"What's the long face for, bro?" Rodriguez moved up beside me at the bar and took a seat. We'd won the game without too much effort at all. Between the shit with Terra, hearing about Jeremy being popped for HGH and the game not being a challenge? I was full of aggression and angst. I needed to fight or fuck. Bad.

"Nothing, mother fucker." I tapped the bar beside me. "Sit down and buy me a beer for launching that ball to you a few times tonight."

He smiled and dropped down in the seat next to me, his smile faded. "Tough break for Jer, huh, man?"

"Yeah. I knew the kid was beefing up a little, but I'd hoped it was just him getting into the gym. The last thing the team needs is a steroids scare. We're going to have the fucking league all over us."

"And with a new owner?" He gave me a weary look and turned to order a beer. I waited until he was done to pick the conversation back up.

"She's a strong woman. Martin taught her right."

He laughed. "Yeah. She sure tore your ass up in the locker room."

I smiled. "She did, didn't she?" I was pissed and hurt over her nasty response, but some part of me that loved the fuck outta her was proud. I deserved to be put in my place, though I'd never admit it to anyone, especially not her.

"Why did Lance turn down the team, Danny?" He turned to face me as his eyes widened a little. I ignored whatever caught his attention. It was a woman no doubt. One I wouldn't be interested in. He liked his girls loose and slutty as fuck.

"He's onto something in his medical research." I reached out and patted Rodriguez's cheek. "Hey. You still here with me, fucker?"

"Yeah." He smiled. "Looks like the boss lady showed up, but she changed."

I glanced over my shoulder to see Terra in a light blue blouse, her nipples tight and obvious through the thin material, though I doubt she knew it. She wasn't the type. The black jeans she wore fit her like a glove. My balls tightened as my cock woke up, ready to grow thick and long for her.

"Shit." I turned back to him.

"You guys still got some hung up feelings, don't you?" He lifted his eyebrow.

I chuckled. "Up yours, man."

"Whatever. You know I love you, brother, but I'm going to see if the boss lady knows how to salsa dance."

"She doesn't, but good luck." I turned on my stool and let my eyes run across her. From what I could tell, she hadn't seen me just yet. Would she be looking for me? Probably not. My hopefully wishing was starting to get a bit sappy, even for me.

Her long red hair curled around her shoulders, and I knew how silky it was. I didn't have to wonder or guess. I'd had my face and hands buried in it a million times as she and I were fooling around. I groaned in remembrance of how good she tasted. Her come was almost fruity and left me wanting to lick at her pussy until she beat me backward.

Everything inside of me screamed for me to get the fuck up and remind her how we were together. How good we had been. It could be better now. I wouldn't deny her anything. My dick. My money. My car, house, future. Did she want kids? Fuck, I'd have a million kids with her.

Anything.

I was more than surprised to see Rodriguez lead her out to the dance floor. The smile on her face was beautiful and it drew me in. Hell, it drew all of us in. I got up and walked to the edge of the floor with my beer in hand to watch them. I knew Rodriguez could tear up a dance floor, but my girl? No. She was never a-

I almost swallowed my damn tongue when the music started and he spun her around the floor. She not only kept up but stole the lead from him several times. My pulse spiked. She wasn't the girl from my past, but something entirely new. Mature. Changed.

"How changed?" I mumbled against the top of my beer bottle before taking a long drink. She was fluid and knew her shit. I wanted to steal her away and find out how she learned to dance and who held her tightly as he taught her?

Were they naked? Making love after or before the lesson.

Anger built up inside of me where curiosity was moments before. I glanced up to see her dancing with Smith. Several of the guys stood on the side of the floor, pointing at themselves. Did everyone think they were going to take Terra for a spin around the dance floor?

Hell no.

Dancing was too intimate. The music changed to something soft, and I finished my beer, chunked the bottle and walked out to grab her hand.

"My turn," I grumbled roughly and pulled her against me.

"Danny." Her eyes widened a little. "I didn't know you were here."

"I'm aware." I paused as someone tapped on my shoulder. One of the younger guys smiled like I was going to move back and let him in. "Fuck off or I'll break your teeth. Period."

"Shit, McAdams. I was just kidding with you." He flipped me off and walked off the floor.

I turned and pulled her back into my arms. "What are you doing?"

"Dancing?" Her innocence was almost endearing.

"With every swinging cock on our team? You're the goddamn owner, Terra. Your dad would be sick to know that you were rubbing your tits all over everyone in hopes of winning their respect." My voice was hard, and everything had a hint of red on it. I regretted the comment the minute it escaped from my lips.

She slapped me. Hard. "Don't you ever talk about him or me like that again. I have no clue who the fuck you are, but tell Danny I miss him."

I went after her, not waiting for the pain of her hitting me to register. "That's it." I spun her around and leaned in, pulling her over my shoulder and carrying her to the front of the bar. I tried hard not to pay attention to how good her thick ass felt in my hand as I gripped her cheek and walked out into the cool night air.

"Put. Me. Down. Now."

"Anything you want, princess." I put her down and reached out to grab the side of her neck to pull her close.

She pounded my chest with her fists before losing the battle. I pressed my lips to hers and used my free hand to grip the top of her ass as I lost myself in the smell and taste of her. She fought for a second, but that was about it.

"Fuck, you taste good." I licked her lips and went in for another long kiss, consuming her and forcing my tongue into her hot, wet mouth. I took my time, not giving a shit who was going by us. Her soft moans drove desire deeper into my stomach than I could ever in my life remember experiencing it before. "I have to have you. Come home with me."

"No. Not a chance." She pulled back, her cheeks pink, her lipstick a mess.

I moved my hand from her ass to the small of her back, pressing into force her tightly against me. "It's not a request, Terra. We can go back to hating each other tomorrow, but tonight you're mine. Period."

"I'm not ready." She pressed her hands against my chest, and for a moment, I lamented in wanting her virginity to myself, assuming she still had it.

"I don't care." I cupped her cheek before sliding my fingers into her hair. I leaned in and brushed my nose against hers, creating a memory that would have me erect in seconds. "I want to taste your pussy again, Terra. I wanna feel you come. Hear it. Drink it."

Her eyes fluttered closed as she wrapped her arms around my neck and rolled her hips, grinding against me. "Just tonight."

"Just tonight, baby. Then tomorrow it's whatever you want." I turned to the valet. "Get my bike. Fucking now."

"Yes, Sir!" He jumped up and ran down to the parking lot as I turned to face her again. "My house."

"Fine." She moved in for another long kiss and I gave her what she was after. The wicked little bitch sucked on my tongue in slow, solid pulls until the world spun around me. There was no one that could suck a dick like she could. Every cell in my body was on fire to watch her do it again, and again, and again.

"Sir, your bike."

I moved back and gripped her hand. "Come on."

"A bike? No way, Danny." She pulled back from me as I got on.

"Get on. Now." I barked at her and extended the helmet. "I'd never hurt you."

"No?" Her tone told me I already had a million times.

"Not on purpose." I winked. "Come with me, Terra. I know you wanna."

She snatched the helmet and got on the back, wrapping her arms around me, and cupping my dick the whole way back to the house. She was lucky I didn't explode in her hands.