28. Romeo
28
Romeo
S omething had not been right with Hunter these past few weeks. Valencia had picked up on it, but Hunter had given her some bullshit excuse. He didn’t tell her about his shoulder and the MRI, but he said Webber’s injury had spooked him a little.
At first, I believed him, but lately it felt like it was more. We had started seeing less and less of him, which had tipped off Valencia enough for her to say something and the last two days we had stayed at his house and mine. I was getting tired of this, and tonight while Valencia had to get on a live, I was going to get to the bottom of what was going on with Hunter.
We won another game, and it felt damn good since we had lost the last two games. Watson had been bumped up to our line, but we didn’t work as well, so Coach put Bennett in. We worked a lot better with Bennett and even though we still needed a lot of practice, we were doing good.
Webber offered some advice to Bennett the last time we saw him. We went to his house once or twice a week to check in on him. His surgery had gone well, but the doctor said his healing time might be difficult since his patella had shattered. We were hopeful he would be back next season. He was in the stands today, cheering us on, even though we told him to stay home.
Hunter was stoic as he got ready. I didn’t want to give him a heads up on what I wanted to do, for fear he might run away. I rushed to shower and got changed, keeping an eye on Hunter so he didn’t leave without me. As I was getting my bag, my phone rang.
My father’s number appeared, and I hesitated to answer it. I hadn’t been in the mood to speak to him since he came out to see me. He was toxic, along with my uncle and I didn’t need that shit. My entire life had been about me proving myself to be worthy of his attention. The run-in I had with Tomás proved just how much he had poisoned us.
I ignored his call when my brother’s name popped on my phone. My mind thought something might have happened, so I answered.
“Everything ok?” I grabbed my bag, cradling the phone between my head and my shoulder
“Dad needs to speak with you,” he said.
“I just finished a game, does he really need to speak with me?” I huffed. “Can this wait till tomorrow?”
“No, it can’t.” I stilled when I heard his voice.
Fucking Tomás.
“I still gotta see the trainer,” I lied. “Can we make it quick?”
“I don’t give a shit what the hell you have to do,” he snarled. “I expect you tomorrow for breakfast. You’ve been absent a lot lately and your mother mentioned you didn’t go to lunch with her the other day.”
“I’ve missed three occasions, two because I’ve been tired after I play back-to-back games and fly back. Mom rescheduled and I had a game the day she wanted to have lunch,” I snapped. “I won’t be coming tomorrow because I am exhausted and frankly, I don’t feel like sitting through a meal with you berating me for god knows what, just to make yourself feel better.”
“Don’t you dare speak to me like that,” he snapped. “You’ve been hanging around that old hockey player too much thinking you’re hot shit, when you are nothing.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” I clipped, wondering if Tomás recognized Hunter and told our father about him.
“I see you and him photographed together a little too close for my liking,” he growled. “You are representing the Gomez name and that doesn’t include constantly hanging out with a man.”
He had never said this out loud, but I had always suspected his machisimo would permit him from being ok with anyone who didn’t fit his “view of the world”. It made me hate him even more.
“He’s my teammate, what do you expect me to do, he’s on my line,” I snarled. “You know what, this is why I don’t go over.”
I hung up my phone and noticed the locker room was emptier than it had previously been. Shit, Hunter had already left. I put my phone in my pocket and walked out of the locker room to see Webber and some guy who I assumed was his best friend.
Valencia was talking to the best friend, laying her hand on his shoulder. What the fuck was going on? Looking around, I saw Hunter was in the group, his focus on the hand Valencia had on the douche canoe.
“Hey, man,” I said a little too loudly, walking up to hug him.
“Ro!” He hugged me back. “Damn, you guys are looking great out there. I was telling Bennett he was doing a whole lot better.”
He seemed happy, but you could tell he was bummed.
“Yeah, slowly we are, we miss you though,” I said, stepping back.
“Yeah, Ro. Have you met my best friend?” he asked pointing at the guy Valencia was still talking to.
“Nope,” I said, holding out my hand getting ready to slide next to him, but Valencia glared at me like she knew what I was doing. “Nice to meet you, man.”
“You too,” he said, giving me an appreciative glance.
He was cute and that thought made me happy, it felt like I was one step closer to being exactly who I wanted to be.
“Alright,” Webber said, looking exhausted. “I need to get home and rest.”
We said our goodbyes as most of the guys started to head to their cars and I watched Valencia walk away. Looking over my shoulder, Hunter was doing the same thing.
“That was the guy she was flirting with,” he said, watching her for a moment more.
I clenched my jaw in jealousy. “That looked too friendly.”
“I agree,” he said, hiking his bag up onto his shoulder. “I’ll see you later.”
He turned around before I could respond. I caught up to him just as he left the building.
“Can we hang out?” I asked and I swore I saw him flinch. “My dad called and?—”
I heard him take a deep breath like he was annoyed. For the first time in the last few weeks, I felt whatever we had was starting to crack. Hunter had checked out so why was I trying to keep us together?
“Ro?”
Fuck, we hadn’t ended the contract, and I already felt like I missed him.
“Sorry,” I said, keeping my voice even, looking for my car. “I’m tired, I think I’m just gonna go home.”
I headed towards my car to get the hell out of here before I said or did something stupid.
“Ro!”
I didn’t want to stop, but a part of me hoped that I was just imagining things. I turned around as Hunter stopped in front of me.
“Come home with me,” he said, like he was unsure of what he was doing.
This might be our last time and if this was it, I wanted one more thing from Hunter.
“Ok,” I said.
It was like a light was flipped as we entered his condo. Hunter pushed me against the door. Our kisses were frantic, his tongue fought with mine, trying to gain dominance but the push and pull of it was making me hornier.
“Bed now,” he growled, kissing me again, taking my shirt off walking a few feet before we clashed together again.
We left a trail of clothing going into his room and when I pulled down his boxers, I knelt before him, taking him in my mouth. He groaned, threading his hands through my hair, thrusting slowly into my mouth. I wasn't as good as he was, but I managed to get most of his cock in my mouth.
“Dammit, Ro, that fucking mouth and your enthusiasm always makes me want to come so quickly,” he moaned, thrusting into my mouth making me gag.
I pulled back, kissing the tip of his cock. “What about fucking my ass?”
His eyes snapped down to me, he studied me with wide eyes.
“Fuck, Ro, don’t say that shit if you’re not ready for me to do that.” He pulled me up.
“I’ve been thinking about it for a while,” I said, feeling my cheeks heat.
And this might be the last time I have you.
He didn’t need to know that last part. I just needed to do this and then protect myself.
It will hurt more if you give him a piece of you.
His gaze made me wonder if what I was feeling was splashed across my face.
“Dammit, Ro, I would give you anything you asked me for,” he said, grabbing me by the neck and kissing me.
Don’t end this.
I kissed Hunter with everything in me, wishing Valencia was here. She needed to be here even if maybe she wasn’t aware of what was going on. It might be the last time. I pushed away my sad inner thoughts. Our cocks rutted against each other with pleasure dancing along my body. He guided me to the bed and pushed me to lay down for him. He moved to his nightstand to grab the lube and when he knelt before me, nerves danced in my stomach.
“Fuck me first,” he said, standing up.
“What?” I sat up confused.
“Come on, baby, let’s flip fuck,” he grinned, pulling me in for a kiss.
He laid down, spreading his legs open for me. I grabbed the lube, putting a generous amount on my fingers before taking his cock in my mouth and pushing in my finger slowly.
“You don’t have to be gentle,” he groaned. “Give me two fingers.”
I moaned around his cock, slipped another finger in and lazily sucked his cock because I didn’t want him to come. He pushed back on my fingers, fucking himself. Hunter was sexy as hell but when was a whimpering mess, he was breathtaking.
I slid in a third finger, popping off his cock to lean over to kiss him. His hips rolled trying to find some friction and I kept my body away so he would suffer a bit.
“Dammit, Ro, fuck me,” he whimpered against my mouth. “I need your cock.”
I wanted to savor this, but he stroked my cock like the tease he was. I lubed up my cock, notched it into his hole before pushing in slowly.
“Fuck, Hunter,” I groaned as I was halfway in.
“Yes, do that, Ro,” he chuckled, before moaning as I slid in more.
His ass had me in a tight grip as I bottomed out, staying still to give him time to adjust.
“Ro,” he moaned, rolling his hips, fucking himself on my cock.
The sight was mesmerizing and I needed more. I slowly pulled my hips away and slammed into him.
“Yes!” Hunter called out putting his hand on my hips, pulling me into him.
“When I fuck you, I’m in charge,” I growled. “None of this topping from the bottom.”
I grabbed his hands, pinning them above his head and slamming into him. We cried out together. The pleasure was overwhelming, and I chased my orgasm like it was my last breath.
“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck,” Hunter panted, and I fucked him hard.
“Hunter, you feel so damn good,” I said, before my orgasm slammed into me.
I growled as my pleasure rolled through me making my legs weak, catching myself before landing on Hunter.
“Holy shit,” I said, rolling over.
Hunter kissed me softly then got up and before I knew it he was cleaning my cock with soap, rinsing me off with a washcloth.
“I wanna suck this cock while I get your ass ready.” He winked at me, walking back to the bathroom.
That’s when the nerves kicked in. We had played with my ass before, but his cock was so much bigger than anything we had ever used. He walked back, still hard, and pulled me to the edge of the bed. He kissed the tip of my soft cock before pushing my leg up on the bed, taking my cock in his mouth. Hunter had me squirming and panting by the time he pushed a finger inside of me.
He fucked me with his finger while he sucked my cock, bringing it back to life and when he pushed two fingers in me, the burn made me buck up into his mouth. It wasn’t too painful, but as soon as he touched my prostate, the thought of pain went away.
When I was writhing again, he pushed a third finger in me, the stretch was enough to almost make me regret my decision. My body resisted the stretch until his mouth sucked on my cock again. My cock hardened when he hit my prostate again. I rolled my hips against his finger and soon after that his fingers slid out of my hole with ease.
“Hunt, fuck me,” I groaned, thrusting up into his mouth.
He ignored me for another minute until he made me whimper for him. He grinned as he stood up, leaning over me with his fingers still in me.
“You’re so hot when you get desperate, but I think I want to hear you beg,” he kissed my sternum, still fucking me with his fingers.
“Please,” I whined, throwing my head back when he touched my prostate again.
“You can do better,” he growled.
“Please fuck me, Sir,” I whimpered.
It happened so fast I didn’t know what the hell he was doing at first. He rolled me over to straddle his lap thrusting in between my cheeks.
“I want you to fuck me,” he groaned. “I want you to have control.”
I nodded my head trying to ignore the way he was looking at me. It felt too intimate for what I knew might happen after this. Reaching for his cock I positioned it at my entrance slowly sliding down. The head of his cock slipped past the tight ring of muscle making me stay still from the stretch. Damn fucking Hunter for his big cock.
“You're doing so good,” he said, stroking my cock.
My body relaxed enough that I slid down a little more. breathing through the sting until I was flush against him.
“You feel enormous.” I looked down at Hunter who looked like he might blow.
I rolled my hips to tease him, and he grasped my hips to stop me from moving.
“Fuck, Ro, you’re so tight,” he said through gritted teeth. “Give me a minute so I don’t blow.”
I leaned over to kiss him, hoping to distract him until he started to thrust up into me. Placing my hands on his chest I leaned up, rolled my hips groaning as the sensation thrummed through me. The burn disappeared giving way to something that felt fucking incredible. I tried bouncing on his dick and it was just as good. I switched back and forth between the motions until I heard a whimper behind me. Looking around, Valencia was by the door, flushed with desire. She had her hand down her pants as she bit her bottom lip.
“Get your ass over here,” Hunter growled.
“I think I can get off just watching you,” she said, not moving. “You look so fucking hot together.”
“Now, Temptress,” he snapped, putting her in motion. “We need you.”
She got on the bed without pants reaching for me. I rolled my hips fucking myself as I pulled her in for a kiss. Having her here was perfect, I felt emotional about it. Taking her shirt off, I took her nipple in my mouth, sucking and biting it before I made her straddle Hunter.
I caught a glimpse of her drenched pussy. As she kissed Hunter, I pushed my fingers in her. She was soaking for us. I needed her desperately, pulling her back to my cock sliding in easily. We cried out as we all stayed still. I needed us to all be connected just one last time. Valencia pushed back into me as Hunter thrust up.
“Fuck!” I grabbed Valencia’s hips like I was holding on for dear life.
The sensation of fucking and being fucked was the closest I think I would get to fucking heaven. It pushed me into a space where I could feel our connection and this bond we had created. No matter what happened, this moment tied us together. This contract gave us something I had never expected, a freedom only given by what we had built. They might not realize it, but no matter where life took them, they would always be mine. They would always belong to me.
I couldn’t hold back any longer, my orgasm hit me like a wrecking ball. My body seized from the intensity as each wave of pleasure had me almost blacking out.
“Oh my god!” Valencia shouted, her pussy tightening around me, making my orgasm last longer just as Hunter released inside of me.
Valencia leaned back to kiss me while Hunter rubbed his hand up and down my legs. She pulled away with a tired smile, leaning down to kiss Hunter, oblivious to what was happening between all of us.
“I felt like I needed to come over and I’m so glad I did,” she said against Hunter’s lips.
“Us too,” I said, running my hands up and down her spine.
They kissed for a moment before Valencia rolled over and Hunter and I stared at each other. Maybe he felt it, maybe this might change his mind. His expression was unsure. I kissed him with everything I had, hoping that tonight might change his mind.
We cleaned up, getting under the covers as we all snuggled together with Hunter in the middle of us. As their breathing evened out, I wished that they felt the shift in us, and it wasn’t just me being hopeful that they might love me too.