The End Zone: SPORTS ROMANCE (Contemporary Sport Bad Boy Alpha Male American Football Romance) (New Adult Second Chance Women’s Fiction Romance Short Stories) (40 page)

“Who is it?” I said.

“My name is agent Thompson. If you have a moment, I would like to speak with you on a very urgent matter.” I glanced through the curtain one more time to see that he had produced an official looking badge. It was enough to get my attention and I opened the door to face him, still wearing my black spandex top and shorts. Behind his mirror glasses, I was sure that he was taking in the sight of me from the bottom to the top. There was a slight smirk on his face. I always thought that they traveled in pairs, but he was alone.

“Agent Thompson, I would ask if you have a gun in your pocket, or if you are happy to see me. I won’t do that, because I can see the butt of the gun.” He smiled and then he followed me into the kitchen. “I don’t suppose that you would like to have a cup of coffee. It’s no trouble, I just brewed up a pot.” That suit really did look good on him and his uniform haircut and the way that he was standing made me think that he could easily lift me over his shoulder and carry me up to my bedroom. That suit might have looked good on him, but I’m sure that it would look a whole lot better off of him.

“I really don’t have time for coffee. I was just wondering if you noticed anything strange in the last few days. I’m going around to the neighbors and apparently these lights last night have caused quite the concern amongst the locals.” I had a cup in my hand and I could feel the warmth on my fingertips. It brought to mind the huge appendage that I had just held onto with that same kind of heat emanating from within.

“I did see the lights, but I haven’t really noticed anything that was out of the ordinary.” That wasn’t exactly true and Travis had certainly fit that bill to a T. “There was an altercation with a taxi driver, but I really didn’t think much of it. I gave the report to the police this morning.”

“I read that report and we found his body a few miles out of town. I don’t exactly know where he was going in such a hurry, but he had blown the radiator. The only thing I found strange is that the body wasn’t exactly like I would’ve thought it would be.” He had definitely got my attention and I was so on the edge of my seat to hear the rest of this story. “The crime scene investigators confirmed that the body was burned. There was no sign of an incendiary device, but let’s just say that it attracted my agency’s attention.”

We concluded our business. I escorted him back to the door, cocking my head sideways to get a better look at his posterior. “Oh, if you think of anything else, then you can call me directly at this number.” He passed me his card and his fingers lingered a little longer than necessary on the back of my hand. Had he made any sort of advance, I probably would’ve jumped his bones and given him a morning of delight that would’ve had him stumbling back to his car.

That nice new suit would be rumpled, his shirt ruffled and he would most likely have lipstick marks on his neck and his cheek. I could already envision lying back in my bed feeling completely satisfied and unable to move for a few minutes. I don’t know if he knew what I was thinking, but he certainly gave me a look that said that he did.

“I’ll be sure to give you a call, Agent Thompson.” I wanted to scream to him to come back and sweep me up into his arms. I don’t know why my libido was raging full steam ahead. It had been that way, since the moment that Travis had seduced me with his words. It didn’t hurt that he had the body of a Greek god.

During the last twenty-four hours, things had been happening that were really starting to concern me. The taxi driver was killed and he apparently was speeding to some unknown location. According to the reports that I found on the Internet it was rumored that he looked like he was baked to a crisp. That was only rumor, but every rumor always has a grain of truth. Investigators had spoken to the cab company and they had no record of any passenger that had to be picked up or brought to the location where the cab was found.

With that, and how Travis was acting, not to mention having an agent show up at my door, you had all of these pieces of a puzzle. I didn’t know where each one fit, but I had a feeling they were connected in some way. There were just too many coincidences and one of my best friends had told me that there were no such things as coincidences. I always thought that what she’d said was a little strange, but now her words were now coming back to haunt me.

I had not asked him what agency he was from. I looked down at the card, but there was no signature or indication of what agency he was from. It was just his name and his telephone number.

I walked out into the yard to retrieve my paper and when I glanced up, I saw this very incandescent glow coming from the basement of Travis’s house. I know that I shouldn’t have, but I felt like I needed to know what that was all about. It was possible that he was just playing with his light saber and I’m not talking about the one that was between his legs.

As I moved closer, I suddenly found myself on my hands and knees, until I was pressed up against the glass. He was standing in a circle of what looked like salt and he was still naked. The glow was coming from the other side of room and I couldn’t perceive exactly what it was. He opened his eyes and we were now looking at each other. I found myself reaching out with my fingertips to touch that cold glass. If there was a way for me to crawl through that window and down onto my knees, I would’ve done that in a New York second.

He never blinked, and it took all of my willpower to pull myself away from the window. I got up, dusted myself off and walked as quickly as I could back to my house. I wasn’t sure that I wanted to see him again. The last time it felt like I had lost a piece of myself and I wasn’t sure that I should be thanking him or cursing his name.

I went into town to get some chores done and then I returned with a new resolve to stay away from Travis. I can’t say that I didn’t like the way that it felt to be out of control. I would be lying if I said that I’ve didn’t like it. It’s just that I’ve never felt that pull toward another human being before. It was as though that feeling I’d had for him when I met him ten years ago was back, stronger than ever. I felt powerless and I’d submitted it to his sexual whims. It felt good and if I had a chance to do it over again, I would probably not change a thing.

At the end of the day, I was kind of disappointed that he didn’t come calling, but also slightly relieved. I knew that being in his presence would make me do whatever he wanted me to do. It wouldn’t matter how depraved or kinky it might’ve been. I would have gladly pleased him with any sexual act that he could come up with.

I turned off the lights and I retired to my bedroom upstairs. I stripped down to nothing, because I like the feel of being naked underneath my silk sheets. I peeled back the white duvet and slipped into the black silk sheets like it was my own personal cocoon. This was my oasis from the real world, my haven from having to contend with one client after another.

I threw the covers over my head and turned up the radio to drown out any ambient noise outside. I fell asleep and I started dream of Travis and the way that his fingers felt, as they electrified my skin. I lay there with him hovering over me with his hard cock just touching the entrance to my sex. I waited for him to enter and he was surprising me with how much will power he had.

I opened my eyes and I could feel the shift on the bed. I reached my hand to the lamp, only to have it slapped away. “I don’t think we need lights, Nikki.” Travis was in my house and I knew for fact that I’d locked the door.

*****

I could barely see him with the lights off. The only way that I could see him at all was from the moonlight. He looked so different and I should’ve questioned that further, but I just couldn’t get over the feeling of being wanted by the man of my dreams. His friendship had meant the world to me, but I had always wanted something more than just a shoulder to lean on. It was good for when it started, but then it had grown and even though I denied my feelings, they were still there.

“I don’t know how you got in… AHHHHH.” His head was underneath the blanket and since I wasn’t wearing any clothes, he had easy access. His tongue was now circling my clit, making it dance to his own tune and I knew full well that it wouldn’t be long before I would be clawing at the sheets. “Please, I think we should… Ah… talk…before we do… AHHH.” He wasn’t really giving me much time to think about anything. I really wanted to discuss things more in depth, but his main reason for coming over here was not to talk.

I lifted the sheet and I saw his head and I knew that his tongue was now wedging itself in between the lips of my wet pussy. I opened up like a newborn flower and he easily peeled away the petals, so that he could insert his tongue into my womanly caress. There was no denying that Travis was not himself, but for the time being I couldn’t have cared less.

He was deep inside me with his tongue, slamming that wet and agile member into the deepest part of me. I suddenly found myself screaming and since it was my own house, I really didn’t feel a need to stifle those moans of joy.

“Yes… God help me… YESSSSSSS.” I was ripping at my own sheets and I could feel the fabric tearing under the insistence of my fingernails. I twisted and turned and he held me, as still as he could, while still going after me with an intensity that made me feel like I was under some sort of spell.

I lay there in a sexual sweat. My skin had a sheen of perspiration that glowed with the moon striking me through the curtains. I felt his tongue come out of me and then he was crawling up my body with this languid and sensual slow movement. With each touch upon my delicate skin, it felt like I was being hit with an electrical wire, until he finally emerged with his smiling face hovering above me.

“Nikki, I think that we were rudely interrupted this morning. I apologize for my abrupt departure, but it couldn’t be avoided. I did want to finish what I started. I decided to come over here and see if we could rekindle that flame that we had turned into a full blown blaze. I see that it didn’t take all that much to stoke the embers.” His cock head was right at the entrance and he was purposely rubbing it up and down my wet slit to cover the head with the lubricating essence of my body. It was amazing that he had the willpower to hold himself back.

“Travis, I know that something is wrong, but for right now, I would rather stay in the moment. You’ve got me breathless, completely at your mercy and whatever you do next is up to you. I know that I’m in good hands, although there is still something very strange about all of this.” I had my hands on his chest and those well defined pectorals were something that was making me excited beyond words. In the light of the moonlight, I could see his body and the way his biceps seemed to ripple on either side of my head. He was holding himself up with his arms and he was staring me like I was some kind of feast for the eyes.

“Nikki…what the hell is…ahem…excuse me, but I need a couple of moments to compose myself.” For a moment there, I thought I sensed the old Travis raising his head. He shifted slightly and then he sat on the edge of the bed humming and keeping his hands over top of his face. I put my hand on his shoulder and he jerked and then he turned to me with the eyes of my best friend. “Nikki, I can’t stop him. He’s too strong and you must know that this is not me.” It sounded very weird hearing him talking like that, and then he pushed me back on the bed with my legs over his shoulder and about to penetrate me.

“Travis, are you sure you’re all right? If you need somebody to talk to, then I’m here for YOUUUUUUUUU.” That last word was now pronounced, as I high elongated note. His cock head slipped into me, pushing forward with the weight of his hips, until he was balls deep.

“I’m perfectly fine,” he said. He was gritting his teeth and at first I thought that he was fighting the urge to shoot his load inside of me. “I just need that hunger satisfied and for that sexual energy to be released.” I heard the wet sounds of our sex slapping together and then I heard the bed start to move against the motion of us rocking.

I put my hands on his chest and I could feel his heart beating a little faster than normal. It was almost like there were two heartbeats at the same time, but that couldn’t be. Just touching him made me want him and he was now moving against me with a speed and precision that took my breath away. My body was his to play with and I turned into a sexual puppet for his amusement.

“This is exactly what I wanted, Travis.”

“H-e-l-p…take it…you take that cock, Nikki,” he said. I thought I heard him ask for help, but I guess that was something that I had imagined. He had his hand underneath my ass, pulling me towards him in an effort to get me off once more. It didn’t take much and I was soon climbing the walls and wondering when this intense pleasure was going to end. I worked against him, grinding in a circle and then I was humping back and forth to use his special equipment. He let me have my way for a moment, until I lost the energy and then he took over.

He turned me around and I was now gripping the headboard with both hands, while he was slipping back into me from behind. He slapped my ass and I made this involuntary cry. His thrusts were, so quick and so fast that it almost seemed impossible that he was actually able to continue with that kind of stamina. The endurance of Travis showed me that I could never match up, and there was a moment when I lost control of my own body. My arms gave out and I found my head plastered against the mattress, as he continually fucked me.

My juices were squirting out all over him. I’d never felt so out of my element. Travis was showing that he was more man than I could handle, but I wasn’t going to admit that to him. Instead, I tried my best to stay conscious, even though it was starting to look like it was a fight that I was going to lose.