Page 82 of Trip Through Your Wires

The idea of having more alone time with Jake gives me all kinds of ideas. “When do you go back to Highland?”

“Well…my flight was actually last night.”

“What?” I push up on my elbows. “You missed it?”

“It’s fine,” he laughs. “I wanted to. Last night was worth it. Shit, it was worth everything.”

Heat blooms in my chest and cheeks. “So, when do you have to head back?”

“Monday is a holiday for me, so I can stay as long as you want me to.”

“Well,” I consider the possibilities. “I have a full day Monday but can you take a late flight tonight?”

He pushes up and kisses me gently. “Sparky, I can do whatever you want me to do.”

“Oh yeah?” Pushing him up, he falls onto his back and I throw my leg over his waist and straddle him. “Then how about this?”

Bending down, I kiss his neck and chest, running my tongue along the grooves of his glorious six pack. He runs his hands through my hair, moaning in pleasure. “I could get used to this.”

I murmur my agreement. I like seeing Jake in my bed. In fact, I like falling asleep and waking up next to him.

“You know what I want?” he groans.

I push up and place my hands on his chest. “Pretty sure I can guess.”

Moving both hands to my tits, he fondles them with a laugh. “I want you every day, all day. But I was thinking of something else.”

“Oh yeah?” I look down, taking in his incredible body. He looks like he was chiseled from stone. A Greek god, but hotter. “And that would be?”

“You keep looking at me like that,” he moves both hands to my ass and squeezes, “and I am going to bend you over and take this the way I want.”

“You want to claim my ass, Hot Shot?” I shoot him a playful smile.

I’d tried anal before but didn’t care for it. The idea of Jake grabbing my ass while pounding into me, however, stirred my interest.

“Oh yeah,” he nods enthusiastically. “But we don’t have enough time right now. We need to go slow to do it right. Plus, once that tight little hole lets me in, I’m going to tap that ass like it’s no one’s business.”

“Good God,” I shake my head, cheeks burning.

“I’m serious,” he laughs, smiling harder than I think I have ever seen. “When I claim that part of you, I need time. We’re talking a long night, with no wakeup call the next day.”

“Charleston?” I propose. “Ellery mentioned you and Cruz had a series down there soon.”

“Well, one, remind me to thank her for telling you. And two, hell yes, Sparky. It’s a date. You bring this hot ass, and I’ll bring the lube.”

I slap a hand over my face and laugh. “You’re too much.”

“Yeah,” he kisses the back of my hand, “I am. But I know you can take me.”

I spread my fingers and when I peek through, he winks. “So what is it you want to do if it’s not me?” I ask, dropping my hand down to his chest.

“Well,” he looks at me cautiously. “ I want you to pitch for me.”

“What?” I shake my head.

“I want to see you pitch, Sparky.”

“No.”

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