Page 89 of Stolen Bases

Talia giggles, the spark returning to her eyes. “Baseball puns, really?”

“You started it.” I let my fingers graze her skin as I push her thick braid over her shoulder.

She moans when I drop a kiss on her shoulder. “I guess I did.” Her chest heaves as she watches me pull her chair closer, trapping her knees between mine, like that night in the restaurant.

Tell her. You can do this.

I lean over and kiss her bottom lip. “I really like you.”

Chicken shit.

“I really like you too.” Her voice is all rasp as she grins up at me.

I kiss her again, slower, licking the seam of her lips before pulling back. “I might more than like you.”

Talia stands, her chair scraping the concrete floor. She straddles my lap and twines her fingers in my hair. My cock swells at the heated contact with her pussy.

“How much more?” she asks, finding her confidence.

It’s fucking hot when she lets go mentally and lets her body do the talking.

I grip her ass in my palms, pulling her closer, dragging her hot center over the ridges of my hardened shaft. “So much. There is no one else. Just you.” Her breath hitches as I kiss the sensitive skin behind her ear. “I only want you, Talia.”

“I want you too, Cam,” she whimpers as I run my lips up the line of her neck.

“Only me?”

“Only you,” she pants, her eyelids fluttering closed.

“Good.” I lick her earlobe, getting a taste of her sugary skin. Her knees squeeze together as she grips the side of the chair. “Because you’re mine. I don’t share.”

“Does that mean you’re mine too?”

The words fall from my lips without hesitation. “Baby, you own me. Heart and soul.”

Her voice cracks on my name. “Cam.” Those steel-gray eyes glass over as my words register in that big, beautiful brain of hers.

Fuck it.I’m just going to say how I feel.

Sliding my hands up her body, I cup her face and stare into her mesmerizing gray orbs. “I think I fell in love with you, itty bitty.”

“Think, huh?” she teases. She arches her back, her tits pressing against my chest, driving me crazy. “Maybe.” She plants a kiss on my scruff-covered jaw. “I think.” Her lips brush against mine as she whispers, “I fell in love with you too, big guy.”

Holy fuck.Talia loves me too.

I slam my lips to hers in a hungry kiss. My tongue tangles with hers as I devour every inch of her mouth, pouring everything I feel into this kiss.

Love.

Affection.

Desire.

Sweet moans escape Talia’s mouth; I swallow them whole, sucking and nipping at her lips. We make out in the chair as my hands roam her delectable body, touching every inch of her I can.

Talia breaks away, fists bunching my shirt around my chest, and tugs. “Off. Take this off.”

I rip the offending material over my head and throw it to the ground. Her eyes are wide, pupils blown, and her small hands explore my hot skin.

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