Off the Field: Bad Boy Sports Romance Read Free Page B

made it all about me and my pleasure. And because of that, I’d done the same for him.
    The honeymoon period would end eventually, but we communicated well because we had spent so much time together over the years. He changed his last name before we got married. It helped us avoid awkward conversations with strangers and acquaintances. Friends and family were aware of the truth, but they came to accept our love for each other as real.
    After the pregnancy, my life really changed forever. It’s a cliché to talk about the joy and wonder of your first child, but something clicked in my mind as I held Chaz in my arms. Lance smiled, happier than I’d ever seen him. In that moment, it all made sense.
    Money was fine, but it truly was all about family. One of my greatest joys would be to see Lance teach Chaz how to play soccer as we lived happily ever after. Will I ever get what I want out of life? I wondered as Lance watched a match on television.
    “What do you want to do tonight?” I asked.
    “Same thing we do every night,” he said, not looking away from the screen.
    “We don’t have to become boring now that we’re parents. We can get a babysitter sometime.”
    “Really? You’re ready for that?” He looked over at me.
    I nodded. “I miss you so much. We were so close, and now…”
    “Yeah, I know,” he said, staring at me with a hungry look in his eyes. “I want you so bad, but…”
    “The baby takes all our time,” I interrupted, finishing his thought.
    He stood up and walked over to me. A moment later, he threw his strong arms around me.
    “I love you,” he said, leaning in to kiss me on the lips.
    I moaned as he held me tight and our lips met. His kiss made me wet - until the baby started crying. With a sigh, I broke away and walked toward the nursery.
    “It’s okay,” he said, stopping me. “I got it.”
    “You sure?”
    He nodded. “Just don’t turn of the game, okay?”
    I smiled as he walked away to take care of our baby. He was such a good father. Once he finished college, we would be able to concentrate on building our family. I couldn’t wait.
     

 
     
     
    Lance
     
     
     
    “Just one more time,” I begged as we laid in bed next to each other. “The babysitter has him all night.”
    “Really? Again?”
    “We never have any time together anymore.”
    “Are you saying you regret becoming a father?”
    “What?” I sat up in bed. “Not at all. I love him and you a lot.”
    “I’m just checking,” she said.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “What makes you think something is wrong?”
    “I can just tell,” I said, reaching out to run my hand over a naked breast.
    “Mmm,” she moaned, not stopping me.
    As I rubbed her hard, dark nipple, my cock stirred between my legs. She spread her legs. I moved between them and positioned myself to enter her tight, wet, and willing pussy. That tightness! I thought as I pushed in and our of her sweet hole. When she wrapped her arms around my back, I pounded even faster.
    The scent of strawberries drifted through the air from the shampoo in her hair. I stared into her eyes, wanting to read all her thoughts, especially the dirty ones. She did not look away, which is one of the many reasons I loved her. I felt her hands move down to my ass, pulling me forward a little more with each thrust.
    “Fuck me,” she said breathlessly, her chest moving up and down.
    I looked down at her breasts, the milky white flesh moving like poetry, as I slowed down my strokes, wanting to draw it out. To be honest, I was tired, but I couldn’t get enough of her. We stared at each other intently, both of our faces contorted in pleasure.
    “Faster,” she hissed. “Fuck me faster.”
    I obeyed. I married the best woman on Earth, I thought as I got caught up in the moment. In a flash, I gasped as my cock throbbed deep inside her. As my orgasm raced through my body, sending pleasure everywhere, she cried out as well. After so many times, we had finally timed everything