RHINO: A Bad Boy Sports Romance (With FREE Bonus Novel OFFSIDE!) (59 page)

“
You’re soft for such a big guy.”

“
What can I say, Penny? You had me worried.”

“
You’re not the only one. Dad looks like a zombie.”

I still can’t believe she’s awake and I have to keep touching her just to make sure.  

“
Where have you been?”

Penny shrugs. “Nowhere good. I don’t really remember.”

“
You know how long?”

“
Long enough to know we’ve lost again.”

“
Fuck the tiger’s, Penny.”

“
Now you’re beginning to sound like Topher.”

I laugh it off. “Did your dad tell you?”

“
Tell me what?”

I decide now isn’t the best time to rat her dad out for his part in her ending up here. When she’s got a bit more strength she’ll be in a better position to deal with the betrayal.

“
He’s letting me stay until the rest of the season.”

Penny can’t hide her smile.

“
He’s that desperate for home help?”

“
Come on, it’s only a little swelling on the brain. You know you shouldn’t be awake at all.”

“
So I hear. I guess I can’t sleep if I know Moxlin are losing.”

“
How do you know that?”

“
Intuition I guess.”

“
You look terrible by the way.”

“
Thanks, Honey.”

“
I had to tell them I was your partner, they wouldn’t let me stay otherwise.”

Penny gathers my hand in hers. “Dad told me you wouldn’t leave.”

I shrug. “The food’s not that bad, and it isn’t all that different from my room at home.”

“
Anyone tell you you’re stubborn?”

“
Hey, there’s being stubborn and there’s wanting to win.”

Penny smiles and then looks away briefly. “Sorry, Jasper.”

“
What for?”

“
For this, for putting you through it. For ending up here.”

“
How do you feel?”

“
Awful.”

“
That’s good.”

“
How is that good?”

“
It means your body works.”

Penny shakes her head. “Two weeks. I remember being in the car and my cell ringing and then nothing after that but, I don’t know, Dad for a while, you, the doctors, it’s all a bit of a jumble.”

“
It doesn’t matter.”

“
What was the score?”

“
Seriously?”

“
Come on, you know I want to know.”

Penny reaches for her water with a shaky hand and I help her drink it.

“
It was close, 34-7.”

“
Real close.”

“
Better than last year.”

“
Everything’s better than last year.”

“
We still have a chance.”

“
Are
you
still
we
?”

“
Now that you’re better I am.”

“
Two weeks without food. I suppose I’ll have lost weight.”

“
I made sure they put extra in your tubes.”

Penny rolls her eyes at me. “So when are you getting me out of here.”

“
Soon as they’ll let me.”

“
Don’t let them put me under again, I didn’t think I’d ever wake up.”

“
You’re not the only one. Don’t worry, I won’t let them do it again.”

“
You know what?”

“
What?”

“
I know it sounds weird, but I’m horny.”

“
Horny?”

Penny nods.

“
You missed me, huh?”

“
Fuck yeah I missed you.”

“
I guess we better get you out of here as soon as possible.”

“
I think that’s a very good idea.”

It takes longer than I want. There are forms to fill in, tests to complete, criteria to fit and promises to make. We are given medication, a wheelchair, crutches and advise on post-hospital care, none of which we can concentrate on for long enough to listen properly to.

They don’t want to let her go, partly because they still can’t work out why she woke up in the first place unaided, but they don’t have a choice. Penny may be recovering still, but she’s no longer critical. She’s out of the woods, confident she’s seen enough of hospital beds, doctors and food in tubes for a lifetime, and desperate now to get home.

We decline the wheelchair, although Penny makes me push her around some of the hospital corridors first, just to try it out. She declines the crutches too, because as she rightly points out, a broken rib and a bust up arm don’t exactly hinder her from walking.

In the car, on the way back to her house I have to ask her.

“
So?”

“
So, what?”

“
So, you know. You woke up, just like that.”

“
You know I’m a light sleeper.”

“
Come on, no bullshit now, what happened?”

“
You really want to know what I think it was?”

“
I really want to know what you think it was.”

“
We’ve been fucking now, regularly, for like a month or more.”

“
And?”

“
I reckon my body missed it.”

Penny slides her hand over my thigh, not quite to my cock, but in such a way she subtly suggests that she’s thinking about it.

“
Come on.”

“
Seriously.”

“
You know I didn’t want to say.”

Penny smiles.

“
You could have, you know, I wouldn’t have minded.”

“
I thought about it.”

“
You’re sick, you know that?!”

“
I was worried I might not get another chance.”

“
I was too. I thought you’d be in England already by now.”

“
Well, you know, when the Tigers need me.”

“
They’re not the only ones.”

“
Yeah.”

“
I’m glad you’re here, Jasper, seriously.”

“
I know, right? Imagine having to wake up with Topher’s ugly mug glaring down at you.”

She appreciates the joke, even though I know it stings a bit.

“
Take me home and fuck me, please.”

“
You are so romantic.”

“
Don’t fuck around, Jasper. I want that big dick of yours inside me and I want you to make me scream.”

“
I don’t remember you being this demanding. They must have done something to your brain inside there.”

Penny gives me a side glance that makes my cock throb with desire for her. I can’t believe I nearly lost her. Two weeks in a coma, three more days to get her discharged, I seriously thought this could be the end of us.

“
Don’t tell me you’ve changed.”

She doesn’t even need me to get it out to show her I haven’t. Having her hand roll over it feels incredible. It’s been just as long for her as it has for me, and she’s not the only one desperate to show how much of an affect our forced break has had.

“
Careful, Penny, you wouldn’t want to cause another accident.”

“
Don’t, the last thing I need is another three weeks in hospital.”

It feels good to be home with her. While she’s been in hospital I haven’t been here either, so for both of us it’s a welcome feeling.

She’s tired from the constant tests, the fact she’s still recovering and the excitement at having me here with her, so I carry her from the car, as she wraps her good arm around me as tight as she can manage and leaves her bandaged arm to hang.

“
You know I’m giving you free reign.”

“
That’s a huge responsibility.”

“
I was hoping you’d see it that way.”

“
It might not be as easy for you to come, you know, after all that brain injury.”

“
Then I guess you’ll just have to try twice as hard.”

“
I think you’ve got
hard
on the brain.”

“
Then you better make sure I’ve got it elsewhere instead.”

I carry her to the bedroom and lay her out on the bed like expensive cloth.

“
I’m diving right in, just so you know.”

“
Mmmmhmmm.”

Her dress puts up little challenge. It’s one of the summery ones she likes to wear even though we’ve long since left the balmy temperatures behind us in favor of much less appreciable weather. I don’t even pretend when I peel it back, folding layer upon layer to reveal the see through silky fabric of her panties beyond, and the subtle perfection of her pussy behind that.

I don’t even need to tell her what doing this to her is doing to me, because she can hear it already in the lilting of my breath, the favorable grunts I find impossible to confine within me and the greed at which my hands go to the fabric to tear her panties off her.

One thing I have always loved about Penny, from the very first time we fucked, is just how turned on she gets even before I’ve done anything but kiss her lips or tug lightly at the back of her hair.

Right now, before I take my fingers to her, or glide my tongue along her slit to open her up, I can see, glistening in the soft light from above, just how wet she is. She’s wet for me, and I can’t begin to describe how much of a turn on that is.

“
You know I love you, Penny. I’ve told you that right?”

Penny lets her legs fall open in a way that communicates to me exactly what she wants right now.

“
Shut up, Jasper and show me.”

I can’t help but smile. Girls that make their boyfriends run around after them are one species and girls that command their men in the bedroom are another entirely. I love nothing more than to have women tell me what they like and then have the balls to command me do it for them, and there is no single woman in the world I have enjoyed doing it, nor want to do it more than this one.

Penny could make me her bitch any day and I’d lie back and lap it up like a good little British bad boy. She’s practically immobile at the moment, so if I wanted to, I could flip the situation and make her mine, but right now I’m perfectly happy to follow orders.

I could make her come with gentle flicks of my middle finger, or rock her peacefully towards orgasm with the tip of my tongue, but I can tell already that neither of those things are going to be anywhere near satisfying enough for her. She wants cock and she wants it inside her, hard, deep and for long enough that she really does think she’s died and gone to heaven.

I tongue her pussy hole, just because I want to taste her cum, and a few seconds after pressing myself against her I have to hold her in place to stop her wriggling away.

“
I can’t tell you-.”

So deep inside her I can feel her muscles crushing my tongue.

“
-how much I’ve missed that.”

It doesn’t take long to push her to the edge. Thumbs to pull her wide, my tongue on her anus and back inside her pussy, light blows across her swollen clit, the vision of her lying there like a fallen angel is absolutely majestic. There is something so satisfying and something so erotic about seeing a girl you love lying prone on a bed, with her dress still on and gathered around her waist, her sticky cum shining around her legs and seeping into the bed, inviting you to plow her.

I drop my trousers. I peel off my shirt and stand there at the end of the bed so erect my cock feels like it might burst.

“
I’m going to fuck you, Penny.”

“
Fuck me, Jasper. Fuck me so hard I scream.”

“
I’m going to come so deep inside you you’ll be leaking my juices until Christmas.”

“
Stop being romantic and start getting dirty.”

“
I love it when you back chat me.”

“
I love it when you show me I’m yours.”