Sacking the Quarterback (8 page)

Rhett put his hands up in mock
surrender. “After being on the receiving end of one of your
wallops, I’m almost scared to ask this, but what if I want it to
happen again?”

Jennings scowled at Rhett.

“
I can’t stop thinking
about her, man. She got in my head that night and refuses to
leave.”

“
Wasn’t that the reason you
came home? To get your head straight?” Jennings walked over to the
window, quiet a moment. “Just leave it alone. She’s about to leave
Dixon and she needs to. These rumors have only reminded us why
she’s got to make a life for herself somewhere else before Dixon
sucks her in and never lets her go.”

“
Leaving?” She’d said she
wanted to go, but somehow it hadn’t felt tangible. “I thought she
still had a couple of months before she graduated.”

“
She was offered a position
in Houston prior to graduating and seems like she’s going to take
it. If she’s smart, she will.” Jennings turned back to face Rhett.
“Leave her be and let her go.”

Rhett stared at Jennings for a moment.
“Why did you tell me if you didn’t want me to stop her? If I didn’t
know, the thought wouldn’t have occurred to me.”

“
I didn’t want you getting
in the way of her moving on with her life. I had my chance to get
out of here before my knee blew out. Fate seems to step in my
family’s way when we’re about to spread our wings. I didn’t want
you getting the smart idea to knock on her door before she walked
out of it.”

Rhett nodded, completely understanding
what his friend was telling him—not to be a selfish son-of-a-bitch
and to let her go. “I won’t knock.”

“
Good,” Jennings said
before heaving out a long sigh. “How about a cold beer? You got
some around this piece of shit house?”

Rhett smiled wanly, his emotions all
over the place. “Be careful what you say about my baby here. She
might not be much to look at right now, but in a few weeks, she’s
gonna shine.” He clasped Jennings on the back and ushered him down
the stairs, trying not to think of the blonde next door.

* * * *

Taylor walked down the winding trail
that connected her house to Rhett’s. She didn’t have the right to
go to him tonight, but she was going anyway. Knowing what he’d done
to her body only made her crave more. She had been burning for him
since the moment she’d walked away three weeks ago. On the cusp of
an important decision, her head was a mess. It shouldn’t be a mess.
The job offer she’d gotten would lead her away from Dixon, exactly
like she’d always wanted. It wasn’t a job she wanted, and she
didn’t want to rush into something she’d hate.

Anxiety swelled in her chest. All her
talk of leaving and starting a new life out in the great wild had
been fine. Now that the time had come for her to put up or shut up,
she was stricken with fear.

She shouldn’t be afraid of the life
she wanted. It was within her grasp.

Her feet had started down the stairs
and out her backdoor before she’d really realized where she was
going. As soon as her bare feet hit the dusty ground, the
realization hit as well. She wanted him. She wanted him to make her
forget all her concerns and the fear. For just one more night.
Lying in his arms, her mind wouldn’t be whirring with what ifs and
buts.

She lifted her hand to knock on the
front door. It was late, and he might already be asleep. Maybe it
was best if he was.

The door opened wide a few moments
later, as she stood there and weighed whether she should leave or
not.

“
Taylor?” Rhett lifted the
back of his hand to one eye and wiped it, looking like he’d just
awoken. He was in a pair of pajama bottoms and nothing else. The
expanse of muscled chest only made the ache between her legs
build.

He took her in from head to toe and
back up again. All she wore was her nightgown. “Is everything
alright?”

“
No,” she said. It
wasn’t.

He grasped her arm and gently tugged
her inside and shut the door. She pushed herself into his arms and
kissed his lips.

Rhett pulled back, a frown marring his
handsome face. “What’s this?”

“
I want you. Do you still
want me?” She didn’t want to talk about her fears or the job. She’d
already hashed it out enough with her family. Right now, she just
wanted him to fuck her.

“
Darlin’, I doubt I’ll ever
get enough of you, but you show up in the middle of the night after
avoiding me for three weeks?”

“
It was only supposed to be
one night, I know. But why can’t one turn into two?” she asked
before leaning in to kiss him again.

“
You said something was
wrong. What’s wrong?” Concern lined his face, and he was keeping
her at arm’s length. That just wasn’t acceptable.

“
The only thing wrong is
I’m feeling really needy tonight. I’d hoped you’d take care of that
need.”

Rhett stared at her, a flash of lust
filling his gaze before it disappeared. “You know your brother came
here and told me to stay away from you. Now you show up the next
night, trying to tempt me into not being a gentleman.”

Taylor stopped cold. “He came here and
warned you off?”

“
He did. Don’t be mad at
him. If I had a sexy little sister, I’d be beating them off with a
stick, I’m sure.”

“
Jennings can go around
playing the field, but I can’t? That’s bullshit,” she spat. She
rubbed her body against Rhett’s, trying to entice him. “Are you
going to let him tell you what to do? Or are you going to be the
bad boy I need you to be?”

Fire ignited in Rhett’s eyes. “You
sure you’re ready for that?”

A shiver raced down Taylor’s spine.
“Oh, I’m ready.”

Rhett speared a hand through her hair
and tugged her head closer. The pull of his hand on the strands was
tight, but it didn’t hurt. She liked the little show of rough play,
and it made her nipples peak tightly. His lips were on hers in an
instant, his tongue sweeping between her lips. He was incessant,
seemingly as hungry for the attention as she was for
his.

She pulled away and smiled up at him.
“Now that’s more like it.”

Rhett gathered her face in his hands.
“You like it a little rough, don’t you?”

“
Yeah,” she said with a
smile on her lips before leaning up to kiss him again.

He let her take ownership of that
kiss. She drank him in, his lips soft against hers as they sampled
one another. After a few moments, he lifted her into his arms,
never breaking their connection. She wrapped her arms about his
neck and held on as he moved to the stairs and began to
climb.

Once upstairs, he headed straight for
the bedroom she’d last been in with him. When he’d reached the bed,
he broke the kiss and lowered her to the center of the
bed.

It was a new bed, freshly made, with
soft blankets and pillows. “Much better accommodations this time
around,” she said as she pushed the bedding back. Kneeling, she
pulled the nightgown over her head and dropped it on the floor
beside the bed.

She heard a soft whoosh as he exhaled.
The only light in the room was coming from the hallway, the door
ajar enough to let the rectangle of illumination sweep through.
Even so, she could still feel his stare on her body, his gaze
leaving a hot trail upon her flesh. Goose bumps skittered over the
surface and she shivered, suddenly both hot and cold. She needed
him to warm her, and she needed him now.

Reaching out a hand, she silently
beckoned him beside her. He climbed onto the bed after pulling his
pajama pants off, his thick cock already hard and jutting before
him. “You should see the rest of the place,” he murmured. “After
I’m through with you, of course.”

Without another word, he lowered
between her legs and faced her pussy. She already knew she was wet
for him. Her thighs were coated with her cream and had been since
halfway to his house.

Rhett pressed his mouth against the
opening of her channel and lapped up some of her juices. A growl
rumbled from his throat before he dove back in. He licked both her
inner thighs, taunting her with how close he was to the parts that
needed the most attention, but he was too far from her precious
spots. Laying little nipping bites as he wandered everywhere but
where she wanted him to, he made her clit throb with the need to be
caressed.

Still he played, avoiding her tortured
mews. “Rhett,” she cried, unable to put her needs into
words.

After he placed both of his hands on
either side of her hips, he finally drew his tongue through her
folds and gave her what she needed. Her back came off the bed, her
nipples pebbling harder. Taylor reached up and pinched the rosy
peaks as he feasted on her flesh and she writhed under his wicked
mouth.

He twisted his body, lying with his
head between her legs and his cock near her head. Rhett was
impressively large; the long, thickly veined shaft was too heavy to
point up against his belly. Instead it swayed before him, straight
out. She reached for him, cupping his balls in one hand and
gripping the base in the other. As she moved her hand, she traced
the veins, wanting to learn every inch and give him the kind of
pleasure he could with his mouth.

As she milked his length, he moaned
against her and gifted her with a pearl of fluid at the tip. Taylor
pressed her tongue against the fat head and tasted his essence. He
was slightly salty, but with a hint of sweetness. She circled the
tip in her mouth and swallowed a few inches, sucking him as she
moved.

Rhett took his mouth away from her
pussy to let out a hiss. He pressed several fingers into her pussy,
pumping within her as he watched her give him head. She looked up
and caught his stare, smiling around the fat length in her
mouth.

His lips were open, his breathing
short, as he observed everything she did to him.

She released him with a pop and moved
her mouth to the base, trailing her tongue from root to tip before
swallowing him again. He let out a groan and rolled his hips,
feeding her his cock while he directed his attention back to her
pussy. They indulged on one another’s bodies, sharing the pleasure
and building the fire between them.

Rhett pushed Taylor with each lick and
bite, his urgent fingers driving her closer and closer to the edge
of reason. The more he pushed, the more she had to release her hold
on his cock to cry out. She kept returning to him, wanting to give
as good as she got, but she struggled to focus on anything but the
incredible pleasure he was building within her.

Closer and closer she grew to release,
her gasping breaths not able to take in enough air. Sweat beaded on
her body as his nimble fingers played her body, swirling and
dipping in and around her pussy as she gripped him tighter in her
hands. She closed her eyes, lost to what he was doing to her,
knowing she’d break against him soon. When he moved one finger to
her ass, he pressed against the tight opening and slowly sank a
finger in, stretching the band of nerves. She sucked in a breath,
unused to that kind of play. Yet she couldn’t ignore how good it
felt.

Taylor exploded, her cries echoing off
the walls as she came for him. Rhett drank from her, his mouth
incessant. Driving her higher and higher, he sucked her clit harder
as her orgasm claimed her, only making her spiral more out of
control. She screamed his name, the rush of electricity through her
nerve endings enough to shatter her to bits. He still pushed, and
prodded, demanding more. And her body yielded to him, giving him
everything he commanded.

When she’d finally murmured her last
mindless cry, she rested against the bed and wondered if her heart
would rupture from beating too hard within her chest.

“
You alright up there?” he
asked, his voice deep and clear.

Her body responded to the lust his
words had been laden with, knowing their play was nowhere near
done. Taylor lifted to one elbow and trailed her tongue along his
cock before smiling up at him. “Couldn’t be better.”

Rhett stood, taking his cock away from
her.

“
Hey! I wasn’t done,” she
said poutily.

He walked to the bathroom, and she
heard running water for a moment. When he returned, he had a damp
washcloth in hand, which he dropped on the new bedside table. He
then opened a drawer and pulled out a condom pack and a bottle of
lube. Rhett tossed the bottle onto the bed as he began tearing open
the rubber. Lube? She was as wet as wet could be, so they didn’t
need lube. She watched him quickly cover his thick shaft before
sliding back into bed with her. Rhett pulled her up and onto her
hands and knees before rounding to kneel behind her.

Rhett opened the bottle of lube and
squeezed some into his hand. Taylor watched him closely, wondering
what he was up to. He smiled up at her before placing a wet finger
against her puckered bud.

“
Rhett?”

“
Shhh,” he said lowly. “You
came when I touched you here.”

“
I—” she stopped, not
exactly sure what she’d been about to say. Her instinct wanted her
to say no, but his finger felt so good as it slid in and out as he
spread the lube. A moan bubbled up her throat when he added a
second finger. His touch burned a little as he stretched her wider,
but she knew if he planned to enter her with his cock, he’d have to
prepare her for that entry. Slowly, he worked his fingers in and
out of her until she relaxed into his touch and met the thrusts of
his hand. Another finger was added, making her hiss. The little
bite of pain gradually ebbed as desire mounted within
her.