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End Run

Ann Jacobs

Book 2 in the Necessary Roughness series.

Jack has a problem. He just awoke after anight of wild sexwith a man. His libido is on the rampage and threatens hisdream of an NFL career. Desperate for a solution, he turns to Tawny, the loveof his life, and asks her to become his wife and his Mistressto curband control his overactive sex drive.

Though leery of the BDSM scene, Tawnyagrees. Jack will become her sex slave and shell keep him in chastity, hiscock caged and totally hers to command. They relish their new roles. Jacks NFLcareer leads them to Rebels Roost, a safe place where they can play out anyBDSM fantasy they want and safely satisfy Jacks bisexual desires. They plan tointroduce a permanent third into their sex games. But, does Jack still wantthat, or is Tawnys love all he really needs?

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End Run

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Prologue

What the fuck have I done? Jack Winters opened one bleary eye and glanced around, trying to gethis bearings. The body sprawled on the bed beside him wasnt Tawny. It wasnteven one of the groupies who constantly threw themselves at him after homegames. Fuck, this wasnt even a girl. It was the biggest homosexual in thefucking athletic dorm.

And this wasnt his room. Then it allstarted coming back to him. His pain from the shoulder hed dislocated duringpractice yesterday and the team trainer had jerked back into place. Hismistaken belief that a few beers over at the fraternity house would take careof the discomfort. The rage and the desire to hurt somebody hadnt dissipatedonce hed gotten back here and tried to get some sleep. Jack recalled gettingup and storming into Ted Grimsleys room, demanding that he turn down hisgoddamn stereo.

Jack jumped out of the bed so fast, hecould have been shot out by a cannon. Fuck, he might as well have been shotclear to the fucking moon if anybody found out hed spent time in Grimsleysroom. It wasnt until he made his way down the pitch-black hallway and foundhis own room that he took in a deep breath and let himself think about what thehell hed done.

Other than maybe throwing away his future.

Hed fucked Grimsleyliterallyand hedliked it. Didnt matter that the whole thing had started out with him tossingthe little gymnast across the room and ordering him to shut off the heavy metalnoise. Hed taken the fucker up on his offer to suck his cock. Oh God,he thought as events came rolling into focus in his brain. To his horror, Jackremembered putting on a condom and fucking Grimsleys ass before hed passedout.

One thing. This whole fucking mess made himforget about how bad his shoulder hurt.

Jack had to go see Tawny. Thank God hedpersuaded her to transfer here, too. Before shed arrived last fall, hed beenworking his way through the female population at the university. That hadstopped when shed arrived, because hed never really wanted another girl afterhed had her. Hed loved her since his junior year in high school, when shedbeen a lowly freshman and his coachs only child. Maybe shed be willing to takethe new, terrifying sexual appetite that hed apparently developed, undercontrol as well.

He knew what he had to do. Now all he hadto do was do it.

* * * * *

Marry me. Now.

That wasnt the way Tawny had dreamed Jackwould ask her to marry him. No bended knee. No ring. No romantic place shedalways remember, just the dinette table in the kitchen at her off-campusapartment. Worse, he didnt even look happy, sitting across the Formica-toppedtable from her, his big hands wrapped around the mug full of coffee shedthought he needed, considering his bloodshot eyes and the pained look on hishandsome face.

Why now, baby? She hadnt counted on aproposalafter all, Jacks parents didnt approve of their interracialrelationshipbut she certainly hadnt expected it now, when she was barelytwenty to his nearly twenty-two. Sure, theyd talked about a future together,with him playing for an NFL team the way her dad had done, but that was forlater, after they both earned their degrees. What happened?

I fucked a guy.

What the hell? Last night? Hed beggedoff coming over because of his shoulder hurting. You mean you stood me up fora guy? Tawny wanted to get up and slap him, but the bleak expression on hisface kept her in her seat. Explain, if you can.

Haltingly, as though the shame of itpractically had him paralyzed, Jack explained what had happened. The rest isfuzzy, he concluded, but I woke up next to him a few hours later. Fuck, Ithink I must have liked it.

God, Im sorry, baby. Sometimes theviolence just builds up inside me and I cant control it. Ive got a realproblem controlling my sexual urges, but Im not gay. I cant stand that littlebastard, not that I give a shit about any guy whos dumb enough to

She laid a hand on his forearm. Honey,stop it. We have plenty of gay friends here, and you know youre just actinglike a dumbass jock right now because youre so rattled. You were attracted tohim. Youre attracted to me. Youre bisexual, not gay. Ive told you that for awhile. I know with the way your parents are, hearing that scares you to death,but this is me youre with right now, not them. You dont have to prove yourea man to me. Pausing, she gave him an appraising look. Believe me, baby,youve shown me how much you want me, plenty of times.

Damn it, I love you, and I want to befaithful. I also want to have a career in the NFL that would make your daddyproud. You know what I did last night could ruin that if anybody saw me goingor coming from Grimsleys room. He paused, and when he looked up at her, shesaw tears streaming down his cheeks. Help me.

How? As much as Tawny loved Jack, shecouldnt figure how she could help him since hed admitted to having fuckednearly every football groupie whod offered him pussy, before shed transferredto the university so she could be with himand now he was telling her heddiscovered he was attracted to other men as well. Even if I wanted to controlyou, I couldnt be with you 24/7.