Page 32 of My First and Only Crush

I glance up. “She did a really big thing tonight. Needs some praise.”

She bites her lip, holding in a smile. “She does?”

“Mmm. Good little pussy. Took my cock like a superstar.”

“MVP for the MVP?”

Most Valuable Pussy. I growl happily. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”

She laughs with her whole body now, and the unfathomably perfect jiggle of her breasts undoes me. My brain immediately imagines them swollen and milky, because I’ve filled her belly with seed, over and over again, until she’s bursting with life.

Fuck.

We didn’t talk about protection.

I rise to my feet quickly, clumsily, and press her up against the tile wall. Bracing one arm above her head, I cup her cheek in my other hand and lean in. “There’s nobody else, you know that, right? There hasn’t been in years. You’re safe with me.”

She blinks up at me in confusion. “I know I am.”

“But we didn’t use anything, and I filled you up.” My cock, the fucking traitor to my effort to do the right thing, rises between us, immediately thick at the recent, perfect memory. “If you aren’t on the pill, then I could get you pregnant.”

Her gaze drops away from me, and she presses her lips together.

“I’ll take care of you,” I promise, my heart pounding in my chest. “Whatever you need. Whatever you want. I know I shouldn’t have taken you bare, but…” I take her hips in my hands and stroke my thumbs up and down the sides of her belly. “You’re so ripe, baby. So perfectly ripe. I won’t deny that I like knowing you’re full of my seed right now.”

She shudders, a little cry slipping over her lip, and then she lifts her head so fast, she almost clips my chin. Then we’re kissing, a fast and furious clash that doesn’t tell me at all what our next steps are, but it doesn’t matter. We’ll figure them out together.

I lift her up against the wall and her legs come around my waist. My cock is raging now to get back inside her, but I force that need back and just let her grind against my belly as we make out.

A thump and a loud laugh on the other side of the wall tells me that a teammate has returned. Murmurs follow, and then their shower turns on. Who is in the next room? Our catcher, I think.

When two more voices join the murmur, I realize this room isn’t as soundproof as I need it to be to keep Sinclaire in the shower. And the last fucking people I want to share any tiny slice of Sinclaire’s first night in my arms are the guys on the team. I turn off the water and carry her back to the bed, swiping the whole stack of towels as we go.

She laughs as I roughly dry both of us off, badly. Water droplets go in all different directions, but fuck it, it doesn’t matter.

Still damp, I drag her under the blankets and pull her in front of me. She’s the perfect little spoon to fit in the curve of my bigger body. Her ass rocks against my cock in a way that guarantees I’m going to be aching all night.

“That’s better,” I murmur. “Now where were we?”

She sucks in a breath and holds it for a beat. Then she twists her head to the side, her gaze finding and locking onto mine. “You told me you could get me pregnant if I’m not protected.”

Something hot and heady tugs deep inside me. “And are you protected?”

Her gaze glows bright as she bites her lip, worrying that pink flesh, and slowly shakes her head.

CHAPTER14

SINCLAIRE

I should have told him sooner. I wasn’t thinking, and now…

How is he going to react?

My head goes all buzzy and lightheaded as his hold on me tightens.

“That’s the kind of news a man like me might latch on to,” Trick says slowly. “Get excited about, way too soon.”

“Excited?” My pulse skitters under my skin, a fluttery feeling that makes the lightheaded feeling worse.

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