Offside: A Bad Boy Sports Romance (21 page)

I haven’t socialized much with the team because I’m just having far too much fun with Penny, but when our secret’s out, which I’m sure it will be before too long, I’m going to change all of that. I want all of us to be able to go out together as a group and everyone be alright with it. It’s likely they will, everyone except Topher that is.

I piss and true to form, my dick begins to soften. I head back into the room, dig around in my bag and hold up two near identical pairs of sweatpants, different only in color.

“Grey or black?”

“Dead meat grey or tarmac black?”

“I’m thinking the grey.”

“To match your pallidness.”

“Exactly.”

“This isn’t the kind of restaurant where they have plastic benches screwed into the floor.”

“No?”

“No, they even give us a waiter here.”

“You are broadening my horizons, Penny. Blowing my mind.”

“Not just a pretty face.”

“Or a big dick.”

“It’s gone down.”

“It’ll go back up if you keep looking at it.”

“Fucking hell, Jasper, you’re like a toy.”

I can’t help but laugh. “I better get dressed if we’re going to go anywhere.”

“I’m going to pack my bag.”

“Keep your eyes off my dick, Penny. I know you’re side glancing it.”

“Side glancing isn’t even a thing.”

“It’s a thing, of course it’s a thing. Don’t be embarrassed that you can’t help it. That glance that you’re doing, that’s a side glance.”

“I’m not even moving my eyeballs.”

“There.”

Penny straightens up to face me. She’s trying to be serious but she can’t. I have my leg in one of the holes of my boxer shorts, but apart from that I’m naked and swinging in the wind.

“Just get dressed, Jasper. I’m getting hungry.”

“Alright, but it’s not my fault if you can’t stop looking at my dick.”

I put the suit on that I’ve bought especially, my back turned away from her while I do it, so she can’t see the finished thing until I’m turned around. I rarely get dressed up like this, but once in awhile it’s a hell of a lot of fun.

“Penny?”

Penny pulls herself away from packing to look over at me.

“Oh my.”

Result. Even ugly men look good in suits. Me? I look like a fucking God.

“Oh my?”

“Uhuh.”

“That it?”

“For now.”

We both look a million dollars, and nothing like we work in football. You might guess it from my build, but other than that, we look like billionaire business people.

“You might be a little overdressed for KFC.”

“I wanted to impress you.”

“I’m impressed by you if you wear a T-shirt and torn jeans.”

“That’s good to know, because this is not my usual look.”

“You do look good.”

“Likewise.”

“Fuck, Jasper, it’s going to be fun playing with your dick through all that expensive wool.”

“Tailor made.”

“I’m getting horny.”

“Now you’re getting horny?”

“Mmmhmmm.”

“What about lunch?”

“I suppose we could delay things for a while.”

I can’t help but laugh. I should take the opportunity while it presents itself but it’s almost as fun taking control and resisting. I shake my head boldly.

“You’ve got to earn it.”

Penny pulls her sulky face. “I’ll suck your dick.”

I shake my head again.

“I’m offering to deep throat you and you’re refusing? Are you feeling alright?”

“Lunch first.”

“Jasper.”

“I’m hungry.”

“You’re lying.”

I am lying. The truth is, I would love nothing more than to fold Penny over the bed and fuck her, but now I know she wants it, it makes it even more important to resist her. I’ll fuck her hard later and she’ll appreciate me for it, and for a lot longer too. This is the long game, the killer pass that cuts out the rest of the field right into the outstretched hand of the wide receiver.

“I am hungry.”

“Not about that.”

“We’re going to be late.”

“You’ll pay for that.”

“I might enjoy it when I do.”

“Kiss me then.”

“Will you stop complaining if I do?”

I don’t get a chance to hear an answer because Penny grabs me by the tie and pulls me towards her.

“I think I’m beginning to like you.”

“I’d say so.”

“Don’t get too cocky.”

“Me, cocky? Impossible.”

Bags packed, suited and booted up, dressed to the nines and arm in arm, Penny and I step out and into the sunshine, horny and desperate to fuck each other, the weekend waiting and the world just behind it. There is nowhere else I’d rather be.

Fuck this girl makes me feel unstoppable.

P
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I can’t get the smile off my face. Jasper, winning again, the possibility of more of both of those things to come. I feel proud of taking control of the fate of this football club, but even prouder of myself for finally having the courage to turn around to Topher and say, you know what? This time enough really is enough.

I know I told myself I’d take it slow with Jasper, that whatever I did, I’d do it carefully, well, turns out that’s not the easiest thing in the world to do. Not when the guy you are trying to resist getting too involved with is Jasper Stone. Neither one of us have talked about it yet, but it’s clear we both know that it’s hanging in the air like bad news waiting to be heard. I can’t say it’s going to be easy either. We’ve kind of fallen for each other, hard. Exactly what I promised myself I wouldn’t do. Yeah, I guess I really can’t resist football players after all.

Each training session, each day that passes, each time we fall into bed together and fuck, each and every shit joke and shared glance and panty melting moment that makes time stand still just for long enough takes us closer to each other and closer still to a world in which we’re going to find real life impossible to allow back in. His other life before me, and my life after him if it has to be, but I guess that’s something for us to think about later, not now, not when we’ve just started and everything for me, for the first time in my life, is absolutely perfect.

And I don’t say that lightly either. I’m not prone to exaggeration, and I’m not one of these girls who thinks everything is either the best thing in the world or the worst, but I can honestly say that when I’m with Jasper, nothing else matters. I feel happy, I feel loved, I feel like I’m in love, which is more than I ever felt with Topher, even though I’m not sure I should be admitting it with Jasper, and that’s as much as I feel like I need.

That and the sex, obviously, which is absolutely incredible. I mean, out of this world incredible. Jasper is hard instantaneously, always turned on, always available and generous but not overwhelming with his affection, and knowing that I drive him crazy is the biggest turn on of all for me.

Needless to say, we can’t keep our hands off each other, which is becoming increasingly more difficult in a work environment. I have much less contact with the team than Dad and the rest of the coaching staff, and I’ve purposely removed myself from that environment much more over the last few weeks, principally because I want as little interaction with Topher as possible, but sometimes it’s impossible for Jasper and I to avoid each other, and sometimes we don’t even try.

I look up to the tap-tap-tap on the window of my office and Jasper standing there behind it grinning at me like the cat that got the cream. We definitely can’t avoid each other if Jasper waits until training has finished, until everyone else has gone home and then comes to find me with his fuck me eyes. I check the coast is clear and signal him in, my heart already lilting.

“They’re talking about us you know.”

I can’t say I’m entirely surprised by his appearance. I can’t say with absolute honesty that my decision to stay behind a little bit later tonight wasn’t motivated by the possibility he may try and find me after everyone had already definitely gone home either. I can’t say I haven’t spent the whole afternoon thinking about him, the memory of this morning still fresh enough to last me well into the rest of the night if he didn’t decide to come.

“Oh?”

“Your dad seems to have passed the denial phase. He’s making jokes.”

“That’s progress.”

“It is for him.”

He’s lying, but it’s cute of him to do so. My dad still isn’t talking to me so I know for a fact he won’t be talking to Jasper.

“And Topher?”

“Topher’s still very much in it. He doesn’t seem to like the jokes as much as the rest of the team either.”

“He’s stopped calling me.”

“Well that’s something at least. He’s still not passing the ball to me.”

“He better start again soon if he’s serious about a transfer.”

“He will. I’ve told him I’m going to steal his position as well if he doesn’t.”

I round the table to sit on the other side of it, closer to Jasper, my feet up on his thighs.

“You know you can’t steal something from someone if it doesn’t belong to them in the first place, right?”

“Yeah, that’s a good point, Topher’s a decent quarterback, but he’s never really made that position his own.”

“Asshole.”

“You know you love it when I claim you.”

“Is that what this is? A neanderthal act of ownership?”

“Man make fire, man throw ball, man fuck woman. Woman belong to man.”

I laugh the idiocy away. “If I belong to you, that means I’m for keeps, you know that right?”

“Until someone bigger and stronger than me comes along and steals you away from me.”

“Bigger and stronger than you?”

Jasper pretends to think about it for a moment.

“I know, you’re right, it’s not going to happen is it?”

“You never know, I didn’t think someone like you would come along when you did, so I suppose it’s possible.”

“There’s no-one else like me though.”

He caresses the skin at the side of my feet moving his hands deftly to the muscles at the back of my legs and it feels incredible.

“Maybe.”

“I wouldn’t let anyone take you away even if there were.”

“You might not have a choice.”

“Then I’d hope it was clear you didn’t want to go.”

“Keep doing that and I won’t want to go anywhere.”

“Would you if I stopped?”

Jasper pauses for a second and it makes me look at him. My legs are tingly and I want him to keep going for all the world.

“If you stopped for too long I might.”

“How long is too long?”

“Long enough for me to forget about you.”

Not even two months old and it would take me a million years to forget every single inch of that man’s skin, a million more to forget the way he makes me feel.

“Then I guess I better not stop.”

“I don’t think you could, even if you wanted to.”

Jasper slides his hand further up my leg to the bend in my knee.

“Are you saying you’re impossible to resist?”

I let him ease my legs apart, my skirt riding up my thigh to expose my panties.

“I think that’s why you stole me in the first place.”

His hand creeps from my knee across my inner thigh, hungry fingers dancing across tender skin.

“Stealing is for keeps remember?”

His other hand joins the first while I lean back across my desk, accidentally pushing a folder to the floor.

“And keeps is forever.”

“You are impossible to resist, you know that? I give in.”

“I told you.”

His hands are on the outside of my thighs now, lifting my skirt over my hips.

“It must be the skirt, it’s driving me wild.”

“That and my charming personality, of course.”

“And your tits. The way the nipples turn up at the end like little coat hooks.”

His hands on me tickle and I can’t help but laugh.

“My wisdom, modesty and humility.”

“I just love the way you push back when I’m inside you.”

“You’re a simple man.”

“With a big dick.”

“I wouldn’t love you if you didn’t have that, you know? It’s your best asset.”

It doesn’t take him long to remove my panties, even less to take it out.

“You must like simple men, there’s no other reason for you to have been with Topher for so long.”

“I was waiting for someone to steal me away.”

“Someone like me?”

“Anyone with a big dick would have done.”

“Oh, really?”

I nod, but I can’t help smiling too. Jasper knows I’m just dicking around, but it’s fun to play with him, especially when he has me at his mercy. Legs open, pussy wet, spread out on the desk at the perfect height for him to plow into me. I’ve got this under control, Jasper exactly where I want him.

“You know not everyone with a big dick is sensitive like me.”

“No?”

“Not everyone with a big dick knows how to use it right.”

“Mmmhmmm.”

“And not everyone with a big dick is the kind of anyone that can’t resist you. The kind of someone that wants more than just a quick fuck to release a bit of energy. The kind of someone that steals for keeps and will fight off anyone who wants to come and take that away from them.”

His dick is at the entrance to my pussy, but he’s holding back, making me show I can’t resist him either.

“Oh, Jasper.”

“I know what you like.”

“What do I like?”

“You like me coming in here and making you wet.”

“You make me wet from out there.”

“I know you’ve been waiting for me all day.”

I wrap my legs around his back and try and pull him into me but he’s too strong to budge.

“You’ve got me.”

“I know. I just want to make sure you know you’ve got me too.”

“For keeps?”

“If that’s what you want.”

Fuck, yes, that’s what I want. I shouldn’t know it yet, but I do. For keeps. Forever. Stolen and never given back. My pussy is aching to have him inside me but still he doesn’t give in.

“I don’t know what it means.”

Another thing I said I wouldn’t do. We’re not even half way through the season, not even at Christmas, not even past our honeymoon-fuck-each-other-in every-single-room-we-can-find-stage and here we are talking about it.