Brock: A Bad Boy Romance Page 2
“I really don’t know what you expect from me. I have taken a look and I believe that he would be better suited to sitting on the sidelines for the rest of the season. It would give his knee time to heal, but I don’t think that I’m telling you anything that your other trainers haven’t told you already. I do have some experimental procedures. You don’t need to look at me like that. You know that I’ve always gone in for that holistic side of medicine.” “I’ve always had great success with acupuncture and even reflexology. I’ve dedicated my life to those things that would prevent going under the knife. I don’t want to see any of my patients in that position. No surgeon would ever tell them differently, but there are always different ways to skin a cat.”
Brock was approaching the coach’s office and he could see the back of some woman sitting in front of the desk. He looked down at his impressive member. He patted his crotch to remind it that he had already satisfied those urges last night. That girl knew how to work her body, but he never did feel anything more for her than that chemistry connection.
He was walking gingerly and he could feel the weight of his 250 pound frame pushing down on the obvious discomfort. He saw the coach wave him in and then he stood and looked at this woman from the angle of seeing down her blouse. Those puppies looked
good enough to devour. He imagined what it would be like to stick his head between them.
“Brock, I want you to meet the possible answer to what is plaguing you. Dr. Wallace will be taking over your care. It’s not that I don’t trust the trainers, but I really do need somebody that is going to work for both of our best interest.” The coach was not stupid and he could see the way that Brock was looking at his daughter. There was no way that he was going to take that lying down without saying something in his daughter’s defense. “Dr. Wallace is my daughter and I think that it goes without saying that you’re not to use your special charm on her. Besides, I think that you’ll find that she’s more than a match for somebody with your callous attitude towards women.”
Stephanie had her arms crossed demurely, but her eyes were in direct sight of the bulging presence. That piece of hardware was definitely one that was more than a mouthful. She wanted to touch it, but that would be an unprofessional thing to do. She didn’t even consider that her father was standing right here. His body was a hypnotic sight that had her almost anxious to get him out of his clothing, as soon as possible. “I can’t seem to take my eyes off of the flexing organ inside his pants. He’s pretending that he’s not doing it, but I know the truth. My father sits behind his desk not quite aware of what is transpiring between him and his star player. It’s almost tempting to see if I can seduce him or maybe the other way around. It would serve my father right, but I’m here for a reason and I have to remember that.”
Hearing that this was the coach’s daughter had put ice water down his pants. It wasn’t enough to fully diminish his condition. It did make him think that this was a bad idea.
“I’ve looked over the results of your tests and I believe that you have promise for an experimental procedure. I don’t know how you feel about acupuncture and reflexology, but I believe that is your best bet to get on the field by the weekend. I don’t see anything broken in the scans. That at least gives me hope that you can come back from this fully healed and ready to storm the field next year. If I had my choice, I would have you stand out, but I don’t think the coach is going to be very happy with that prognosis.” Stephanie could barely sit still, squirming noticeably and trying her best to find someplace that was comfortable. She hungered for something more than a TV dinner and the meat that he was packing certainly would quench her appetite.
“I know that I’m going to regret saying this, but I forbid any kind of relationship between the two of you. I don’t care if it’s physical or otherwise. If I find out anything different, then you won’t be out there this weekend. There are going to be many scouts from various football teams in the NFL looking to size you up. If you’re not out there, then they will turn their attention to somebody else. I know for fact that there are at least four that are going to be here watching you specifically. I don’t want you to ruin at for a few minutes of pleasure. I’m sure that you have a lot of other women looking to take their place in your bed.” The coach had laid down the law and he was hoping that his words were going to be met with a favorable response.
“I would never think of doing anything with your daughter. I don’t know why you would even think that I was that kind of guy. I will treat her like she is off limits.” He couldn’t take his eyes off her bosom, but he was doing it subtly to prevent the coach from seeing that he was interested in more than just a professional arrangement
“I don’t know how you get off on dictating my love life, but believe me I have no interest in this Neanderthal.” I can imagine what it would be like to be flung over his shoulder and dragged back to his cave. How manly and decisive he would be as he rips off my clothing and had his way with me. I haven’t felt that kind of overwhelming experience and maybe this guy is exactly what I’m looking for to shed some of my inhibitions. “I would do nothing to displease you, father. Have I given you any reason to doubt me in the past?” “I don’t know where he gets off, but this might be the perfect opportunity to throw it back in his face. I could not only get a bit of revenge for how he treated me when I was a child, but I could also put the screws to him when it comes to getting his hands on that championship. It wouldn’t hurt that Brock had the stamina of a bull. I would love to see him take me all night long and not give up until I am lying there useless and unable to move. I want that feeling of completes submission.”
“I have a lot of work to do. I suggest that you both work very hard to make sure that he’s on that field by the weekend. You only have a couple of days to work your magic, Stephanie.
“He only uses my first name when he wants to really instill that father daughter bond. It was his way of making me feel that family connection and wanting to help him in his hour of need. I have to admit that this is the kind of mountain that I would love to
climb. He has all the attributes, except I don’t think that there’s much going on between the ears. I don’t even know why that matters to me. I haven’t been laid in almost six months. I need to
get one out of the chamber and this guy has the makings of a great one night stand.”
Stephanie followed him and how his tight posterior looked in his jeans. She stood there quite intoxicated and didn’t even realize that he was stripping in front of her. When those jeans started to slide down over his bare ass, her eyes went wide. She looked at him like he was doing something that was naughty and unexpected.
“I’m sure that I don’t have anything that you haven’t seen before. I figure that it would be best to get undressed to show you what you are dealing with. I hope that you can help, but I’m not all that convinced that you can.” Brock had his back towards her and with an obvious glint of mischievousness; he turned and let her see the full Monty. “Like you said, we are both adults and we can conduct ourselves with a modicum of respect for one another.” Brock didn’t have to do anything. He could see from looking into her eyes that she was pretty much powerless and underneath his spell.
“Yes… of course. I’m sure that we can work something out.” Stephanie couldn’t take her eyes off of the prize. The thing was over 8 inches and had the thickness of a long neck beer bottle. “I know that he’s doing this on purpose. I also know that I can’t help looking at him like a dish. He’s what a man should strive to be like. He has a way of looking at me that makes me want to strip down and join him in my birthday suit.”
“Just tell me where you want me and that is exactly what you will get.” He was standing there unashamed in profile with his cock bobbing up and down like it had a mind of its own. He wanted her to look at it and was not disappointed by the obvious enchantment in her eyes. “What’s the matter? Does the cat have your tongue?”
Stephanie had to shake
herself from wanting to jump him right here and right now. Instead, she got him to lie down perpendicular on the table. The only thing that wasn’t staying down was the one object that she wanted to get her hands on.
Chapter 3
She took out the necessary implements and was quite pleased by how his eyes seemed to show a bit of shock by seeing how long those needles really were.
For 3 hours, she played with his knee, massaging it and using those needles along with pressure points to relieve him of some of the pain that he was in. She could feel the tenderness of his skin and she believed that maybe the pain that he was feeling was a phantom pain from a previous injury.
“I’m not saying that doesn’t feel good, but I would be remiss if I didn’t tell you how good.” He once again flexed that piece of pipe and let her see how aroused he was by having her hands on him. “I’m sure that you’ve seen this reaction before Dr. It can’t be that uncommon for a male patient to get excited around somebody like you. I would never suggest that you do anything about my current condition. It would be wrong… so very wrong of us to do anything that your father is against.” His knee did feel pretty good, but he was sure that most of that was the pain swimming up current against a certain pleasurable release of endorphins.
Stephanie licked her lips. She was sure that it wouldn’t be long before she was sucking that nice long object between her lips. Touching him and feeling those muscles had only made it that much more difficult to keep her hands and the rest of her body to herself. “I want him and don’t know why, but maybe it has something to do with the forbidden fruit. My father put his foot down and I’ve always wanted to do something that was going to get his ire. I want to have sex with this specimen of man that has been sculpted to be the perfect weapon on the football field.” Stephanie wanted to give Brock a more personal kind of attention.
She went over to the door and made sure that it was locked with the blinds drawn to make sure that they weren’t going to be interrupted.
“Normally, I would think that you were doing that because you wanted to get busy with me.” He ran his hands over his short cropped dark hair. His dimples made most women look at him and want to give him their panties.
“I’m getting the feeling that you’re trying to seduce me, Brock. Where have your morals gone? My father asked you not to do anything with me and you promised that was the furthest thing from your mind. Was that all a lie, or am I that irresistible that you can’t keep your hands off me.” “He was the only thing that I
wanted to touch and I had no idea how much. I could see the sexual heat he had brought to life. I was itching to get out of my lab coat off and into something more personal and revealing. I have no idea what he was waiting for, but maybe he was under the impression that I would rebuff his advances. He was the only one that could set my heart on fire like this. I was letting him set the pace. I just wasn’t sure if I could do anything as bold as grab him and take what I wanted.”
“There is a small part of me that doesn’t want to ruin anything with your father. He is after all my coach, but there is another bigger part of me that has a mind of its own.” Brock could see that his condition wasn’t diminishing and that he would either have to convince her to give him some sort of relief or do it himself. His temperature had risen and he had a fever that was induced by the available young woman that was standing right in front of him. He had nothing to hide and everything about him was now laid bare for her to see in vivid color. “I don’t know if I can be the one to cross that line, Stephanie. Believe me it’s very hard and I’m definitely using that as a euphemism.”
Stephanie used his reaction to determine the next course of treatment. The pain threshold of this man was amazing. He grimaced, but he had taken practically everything that she dished out. She did notice that there was a certain quadrant on his knee that made him feel more than a little discomfort. She circled the spot with a washable red ink and knew that she was going to have to concentrate her efforts right there.
“You’re not making it easier for me by lying there completely naked. I don’t know if I can remain professional for very much longer. With that being said, I do need to tell you that this injury is quite severe. I can in theory get you ready for the weekend, but after that you’ll have to continually take my treatment. When the season ends, we can move into a possible surgical solution. I’m not one that usually suggests such a thing, unless I feel that it’s absolutely necessary.” “I didn’t even know that I was doing it, but I had my hand on his knee. I’m watching my fingers as they creep up the inside of his leg and the way that his cock jerks from the feeling of me getting closer. He has such a magnificent steed and I feel like I need to saddle up and ride it all the way into the sunset.”
“I really don’t want to hear about any kind of surgery. Going under the knife is not an option.” He wanted to make it out alive, but he had seen too many that had gone underneath the knife for similar procedures that were never quite the same again. They barely had five years on their career, before they hung up and retired from
whatever athletic endeavor that they had decided to pursue. “I don’t want to be a second thought. I want to be that star that every kid wants to emulate.” Brock felt her fingers getting closer, until they were grazing his nuts. Her warm hands caused him to almost trip over his own tongue.
“I can’t let you leave here like this. It will be obvious from anybody that is looking that I was not exactly innocent. We need to take care of your problem.” Stephanie looked around for something and then she spied a sink with hand soap. She went over and squirted some into her hand. She walked back while rubbing it around, so that the greasy concoction had now coated her digits. “This is not my first time doing something like this. Let’s just say that there were too many young men that had eager hands. I had to do something and believe me I became quite proficient at giving them pleasure without having to lose my innocence at such an early age.” “I can see the look of elation on his face and the way that his eyes grow wide when I wrap my hand around him. I stroke him, feeling the length and watching as the product of his arousal came streaming over the top. It was a beautiful site and one that I was ready to push the envelope with. I curled both hands around him and there was still the head remaining. He was on his elbows watching me. I’m sure that he wanted me to give it some oral gratification, but that was going to have to wait.”
“I’ve never had a girl do this to me before. I love the way that you’re letting me fuck your fingers and your fist. I can’t even begin to describe to you how much I want to shoot all over myself. I envision the way that your hand will be dripping and I’m hoping that you’re going to suck it into your mouth.” Talking like this was not helping his condition. That vein along the back was pumping
and his nuts had drawn up, so that he was vividly aware that this was the moment of truth.
“I want you to slow things down, Brock. Show me that you have a bit more respect for me than blowing off after 5 minutes. I don’t think that you are giving yourself enough credit. Hold back and don’t let me ruin this moment by getting you there too soon. I’m not going to stop and it’s going to be up to you to figure this out on your own.” “My heart had a lot of misery and my past love really didn’t instill confidence that there was anything even close to real love. I had a hard time trusting anyone and was all because of one little prick that made me feel small. There was nothing small about what I’m holding here in my hand. It’s thick and I can’t even wrap my fingers all the way around it.”
“I don’t know if I can do… AHHHH…what you’re asking of me, Stephanie. Because of you, I’m afraid that I’m not going to be able to last for as long as you want me to. This whole thing with us has been a never ending tease. I didn’t think that there was going to be a payoff, but now that I see that you’re willing, I’m practically at the boiling point already.” His hips were coming up off the table and he could feel the way that her fingers were moving forward over the s
ensitive head and igniting a fire down below that was going to rage out of control. “I hope to god that nobody else comes in here anytime soon. Please… Please tell me that you will allow me to cum.”
“You better stop making that face, or it will freeze that way. If you really want me to get you off, then you need to do something for me.” “I know that he’s probably thinking that I want something in return, but I’m going to surprise him.” “Get your mind out of the gutter. I need to monitor your condition. I believe a house call is in order. I’m going to be stopping by with some equipment later tonight and I expect you to follow my orders to the letter.” “I want him to know that I mean business. That’s the reason why I’m grabbing his balls and squeezing. Seeing that lone tear form on the corner of his eye gives me satisfaction. He’s not moaning in pain, but I know that he’s begging me to stop with his eyes.”
“Whatever you want…whatever you want and it’s all yours. By all means come by later tonight and maybe I will have…oh my god…a glass of wine ready for you.” He was trying to be charismatic and charming, but it was hard when his cock was ballooning and becoming such a force of nature that it looked like it was going to explode in her hands.
“I’m glad that you see things my way. I believe that you need a little time to cool off. I’m telling you that I don’t want you to do anything to ruin this moment. Lie there and breathe deeply and let me please you, until you can’t take it anymore.” “He was becoming an avid pupil and I didn’t see him trying to rush things. He was lying back and looking at me and I could tell that one more stroke and it would’ve been over. I could’ve allowed that to happen, but for some reason I wanted to prolong this. It was too delicious and something about having him in the palm of my hand and that kind of power was an aphrodisiac that I couldn’t get enough of.”