her entire body shook and trembled.

I felt her wetness
drip against her skin as she fell forward on the bed and muttered, “I’ve never
come so many times or so hard in one night.”

I leaned in and
bit her ear playfully, “Well, I’m here to fix that. This is just the
beginning.”

Ivy shuddered
against me in anticipation. I eased her onto her back before pulling her up so
that we both sat face-to-face. I kissed her, long and slow, as I slid my length
inside. It wasn’t until I was all the way in that she broke the kiss and stared
at me, eyes wide.