The Soccer Mom's Bad Boy (10 page)

The statement dropped into the conversation as it had been, was taken in the same lightness and everyone moved on. Since there were no screams of horror and the preteen didn’t turn up her nose, I figured it could be revisited at a more appropriate time in the future.

“I know what mom, Dane looks like he works out, why don’t you let him teach you?” As far as I could tell she didn’t need to change shit about herself, I like that little pouch thing she had going on. Especially when I was hitting her from the back spoon fashion, it was something for me to play with.

“Oh I don’t know Alana, and what’s with you volunteering Dane’s services?” She was trying to play it off but I could tell that she was being shy about the whole thing. I don’t see the fuck why, I’ve already seen her naked.

“I don’t think you need it, but if you’re serious I would be more than happy to work out a routine with you.” Shit, I wouldn’t mind seeing her in one of those tight fitting gym get-ups that the women wear, just more entertainment for my dick.

We went back to eating and the conversation switched to the upcoming recital. Alana was a multi talented kid, not only was she heavy into sports, or as heavy as a twelve year old could be, but she was also a musician and a budding dancer slash actress.

“Dane you’ll be there right; please say you’ll come.” Wow, she was making this too easy for me. I’d heard horror stories from the guys about what I could expect from a preteen girl but so far I haven’t seen any of that.

Ilene seems to have done an excellent job of raising her kid, even with all that she herself had had to go through here in the last year or so. I was proud of her for that shit, because from what I’ve seen on paper, it couldn’t have been easy keeping her head up in the little town she’d grown up in all her life after the blow the asshole had landed her.

“Of course I’ll be there, wouldn’t miss it. I’m even brining my camera along.” That seemed to make her happy enough, and she moved onto something else. The kid needed a sibling to keep up with her many change of subjects. Which reminds me, I’d better breed Ilene a year apart so our kids would have each other. This town seems to be low on pregnancies or some shit. The fuck I know!

After leaving them I had to go run a check on the asshole that had slipped through the security detail that had had him under surveillance for the past six months.

“Cole any word on Simon?”

“No boss, he’s in the wind, we have our people all over on the lookout, especially our borders but so far no one has seen or heard anything. You sure you don’t want us to head that way?”

“If it comes to that I’ll let you know, but for now I’ve got it. I’m going to need some stuff from my place though and I’m not too jazzed about leaving them alone for the day or two it will take, so you’re gonna have to get them to me.”

“What you need bro?”

“Tags, the platinum line, two of them.”

“Damn, it’s that serious bro?”

“They’re mine, of course it’s that serious.” I played with the ring box in my pocket.

“I’ll get them to you A.S.A.P. and you don’t have to worry about things back here, we’ve got everything on lock. Just please don’t be stubborn, send out an S.O.S if you need us.”

“Will do but I don’t think it’ll come to that. The only shit on my boot heel is the ex and I can take him with one hand and a fucked up leg.”

“I don’t envy you that situation bro, those are more nerve wracking than walking a fucking tight rope over alligators.”

“How the fuck would you know, you’ve been married since you were like sixteen or some fuck.”

“I watch T.V bro, I’m telling you, watch your back.”

“I hear you.” The truth is you never take any situation for granted because shit could pop off when you least expect it to. There was no physical danger from the asshole, I don’t see him testing me unless he wanted to taste his own death, but my enemies will always look for the weakest link to get to me, and right now he’s it.

I can control the females, make sure they stay on the right track so to speak, but he was a loose canon and if he was already looking for ways to fuck with her about our relationship, I wouldn’t put it past him to sell me out if someone got to him.

Shit, I never had to deal with this kind of fuckery before. That’s one of the reasons why I never had any ties to anyone or anything. In my line of work, it paid to be a loner.

I went into the army straight out of college, the fall after nine-eleven to be exact. My political science degree hadn’t been much use in there, but my family name had garnered me a commission and what would’ve been a cushy job in the army had I not kicked against the reins and went my own way.

My old man was pissed at the time, he had bigger ideas for his only son, but I had my own ideas by then and sitting behind a desk wasn’t one of them. Someone had fucked with my country and I wasn’t having that shit, and there were thousands of men and women who felt the same way who were putting their lives on the line to protect us from that shit ever happening again. That’s whom I wanted to be with, not the pampered sons of the men that my dad had handpicked to be my play dates.

It had caused some friction in the family, which in the end worked for the good. Who knew I was a killing machine? Or that my trainers would see something in me that I hadn’t even known was there?

Or that they would take those skills and hone them to the point that I would be the most feared mercenary in the enemy’s camps? Now I’ve gone and fucked myself but good by falling in love. The lone wolf had found his mate and fuck if I was gonna let anything happen to the most important thing in my life in fucking ever.

I was almost tempted to go on the hunt. I’m pretty sure that I could find him faster and easier than he could find me, but again, the thought of leaving her behind was abhorrent.

“I need those tags yesterday you better send me some of the new vests as well, I think there should be a child sized one in there.”

“You’ve got it brother, watch your back.” We hung up and I sat back and rested for a minute. Things were happening really fast, not too fast for me, but she might feel a little rushed if I kept up this pace.

The thing is, that for a man who’s lived the life I have, seen the things I’ve seen, I know there was never any sense in waiting, not once you were sure and everything in me said she was mine.

But she’d been burnt before and was a little hesitant to put herself out there again. Though I wasn’t stoked about paying for another man’s crimes, I understood that shit. The thing is, I could understand it just as well with my ring on her finger and my kid in her womb.

ILENE

I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop. You know that feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when things have just been too good and you just know it cannot last? That’s where I’m at.

My kid has been acting more like her old self here lately and seems happy enough with the new man in my life. I thought for sure she would be pushing for a parental reconciliation, which is the way I felt when my dad left my mom and I, but she seemed to be way smarter than I was.

From the conversations we’d been having in the last few days, she seems to have taken the stance that her dad didn’t deserve us after the way he’d treated us. She was still hurt yes, but she was choosing to move on instead of trying to hold onto something that was long dead, as I had been.

That brings us to Dane and the way the two of them were with each other. It was very easy to think that he might be pretending a liking for her in order to suck me in, but like Janine had said only yesterday when we were all at the soccer field; it only took two minutes in their company to see that there was a genuine fondness between those two.

That’s one of the reasons why it had been so easy to ignore Mark’s threats about what he would do if I didn’t break things off with Dane. That and the fact, that I was more in love with the man, than I’d ever been with anyone before.

I don’t know how he did it, how he broke down those barriers, and stormed my heart, but it didn’t seem to have taken much effort on his part that’s for sure. Now it’s as if I can’t do anything without him there. Not in a needy, stalkerish kind of way, but more like I couldn’t breathe if he weren’t around.

What I feel for him is nowhere near the innocent love of a teenage girl with her first love. This thing felt alive and hot and real and scary and beautiful all rolled into one. The more I have of him the more I want. There doesn’t seem to be a minute of the day when my body isn’t in need or recuperating from him.

I’ve never had this much sex in my life and it’s all good. Whether it’s a rushed quickie because we couldn’t resist each other ten minutes before it was time to get Alana from school, or a long leisurely session after he’d climbed through my window in the dark, it was always mind numbing good.

The only people who weren’t happy about this turn of events were Mark and my mom. Mom thought that like her, I should hold out for Mark’s return, which is what she did with my dad with disastrous results both times he came back, or she let him back in.

I’d learned that from her I guess, to hold onto what I know even if it was bad for me. A few months ago I would’ve been more than happy to take Mark back, and feel like I was winning no doubt, but now I see through new eyes. I see through the eyes of a woman who finally knows what it means to be loved, truly and deeply.

If what Dane felt started as physical lust it had certainly morphed into something bigger and I felt it every time he touched me, or in the way he looked at me, the way I caught him looking at me when he thought I wasn’t paying any attention to him.

I feel it in the way he holds me at night when we sleep. The way he now refuses to sleep without me by his side. He still sneaks out in the early morning for Alana’s sake, but he doesn’t let me sleep alone.

That’s why I was even now on my way to his place dressed like an idiot in the exercise outfit my daughter and my so-called best friend had chosen for me to wear. He had offered his services as a coach again and I’d decided what the heck. I wouldn’t mind losing the little extra flesh around my middle, though it wasn’t as bad as all that, a flat tummy would be nice again after all these years.

I felt nervous as I climbed out of the car into his personal garage that he’d given me the passkey for. What ever possessed me to think I could pull this off? The top stopped just beneath my ample breasts and was a green so bright he might need his famous sunglasses just to be in the same room with me.

The bottoms were stuck to my ass like a second layer of skin, and were a mix of the same green and every color of the rainbow. They had the added benefit of making my ass stick out like the main attraction at a freak show. I tried pulling and tugging but to no avail, there was no give in this mess.

I made my way upstairs in the private elevator thanking heaven that no stranger would be subjected to this sight. He’d said to come right through to his exercise room in back since he would probably already be getting started on his own routine by the time I dropped Alana off at school.

I could hear the cling clang of a machine coming from the room where he kept his torture devices. I hope he wasn’t planning on making me do any of that fancy stuff my first day, I haven’t done any kind of exercise in eons. I never had to before I had the baby and then after, who the hell had time?

Mark was never really any help with Alana and by the end of the day I’d been too worn out after running after a toddler to care too much about it. Not that my body had been horrible, but obviously my husband had found something lacking in me, and that had sent him running into the arms of someone else.

The old sting wasn’t as strong as it had been in past, in fact as the days go by it was getting easier and easier to see Mark for what he was, and I even found myself being a little grateful that his selfish ass was no longer my problem.

I walked into the room and he dropped the bar thing he held in his hands, that had the weights suspended in the air, clashing back into place. I bit my lip and watched as a slash of red crossed his high cheekbones and his nostrils flared.

“Did anyone else see you in that?” The look in his eyes made me twitchy. He was still across the room but I could feel his touch. I shook my head because my mouth went suddenly dry and I couldn’t hold a thought.

My legs started to tremble slightly when he got up from the bench thingy he’d been sitting on and moved towards me like a predator. I swallowed hard and tried to back up, but my feet refused to work.

***

DANE

“Fuck.” I bit off my exercise gloves and grabbed her up sweat and all. Her scent hit me hard and as if the sight of her in the sexy as fuck outfit wasn’t enough, her natural essence made me ravenous.

I didn’t know where to start. I wanted my hands and teeth on her, and my dick in her in the worst fucking way. I bit the flesh over her right nipple as I bent her backwards. Sweat matted my hair and stained my shirt but I didn’t care. I wanted her dirty. I wanted her covered in me, by me.

My hands tore at her clothes as I walked her backwards towards the opposite wall, where the pull-up bars were. That was the only place I could think of for what I had playing through my head.

I tugged the tube top off over her head and threw it to the floor. Her shorts were almost to her calves so I toed them all the way off. “Step out of them.” She had to use my chest for support as she lifted first one leg and then the other to free them.

I didn’t speak anymore, the time for words was past, plus I couldn’t form a sentence if my life depended on it. My face was a stony mask as I lifted her arms up over her head and wrapped her fingers around the bars.

Next I pushed her legs wider apart. She whimpered when I knelt before her, pulling her pussy forward so that I could feast. I grabbed her ass and pulled her down on my tongue so I could suck her pussy like a half peach.

“Dane...” She tried bringing her hands down to my head. “Put theme back and leave them there.” Since I knew she was already there, I decided to play with her. I used my tongue to tease her to distraction, licking her clit until it was hard and begging for attention, then leaving it alone to lick into her sweet pussy.

When she was barely hanging on I stood in front of her and brought her hand down to my straining length, moving it up and down my pole under mine. “You feel that? he’s hard as fuck babe, that’s what your ass did.”

She blushed and looked down at her hand as it stroked my dick. “Take me in your mouth.” I stepped back making room for her as she dropped to her knees. Lately she has been getting more comfortable with my length in her throat. And if the sounds she made as she serviced me were anything to go by, she was enjoying the shit out of it, like now.

She took her time, no rushed movements, as she fondled my balls and licked around the head of my cock. I watched with gritted teeth and forced myself not to take over as she took her time playing with me.

“Ilene.” She totally ignored the warning tone in my voice as her eyes smiled up into mine. Okay, we’ll see. I let her have her way, only going as far as grabbing fistfuls of her hair as she sucked me off. I would like nothing more than to shoot off in her mouth, but in the last few days I’d been focused on my breeding plan.

When I was too close I pulled her head back and off my dick and helped her to her feet without uttering a word. Had we said more than two words since she came into the room? I can’t remember.

I turned her back around to hold onto the overhead bars. I wanted to fuck her from behind, wanted to see and feel her ass as I pounded into her sweet heat.

She hissed and spread wider when I split her with the tumescent head of my cock. My shit was iron hard and I was having one of those days where the shit seems to have grown an extra inch each way.

She was up on her toes with her ass canted just right, meaning the pussy was at the right angle for what I had in mind. I took my sweet time sliding into her pink gash, holding her around her middle to keep her from falling.

I watched my cock slide in and out of her, her juices coating me, making the fuck easier. The bend in the tip of my cock rubbed against her sweet spot each time I slid in. “You know what I want baby?” Bending over, I nibbled her ear as I rode high into her pussy, rubbing my groin against her ass.

“I want your pussy cream, not just the juice this time; brace baby, this is about to get rough.”

The screams and yells were loud enough to wake the dead but I didn’t let that deter me. I was on a mission I wanted her pussy to cream for me.

She called out to me as I fucked into her harder than ever before. I bit into her neck and played with her nipples as she begged for mercy. When she sagged after a massive orgasm and begged for the bed I wrapped a hand around her throat and pulled her head back so I could reach her mouth.

We were both covered in sweat, our bodies all but glued together, but I didn’t want it to end. I could feel my seed rising up inside me and tried to hold off. Pulling out I went back at her pussy with my tongue, giving myself time to calm down.

After I’d drunk some of her sweet juice I got back to my feet and slammed my cock back into her. “Ahhhh...” She lifted off her toes as I slammed her back hard on my cock.

I fucked her twisted until I emptied my nut-sac inside of her. I didn’t stop stroking until she stopped trembling. With my face buried in her neck, I inhaled her scent and my dick twitched inside her.

***

I hadn’t wasted any time after I got the stuff from Cole and now both my girls were bagged and tagged. In the interim I’d gone looking at homes on my own because I realized with her hard headed ass that approaching her with a done deal was easier than asking her input. I’m hoping to fix that shit in the future, but for now I don’t want to waste any time.

The good news is that Simon the fuck isn’t after me after all, but the fucker is up to his old tricks again it seems, which means he’s gonna have to be taken care of; which means I might have to make a run. I’m not moving one fuck until I had things exactly how I wanted them.

She was asleep in my bed. I’d knocked her out with my little impromptu fuck session in the exercise room and now she was lying there like an innocent, her face soft and so fucking beautiful it hurt.

I liked watching her like this, with no interruptions, nothing to take away from the moment. I wonder if it would ever be possible to show her just how much love I had for her. If the day would ever come when I could find the words needed. For now I thought it enough to show her.

I trailed my fingertip down her cheek before turning to leave the room. I had some things to do, we’ll have to get to her exercise another day, granted she didn’t wear another one of those get-ups, because chances are she’d get the same results if she kept that shit up. Then again there’s exercise and then there’s exercise. All in all I’d say she had a good first day at the gym.