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Was she being serious?

“Are you trying to say that taking your virginity is throwing the pitch and other guys get to come along and hit my pitch? Round the bases?”

I didn’t fucking think so.

“That is the plan, right?” She was smiling and laughing at herself.

“No,” I said darkly, “It’s not.” I pinched her thigh, just enough to make her jump before rubbing the spot away. Then I slid my fingers up her leg and under her dress, just enough to make her question how far I was going to go.

But she never stopped me.

She never questioned me.

So I went further. And further.

Until finally, “Ethan? What are you doing?”

I got high on the fact that her breath was hitched and her eyes were focused on my hand. It was too soon. We had two more days of best friend fun before we switched gears. But fuck, I couldn’t help it.

Maybe it was my recent dry spell. I hadn’t touched a woman since Madison asked me to take her virginity.

No, wait, way before that. Because somehow I felt guilty asking her to stay celibate while I fucked around.

How long has it been?

“Warming up, stretching,” I finally answered her—in baseball terms, of course.

“Should that be a condition?”

“If you want me to stop, you better make it a condition now.”

“I don’t think I want you to stop.”

Right then, the driver, who I forgot fucking existed, cleared his throat. Madison jumped at the noise, also remembering that we weren’t alone.

“Mr. Jones,” the driver said. “We are pulling up to the hotel in three minutes, sir.”

“Thank you,” I said as Madison slid off my lap and into her seat. The heat was written all over her face. A mix of arousal and embarrassment.

Once again, I had to adjust myself to hide my hard dick. I wondered if Madison had felt it getting harder as she sat in my lap. If she could feel how turned on I was?

“What the hell was that about?” Madison asked after we were out of the car and walking through the lobby of our hotel.

I debated continuing what we started and pushing her to the edge. Using my fingers to get to first base, or whatever the fuck first base was. But I didn’t. I decided to wait. The build-up to our original plan was real and I wanted to keep that high for a few more days.

It also gave us more time to back out, to change our minds.

So I just shrugged and took her hand the way I normally would.

“I just love baseball.”

Chapter 14

Madison

Ethan was testing me.

If I couldn’t handle his hand running up my leg, I wouldn’t be able to handle anything more. Did he want me to change my mind? Or did he want me to at least think twice?

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