Page 15 of Batter Up!

“Oh, I think I do even more.” I reached up on my tiptoes to kiss Stone’s cheek and whispered in his ear. “You better win. I’m ready for some alone time.”

“Oh, baby, it’s in the bag.” He kissed my forehead and gave me another wink. “You’re my good luck charm!”

Cooper threw the dart, and it was close to the bullseye but not close enough. He groaned loudly.

Stone looked at me with a huge, cocky grin and got in his stance to throw the dart. It hit the middle of the bullseye, and the crowd cheered.

Stone came over to me and lifted me in his arms. I’m not sure who kissed who first or if it was just our magnetic chemistry, but our mouths fused together in the most explosive kiss I had ever had. I felt both of his hands on my ass holding me close to him. I tilted my head a little and felt his tongue enter my mouth and duel with my own. I wrapped my arms around his neck and toyed with the ends of his hair. We heard cat calls all around us, and I had almost forgotten we were in the middle of a public bar. I pulled away from his mouth and hid my face against his shoulder.

“Wanna get out of here?” he asked with a chuckle.

I looked up and into his beautiful green eyes, and I was suddenly nervous, “I’ve, uh, never… I’ve never had a one night stand before. I don’t ever do this.”

He pulled me closer to him and said, “I had a feeling, and if you don’t want to, I totally understand. I’d have to take a very cold shower after that amazing kiss, but…”

“Stone, I want to. I just wanted to let you know I’m not very experienced.”

“Thank fuck. I’ll take care of you, Red,” he said and looked over at his roommates. “Stay here for a while, boys. And Cooper – you can sleep on the couch after losing darts. Bye, guys.”

“Have fun!” Cooper and Hayden both said, but I could tell they were preoccupied with some of the girls who had been watching the dart match.

One-night stands have good prospects (about 27%) of turning into a long-term relationship.

Do you live close?” I asked as I looked around once we got outside. “I think I’m that way but I’m not sure.”

He laughed, “Yeah, we walked here so not far.” He grabbed my hand, and we stumbled for a few blocks, giggling and flirting the whole way. I was glad we were walking because we both had way too much to drink to drive.

“This is me,” he said when we stopped in front of an older brick building. It wasn’t much to look at, but I wasn’t going to judge him. He picked me up, bridal style, and carried me through the front door. As soon as the door shut, his mouth was on mine, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. We went through one room and through another door. He somehow balanced me as he shut the door and flipped the lock.

“Don’t mind the mess,” he said as he put me down on my feet and slowly wrapped his arms around my waist while laying hot kisses on the crease of my neck. I should tell him I didn’t mind the mess, but I couldn’t talk. I closed my eyes, and his kisses were sending shivers all the way from my shoulders to my toes. I could feel a tingle between my legs.

“We have a problem,” he said with a very serious expression on his face.

“We do?” I asked, suddenly self conscious.

“Oh, yes, you are wearing way too many clothes.”

I actually began to giggle nervously and went to take off my shirt, but he grabbed my hand. “You don’t need to be nervous with me, sweetheart. Let me help you,” he said as he ran his knuckles on the skin of my stomach that was showing and slowly raised my shirt above my head. He threw my shirt on the floor and took an appreciative look. “I am one lucky guy.”

“I think you're also wearing too much.” I reached for the hem of his shirt. He let me pull it up as far as I could and chuckled when I was too short to get it over his head. He took it the rest of the way off, and I noticed for the first time that he had tattoos I hadn’t noticed in the bar. His whole right arm was covered in a sleeve of different designs, and they spread over onto his chest. I completely forgot about the tattoos as I got a good look at his muscles. He practically had an eight pack, and I didn’t even know that was a real thing or not. I had only seen muscles like his on TV and didn’t know they existed in real life. He even had that sexy V that led down to the waistband of his pants. It made me wonder what he did for a living to be so muscular - maybe construction? I didn’t bother to ask because my fingers and lips had a mind of their own. I leaned over, kissed his abdomen, and rubbed my hands on his well-defined muscles.

“I don’t think my abs have ever been kissed like that before,” he chuckled, and I looked at him unsure. “Hey, don’t worry. I liked it, baby.”

He reached over and unclasped my bra, letting it fall to the ground. “Oh, Red, you are perfect.” He led me backwards until I felt the backs of my legs hit something hard. He leaned me back, so I was lying on his bed. He leaned down and took one of my breasts in his mouth. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling. He gave my other breast the same attention as his hands toyed with the button of my jeans. He kissed his way down my stomach and said, “Open your eyes, pretty girl.” I opened my eyes to see his green ones were hooded and full of lust. He kept eye contact with me as he slid my jeans down over my hips. I kicked my legs to get them the rest of the way off, and he chuckled. He took his fill of my body and sighed at the sight of my black lace panties. The only thing he’d taken off was his shirt, so I tried to sit up to reach for his pants, but he gently pushed me back down.

“Let me take care of you first, baby,” he said with a kiss to my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him close to me. I rubbed his back as he kissed me and toyed with the ends of his hair. As he kissed me, he reached down and put one hand inside my panties. I sighed into the kiss as he rubbed his thumb on my clit. Moaning into the kiss, I felt one of his fingers enter me. His tongue toyed with mine as he added another. He moved his mouth from mine and peppered kisses down my neck and collarbone, a few on each breast, and kept moving down by body. He pulled my underwear down, and his mouth found my clit. I found myself shaking and feeling things I had never felt before. It felt strange but wonderful. Tim and I had sex, but it had never been like this, and Stone still had his pants on.

I suddenly felt the need to scream and moaned out Stone’s name. My body shook under his mouth, and he never stopped pumping two fingers in me and sucking on my clit. A rush of heat poured out of my body, and I had to gasp, “Oh. My. God.” I was out of breath, and I hadn’t even done any work! I felt him licking my folds and making appreciative sounds while I just lay there stunned and in total amazement.

“Are you doing ok there, Red?” he asked with a smirk as he leaned over me.

“I can’t feel my bones,” I said but found myself smiling at him.

“Have you never had an orgasm before, sweetheart?” he asked as he rubbed his knuckles down my rib cage.

“I thought I had, but now I’m not so sure,” I said, still unable to move.

“You would know if you had. I am honored to give you your first.” He leaned down and kissed me again. I thought I would be repulsed by tasting myself on him, but I wasn’t. It tasted tangy and had a warmth to it. I kissed him back and rubbed my arms along his sides and down to his jeans. As we kissed, I tried to unbutton his jeans, but I just couldn’t get them undone. He stopped kissing me and chuckled. Reaching down, he pulled his jeans and boxers down all at once. I stared mesmerized as his cock jutted out. I know I shouldn’t compare him to my one and only sexual partner, but Stone is definitely a lot bigger, longer, and somehow, more beautiful.

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