The Quarterback's Baby: A Secret Baby Sports Romance (3 page)

Chapter Seven

I never realized until I opened the door that the room was stunning; it was decked in soft creams and whites, and there was so much space in the room. Noah was in the king sized bed that was next to the window, which led directly on to the balcony, giving us the perfect panoramic view of the city. I stared for a split second, avoiding Noah’s stare
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He was watching me
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I slowly made my way to the bed. I assumed he was naked, because his suit was scattered on the floor and I could see his perfect, 6-ab chest. All I wanted to do was stroke it, hold it, but I had to take my time. Savor every moment.

He didn’t hesitate to blurt out, quivering as he spoke, “You look hot!”

I peeled back the sheet to see the gift that I was going to receive in return. His cock sprang into view. It was long, and almost as thick as my wrist. Warmth gushed through me as I couldn’t believe that I was excited about having him inside of me
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My body started to stir and I looked up and saw that Noah had that look in his eyes; the raw, carnal need that I couldn’t help but respond to.

I reached out and stroked the length of him.

My body was aching for him, begging to be satisfied. Neither of us moved, I was lacing my fingers on his cock. My eyes were engaged with his, he could have taken me, but instead he seemed to enjoy just watching me
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His fingers started to make their way to my pussy. One by one they traced up my leg until I opened my leg slightly to find their way home through my crotchless fish net bodice
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“Fuck, you’re so wet for me,” he said
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“I love that I do this to you. It makes me so hard,” he croaked.

His finger felt amazing, so much better then mine. His seemed to know what to do, whereas mine just went up my crotch trying to imagine what he would do. I bucked against him on the bed, pushing him deeper and he responded by siding in to the lowest knuckle, and crooking his finger in a ‘come hither’ gesture that made my insides just want to melt
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“Someone wants me just as much as I want them right now?”

Then he put a second finger inside of me to join the first one. He wanted to stretch me wider. The rough pad of his thumb found my clit and began to work it in slow circles.

My body started to hum and I was so close to the edge. I had done it so many times before, but not so easily. Not like this, and not with Noah. I braced myself against his legs preparing for that sweet release to come tearing through me
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I lifted my butt up in the air and this time, I put my mouth where my fingers were and started to suck him.

At first I felt like I wanted to gag. He took the invitation with open arms as he held on to my butt cheeks and then his tongue started to dart in and out of my pussy. It slid to the side until he found my clit, and that was when I couldn’t control myself any longer.

I held on to his balls and started to jerk them with my hands and the head of his dick with my mouth.

“Hmm, hmm,” I just went deeper. I had tried this once before and hadn’t been able to go through with it. Noah never forced me. He said that all good things come to those who wait. The wait was finally over.

His dick tasted like a salty corn dog, so juicy and nice. I swung my head from side to side a
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we fucked each other with our tongues. It was obvious that I wasn’t the only one that was going to come. I could feel an orgasm rearing up inside of me and his breath was coming in little spurts and there was a low growl emanating from his throat. I loved that sound. It meant that I was making him feel that way.

Me, Ava Parker.

His best friend.

The one that he had spent so many nights with, telling his darkest secrets to. I was here in the same bed with him, not only listening, but fulfilling him in ways that I couldn’t possibly imagine. Sure, I used to fantasize about it, but it was nothing compared to the real thing. His fingers tightened against my ass. Digging into my skin
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“I’m going to come, Ava,” he warned, maybe thinking that I would pull out, that I didn’t want to taste what was soon going to be inside of me the next time around. I wanted to taste him. All of him
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I thrust harder and picked up my speed until I felt that he couldn’t control it anymore and he exploded into my mouth. I swallowed it just like Carly had told me to do. Head back and don’t think about it, or you may want to spit it out.

But that was the thing
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The salty, slimy sea of sperm that entered in my mouth went down like a hot shot of tequila. It tasted so good and I laughed as I swallowed, milking every last drop.

Noah never let go. He never stopped until he knew that he wasn’t the only one coming as I let out a scream and dropped to the bed He laughed as he cradled my head
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“Did you enjoy it?” he asked
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I replied with no hesitation, “I enjoyed you."

Chapter Eight

I was lying next to him, nestled and watching the sun was start to rise. I’d forgotten what it felt like to have Noah wrapped around me. Before, we used to do it as kids, but as we got older and more hormonal we stopped. Especially when we’d said that we would wait until after Prom.

I wished that we could stay here forever.

“When do we need to go back?”

He must have been thinking the same thing too as he said, “Shh, don’t worry about that for now. We still have time. I just want us to enjoy it. I wanted to take it slow. I didn’t meant to grab you, or even have you like that at first. I had planned it all in my head,” he said as he laughed and used his hand to cradle his head.

“Me too.” I thought that he may make fun of me but I confessed it anyway as I lifted my head to face his, “
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was going to do a strip tease. I’ve been practicing for weeks.”

He asked, “Really?”

I nodded and he started to get curious as he lifted his head up and said, “Show me.”

I hesitated for a moment, wondering if he was really serious. He wanted me to get up in my fish net bodice and start dancing.

He said, “Wait,” just as I was about to get of the bed and added, “But you’re wearing too many clothes.”

He untied the satin bows that were at my back and I released the see-through bodice. It dropped to my feet and, I started to lift my legs in the air and do light kicks.

The sun was slightly shining through the curtains and the room was pretty bright. I thought about dimming it and hiding my body, but he seemed fascinated by my moves. I was humming to One call away by Charlie Puth, and I knew that I had him hooked.

I held on to the posts at either side of the bed and then I started to kneel to the floor.

Noah purred, “Work it, girl.”

I knew that he liked what he saw. I wrapped one of my legs around the post, and rubbed my pussy up and down it.

I was acting like a professional stripper.

Teasing him like a hooker that wanted to get paid.

Playing with him as if I knew what I was doing, and the only thing that came through my mind as my little performance came to an end was, “We still haven’t done it yet.”

His cock was hard and as my lips slowly made their way towards his, he whispered, “What are you waiting for?”

Then he grabbed my ass and I sat down on him. It was too hard and too quick.

So he quickly lifted me up and said, “Sorry.”

I liked being on top. The one in charge, so I slowly went down, keeping his dick inlined with my desperately wet pussy.

And then his head was teasing my clit as if it was made for him. Every part of my body tingled whenever he was near, touching me with his hand on my butt pushing me down, slowly.

It stopped hurting and pleasure took over me as he grabbed my breasts and used that to rock me back and forth. It was only within seconds that I felt like a natural. Nothing about what I was doing felt new.

“This feels so good,” I moaned as I swung my head back. My butt was moving back and forth, and Noah was playing with my nipples and squeezing my breasts. Sex was everything that I had possibly imagined it to be, but a thousand times better.

He was in so deep, his cock was big and rubbed against my walls.

“Come to me baby,” he screamed as the posts started to bang harder against the wall. I didn’t care if everyone in the hotel could hear us. There was only one thing that was on my mind: Noah’s fat dick rubbing against me.

He had one hand on my breast and the other on my hip, and he started to moan louder.

“I can’t stop!” he screamed, and I knew what he was talking about.

Noah wanted to come. He couldn’t hold it any longer.

“This feels so good,” he said as he started moving my hips faster, using both hands to move my butt.

He wanted me deeper inside of him and I was moving on top of him as if I was a rag doll.

“I’m there.” It was a crazy thing to say, but the electricity that was coming through my body felt like a tidal wave. It was fast and sharp and as soon as I felt his sperm shoot up inside of me, I knew that I never came alone.

I flopped on top of him and all of a sudden it was as if he was panicking as he said, “Shit, you started the pill right?”

I kissed him on the lips, trying to tease him about it. “Well, it’s a bit late to be asking now. But don’t worry, all has been taken care of.”

As I’d said to myself and to him a thousand times, I wanted this time to be perfect. Sure, we would have kids, but not now and especially not when he was just starting college. That would be selfish of me and he was my best friend as well as my lover. I not only cared about him, I loved him with all my heart.

Chapter Nine

The second time with Noah was even more tiring than the first time. So, when we finally went home, I fell asleep instantly, happy that I wasn’t going to be facing with the wrath of Michelle as soon as we got home. Noah told me, “Don’t worry about Mom, she’ll be away by the time we get back. Your dad’s taking her on holiday.”

That was the best news that I had had in a long time. The view, the time I had with Noah was magical. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t want to share it with my friends. They would want to know all the details and, for once in my life, I wanted to keep that to myself. It felt like mine and Noah’s little secret, and I didn't want to share it. Not now. I wasn't sure if after I got my energy back and felt like more than just a sex toy I would want to share it. I had no idea how he managed such virility, and he had enough stamina for ten men
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I shouldn’t have complained, because I had wanted it for so long. I woke up feeling refreshed, with a pleasant ache between my legs. I thought back to th
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night and how magical it had been with Noah, and that made me drift back to sleep. Knowing that we were back home and nothing had changed. We were together for now and for eternity. Even the distance of college wouldn’t force us apart. Graduation was the only stepping stone that I had to do in my life right now. Everything else would just happen naturally.

“Good night my love,” Noah said as he laid on my bed and held me in his arms.

“I love you,” I whispered as I faced him. I kissed him and wished that our parents weren’t coming back, so we wouldn’t have to go back to our own rooms.

“I love you more,” Noah smiled as he used the back of his hand to curve my face. I loved when he did that. It felt so comforting.

“Everything has happened the way that it should have done. I hate the fact that I’m going to college.” he sighed as he reminisced about us being apart.

“You’re going to secure your future.”

He shook his head, “Our future. Sure, it’s always been my dream to play, but the whole idea of a life without you just isn’t worth thinking about.”

I felt naive and silly to think that someone like me, someone whose dream was to be a realtor, could be the girlfriend, let alone the wife, of an all-star quarterback.

“But if you hit it big… I mean, I’ll just be a realtor, nothing more. Pretty pathetic if you ask me.”

He rested his head on his hand as he sat up. “Don’t you ever think of yourself as that. Never. I thought we got past that.”

To say I used to have self-esteem issues is not an exaggeration. I kind of hid in my shell. What brought me out of that shell? The boy that used to live across the street. The good looking one with emerald eyes and dark hair. He showed me how to be confident.

“Fuck if your mom doesn’t want to know you and doesn’t know how precious you are. You have a grandma that loves you. A dad that cares and the boy from across the road that’s always got your back; remember you always used to say that to me as a kid whenever I felt down?”

He wrapped his arm around my back and said, “Now, you’re getting too sentimental. And even when I go to Princeton, I’ve still got your back.”

I slapped his bare butt and said, “You better.”

That was the last thing I said as he started to gently snore in my ear and it felt like music. A harmony that soon put me to sleep.