FOOTBALL ROMANCE: SECRET BABY ROMANCE: Going Pro (Bad Boy Alpha Male Pregnancy Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Sports Romance) (8 page)

“Don’t you worry your pretty little self over finances, I’ve got this covered. I think you need a bit of pampering, it will do you good.”

On their way to the spa, Riley told Carmen all about her new neighbors, which had Carmen quite intrigued, and of course Carmen had a hundred and one ideas on how that might help Riley get back on track with her creativity.

“Well just pick one, and see where it goes, even if it’s a one night stand.” she suggested.

Riley laughed and shook her head, “I’ve covered one night stands from prostitutes to one sided affairs. What good will those do?”

Carmen smirked. “Darling, if you’re looking for something different this might just be it, ever considered a ménage à trois?”

Riley nearly chocked on her own saliva as she whipped her head up to look at Carmen. “You’re kidding right?”

Although Carmen’s suggestion sounded completely absurd, Riley’s mind did drift ever so fleetingly. Everything she ever wrote about were epitomes of other people’s experiences, and deep dark fantasies that haunted her own mind most of the time, but fantasizing about something and actually living out the said fantasy was never anything she would dare to try, and it’s not something she would ever admit to her writers.

To them she is the voice of the many that live secret lives, and who are frowned upon by society because of some moral law created by prudent individuals who had their own skeletons to hide.

The rest of the day was all pamper and pleasure; she got her hair done which if she had to be honest, was long overdue, and the new color really lit up her face. The dull brown color was replaced with a rich mahogany which made her look at least ten years younger. Not only did she get pampered, she spent some well-deserved money on new lingerie, and sexy clothes, thanks to her friend Carmen who wouldn’t take no for an answer and for the first time in many months, she felt as if she was ready to take on the world.

By the end of the afternoon, she had revived her confidence, and she was quite eager to get to her column, and see what transpired.

When all else fails, there is always a make-over, and sometimes it’s the little things that women needed, to revive that sensual feeling of desire.

Riley sat staring at her screen. Even though she felt inspired, her article didn’t quite grip one’s attention, it was simply flavorless. She rested her head back and curled one leg under the other. She really did need something different, straight sex just doesn’t cut it anymore. Since Fifty Shades, all sexual innuendos have been overshadowed; people wanted something more, something stranger. And what more was there after Fifty Shades?

She thought about her neighbors, and as if Carmen was in the room, the words
Menage a Trois
echoed in her thoughts.
She wasn’t seriously considering this,
she thought as she attempted to get her mind focussed intently on the article, but just then droning music from next door vibrated through the walls. “You have to be fucking kidding me!” she cried out loud. “Is the entire universe against me?”

She swept her hand angrily across her desk sending papers flying into the air. She’d had it, if it’s not writers block preventing her from doing this, it’s her new noisy neighbors, who seem to have a complete disregard for basic neighborly respect. It’s the middle of the week, and they are throwing a party, without prior notice on top of that.

Determindly she marched next door and knocked loudly on their door. It was Diego who opened the door, and to make matters worse, he leaned bare chested against the door jamb like a typical Adonis.

“Riley, what a nice surprise.” he said and gave her that death defying pearlly white smile.

Focus woman,
she told herself and put up her own defenses. “Hi Diego, would you mind turning the music down a notch? I’m trying to work, and the noise is really disruptive.”

He gave her one long glance from head to toe, smiled and then looked back over his shoulder, telling whoever was on the inside to turn the music down.

Well that was easy,
she thought releived, but as she turned to walk back to her apartment. Chad appeared in the door. “Riley, why don’t you come in and join us?”

Uh oh, she thought and bit her lip before turning to face him, “I really couldn’t. I have this article to complete and the deadline is looming.” she said apologetically, but Chad stepped forward and took her by the hand.

“Just for a bit, I promise you, it will be worth your while.”

Against her better judgement, she allowed Chad to pull her into the apartment. There were about ten other people there, all dressed to impressed and suddenly she felt very out of place. She was still in her shorts and crop top, and no shoes. The least she could have done was go and get dressed for the occasion, but here she was, and it felt like everyone was staring at her. They were all much too busy groping and kissing, it was as if she entered a mini orgy.  The only ones who seemed to not be participating were Chad and Diego, which convinced her that they had to be gay. They were in a room full of really sexy women, women even she would consider as lovers if she was that way inclined,  but instead they were hosting, serving drinks and idling around making small talk. Thankfully  Diego and Chad did keep her company now and again where she stood like a prude virgin in the corner of the living room. They kept giving her shooter after shooter, to a point that she accepted them gracefully, only to toss the content in the nearest flower pot. She couldn’t get drunk tonight. Her deadline was four days away, and if she didn’t get something to Grace by then, she could kiss her job as a columnist goodbye.

“How about a dance?” Chad said, drawing her out of her trance. “You look like you could use some unwinding.”

Riley smiled and shook her head, “I’m not really  much of a dancer.”

Chad wasn’t going to take no for an answer, instead he slipped his strong arm around her waist and tugged her up against him. She felt her knees grow weak, if it wasn’t for him holding her up against his strong chest, she would cumple into a pile of dust, of that much she was certain.

“You have the most amazing eyes, has anyone ever told you that?” He said as he looked down at her. She wasn’t used to such compliments, and she instantly felt a blush warm her cheeks. She nervously averted her eyes.

“Not often, no.” she conceded and sucked in a breath, she hadn’t a clue where to place her hands, there was so much muscle and bare skin before her, she was worried that if she touched him she would be scortched by pure hotness.

“Well then I think its time someone tells you that every day,” he said and tilted her chin with one crooked finger. “your lips too, very kissable.”

Before Riley could say a single thing Chad dropped his head and kissed the corner of her mouth.

Holy fuck, he was good
, she thought as her head started to spin and every single nerve in her body stood on end. And here she thought they were gay! Clearly she failed horribly at her assumptions.

Her eyes fluttered open and she was lost in Chad’s mezemerizing hazel eyes. “At this rate flattery will get you everything.” She said bashfully before tugging free from his embrace. This was just too much too soon and she was desperate for some air.

“Rushing off already?” this time it was Diego who trapped her slinging one arm around her shoulders, and she could have sworn he brushed her breast with his finger tips.

“Just getting some fresh air.” she lied and quickly slipped away.

Was she caught in the fucking twilight zone? She’s never received so much attention from the opposite sex in all her life, and now suddenly she was being overwhelmed by the sudden masculine attention, and she had no clue how to process it. Each time she headed for the door, either Chad or Diego would catch up to her, offer her more to drink and then distract her with their charm, in the end she gave in, and all that was left for her to do was stay put, hoping that they will all meraculously pass out and she can sneak out of the apartment and find refuge in her own space.

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Finally the visitors started to leave one by one, until she was the only one left. Diego convinced her to stay for one last drink, which was hardly an issue, she had plenty to drink and her self control had slipped away hours ago.

“So Riley, what do you do for a living?” Chad asked as he poured her another glass of wine.

Riley looked into the glass, and cursed inwardly, she was already starting to feel all hazy with the amount of alcohol she’d consumed. “I’m a columnist for Action Inked.”

“Oh really? That’s interesting, I was featured in the magazine once a couple of months ago.” Diego piped up. “Check it out.” He tore off his shirt and showed her the tattoo that spread across the expanse of his chest.

She was tempted to trace her fingers over the intricate design that spread from his neck down over his left pectoral, but managed to keep herself from doing just that, she may be a little tipsy, but she hadn’t lost all coherency as yet. “Then you must know our photographer, Carmen.” she said, trying to sound convincingly sober.

“It rings a bell, but I can’t be sure.” he responded and leaned back into the couch.

Chad reached and took her glass of wine from her, and placed it on the side table. “So tell us more about the articles you write.”

She swallowed nervously and told them about her articles, and her current bout of writers block, which was preventing her from getting anyting concrete down on black and white.

“We might be able to help you.” Chad said as he stood up, pulling her to her feet.

“Uh…I…uh… how?” she dared to ask, swallowing nervously.

“You just need to relax.” Diego said this time and came to stand behind her.

She was technically sandwiched between the two, and her heart was pouding frantically in her chest. She wasn’t quite sure what they were suggesting but as she stood between them, her entire body was on fire.

Chad never let go of her hand, instead, he raised her palm to his lips and traced his tongue on the inside of her wrist while he slowly traced his fingers along the soft skin on the inside of her arm, stopping just inches short of her breast where her nipples involuntarily poked out, begging to be carressed. Behind her Diego’s hands were resting on her hips, his thumbs brushing her exposed sensitive skin just above her shorts, while he pressed his obvious erection against her ass.

“What are you…” she started nervously, but Chad raised as single digit and placed it on her lips.

“Just relax beautilful.”

Beautiful? Is that what they thought she was?
A blush krept up in her cheeks, and she remained silent, while both Deigo and Chad explored her. Touching her delicately everywhere, except where she really craved to touched. They were slowly driving her to the brink of insanity, a place she would never be able to come back from.

Diego finally slid his hands up and tugged her top off over her head and she nervously wrapped her only free arm across her chest, wishing she had worn a bra, but Chad stepped forward and moved her hand out of the way, gripped the back of her head and pressed his lips against hers. She simply melted into his kiss, and although her mind was raging a war of moral consequence deep down, her body reacted in total contrast, a revolutionary war between good and evil was taking place inside her, and it was apparent that evil was winning this war.

Chad pulled his lips away from hers and her eyes flitted open, just then Diego slid his hand around to cup her cheek and turn her face towards his, and then he too, captured her lips with his, he dragged his teeth over her bottom lip, sucked at her tongue and drove his into the confines of her hot wanting mouth. While he had her completely raptured, Chad was working on her shorts, tugging them down over her legs, and before she knew it, she was completely naked. Chad’s hand was down his pants rubbing his cock, and watching as Diego moved one hand down over her stomach down to the trimmed patch of hair between her legs.

“Ooh fuck…” she uttered breathlessly as he circled her clit, her mind was spinning out of control. How the hell did she end up in this situation, and why does it feel so sinfully good to have one guy watch her being finger fucked? Diego was skillful, he touched her just right, not too hard and not to soft as he played with her pussy, she could feel the heat of her sex litterally run down between her thighs. But just then, Chad stripped down and eagerly came to kneel before her, and Diego moved around to stand behind her and spread her pussy lips with two fingers, Chad dragged his tongue up between her folds.

“Holy fuck!” she cried out as Chad’s tongue and lips began to tease and pleasure her clit, his hot breath sending what was already an indescribable sensation through her body. Diego still behind her, kept her locked in his embrace, with one hand kneeding her sensitive tits, squeezing and pulling at her perky nipples.

This is not happening,
she thought, it must be some seriously fucked up dream, but it wasn’t. Chad was skilled, sliding his stiff tongue through the folds of her pussy, then flicking it relentlessly over her clit causing her legs to tremble involuntarily. For a brief moment she wanted to beg him not to stop but then he did. And just as she was about to cum, Chad pulled away, and Diego pushed her down by her shoulders to kneel between them, and she knew right away where this was going. Completely incoreherent thanks to the shooters, and the rush of adrenalin, she accepted their offerings as they both stepped closer, wagging their cocks in her face. She was too far gone to care, right now all she wanted was this. She took a cock in each hand and slowly started stroking them both, sliding the pads of her thumbs over their thick purple heads, spreading the beads of liquid that gathered there, then she eagerly started sucking one cock into her mouth then the other, switching between them like a pro. Thankfully she watched enough porn movies to know what to do, although she was a complete virgin to this sort of thing. They both tasted different, but it was like a drug to her, one she couldn’ say no to. She sucked Diego’s cock deep into her mouth, pumped it with her fist a few times, then turned to Chad’s. They were both groaning with pleasure with their hands fisted in her hair. She continued this until one of them roughly tugged her up by her hair. It was more pleasure than pain, and her body trembled with desire.