Hard & Deep: A Football Romance

Tracy leaned into him and whispered, "If you have a question to ask me, why don't you just get to the point?" She could feel the bulge growing in his pants.

"Well, what do you think of asking Jenna to join us tonight?" he asked. He raised his eyebrows hopefully, like a kid waiting for Santa to respond to a Christmas request.

There was the question. At least he had got it out. "It looks like she’s already joined us tonight. I'm sure she's waiting at our table right now," she said. She wasn't about to let him have it that easily.

"Don't act coy. You know what I mean," he replied, frowning slightly.

She leaned back and laughed, doing a couple dance moves. He didn't miss a beat, twirling and spinning her before pulling her back again.

She knew that it was a bad idea, and that she’d probably regret it later. Yet, Jenna had been fun to hang out with this whole time. Plus, the way she'd touched Tracy's cheek earlier was still on Tracy's mind. It was obvious that Jenna found both her and Mr. Hayes attractive. Tracy was used to men finding her sexy, but to know another woman thought so as well was more of a turn on than she had expected.

"What are you going to do for me?" she asked, not wanting to make it too easy for him.

He smiled broadly. They were in his arena now. Negotiation was his strong suit. "I don't know. What do you want?"

Tracy had pretty much everything she wanted already. It was nice being the girlfriend of a billionaire. "How about a seat on the company's board of directors?"

Mr. Hayes chuckled. "I want this badly enough to say yes. However, every new member has to get a majority of the current board's votes. I doubt you'd get approved, unfortunately."

Tracy shrugged and smiled, twirling away from him again. She could play hard to get, for sure. Mr. Hayes wanted this to happen more than she did. She would be able to live with just imagining what happened next, whereas she wasn't sure the billionaire who always got what he wanted could be content with just imagining. He pulled her back in and spun her around, grinding into her backside.

"How about the restaurant you used to work at?" he whispered in her ear.

She stopped cold, right there on the dance floor. She had never told him that she wanted to own the thing, but it had been her dream to own some kind of restaurant for years now. With Mr. Hayes bankrolling the project, she'd make that place the greatest restaurant in the city.

"Are you serious?" she asked.

He nodded. Gray eyes met hers and she knew he would give her anything she wanted and more.

She thought about it for a moment. It was a dream come true. She had already tipped her hand that it was important to her, so she couldn't easily trade something else for it. She smiled, dancing slowly with him.

"I have three conditions," she finally said.

"I expected that," he said with a laugh. “I would be disappointed if you didn't.”

"One. The restaurant and a budget for a complete redecoration," she said, already thinking of the new décor.

"Agreed," he said, pulling her into him from a spin.

"Two. This is a one time thing," she said. She stopped dancing to make sure he knew she was serious.

He cocked his eyebrows. "You mean you'll never have another woman join us? Ever?" he asked.

She smiled briefly. "That's not quite what I meant. I might be convinced to do it again, but never again with Jenna. It'll have to be a different woman next time."

Mr. Hayes hesitated for just long enough that Tracy added, "These conditions are non-negotiable."

"Alright, I agree," he replied. Tracy wasn't sure if he meant it, but she would stand fast. "And the third condition?"

Tracy grinned. "You may fuck her tonight, but only if you please me for the rest of this song."

Mr. Hayes laughed, pulling her into him for an embrace before kicking his dancing into overdrive. His dancing instantly took on a new energy, and it was as if she were dancing with a new man. Every thrust, every dip, every time they locked eyes, they all reminded her that he knew who he was really here with, even if he might be going home with two women tonight.

As the song ended, he dipped her very low. At the very bottom of the dip, he held her there. His eyebrows lifted, as if to ask, "Was that good enough?" Without waiting for an answer, he pulled her back up, and immediately gestured towards the stairs. She led the way. The hands on her hips groped her with even more intensity than they had last time, and she could feel his manhood brushing up against her. She was completely turned on.

When they got back to the table, Jenna, of course, was there. What surprised Tracy was that she was eating a piece of cake... her cake! She was furious for a moment, then laughed at herself when she realized that she would be okay with sharing her man tonight, but would flip out over sharing a chocolate torte.

Jenna smiled as she saw them, and immediately began pouring three shots. Tracy almost refused hers, but when Mr. Hayes picked it up and handed it to her, she found it hard to resist. Mr. Hayes raised his shot glass in the air. "To negotiation!"