Page 137 of Double Play

I don’t think I’ve ever felt more satisfied. It’s like I expunged my body of all the sadness I’ve felt.

I rub her soft face with my hand as she pulls away and licks her lips. “I missed your taste.”

“Not as much as I missed yours.” I shove her to the ground, on top of the blankets.

I manage to maneuver myself down with my cast and quickly claw away all her clothing, desperate to get to her body. I remove mine as well. It’s cold out, but my body is on fire for her.

Her legs spread in invitation, but I spread themwider, as wide as they can go, wanting to see everything. I slowly run my fingers and eyes from her toes to her head. Her pink nipples are hard and taut. “All mine. Every inch of you. Mine to please. Mine to love.”

She nods. “All yours. Always. Never doubt it again.”

I position myself between her legs, feeling her wetness all over my stomach. My mouth and hands worship her full tits with the attention they deserve. Licking, sucking, nibbling. Those pink nipples that play on repeat in my dreams are finally back in front of me. She’s so damn perfect.

My hand trembles as it trickles down her body. I think I’m still finding it hard to believe she’s really home. That we’re really here in the stadium doing this.

I run my fingers through her pussy and then immediately bring them to my nose for a deep inhale. My eyes roll back. “So fucking good.”

As soon as I lick my fingers, I become ravenous to taste more of her. I slide down her body and bury my face in her pussy. I rub it around, covering myself in as much of her as I can. I know I don’t have long with my girl. The need to be lathered in her when she leaves again is overwhelming.

I lick through her tasty essence. Despite coming moments ago, I immediately harden again. My need for her never wanes, not for a second. I’m addicted.

She pulls my hair and writhes beneath me. “Oh god, Layton, I’ve missed this. I’ve missed your mouth. Your tongue. Don’t stop.”

If she’s feeling like I felt moments ago, she doesn’t need any teasing. She undoubtedly wants to get right to the main act.

While sucking her clit into my mouth, I slide three fingers deep inside her and she lets out a loud moan. I can already feel her tightening around me. She’s so worked up. I love it.

I know what my girl needs and where she needs it.

With my fingers still knuckle-deep, I pull my mouth off her. As soon as she lifts her head to protest, I slap her pussy. Hard.

Her back arches and she yells out as she comes so fucking strong and long. I curl my fingers to drag it out for her. If anyone is in or near this stadium, they heard her scream. She’s going off like a fire hydrant. I’m covered in her juices. I revel in it.

She eventually collapses back down, completely spent. With heavy breaths, she mumbles, “I think I just floated.”

I smile as I kiss my way up her body and nudge my tip at her entrance. “Are you ready for me, sunshine? It’s been six weeks, one day, and thirteen hours.”

She smiles at my precision and answers by wrapping her legs around me and lifting her hips. Her eyes widen. “What about your leg? Do you need me to be on top?”

“I’ll be fucking my girl properly tonight. So hard that you’ll be feeling it for the next two weeks until you come back home to me.”

I wiggle until the head of my cock eventually breaks through. Getting it in is always the hardest part. Her eyes flutter. “I think I could come from just the h…”

I immediately push all the way in. She sucks in a breath, and rasps, “Nope, this is even better.”

I bring my mouth to hers and lick around her lips, tasting her sweetness. I want to savor every second we have together on this short visit.

I begin my strokes in and out of her. We stare at eachother as our connection becomes so damn intense, I don’t know if I can control myself. There’s nothing better than the feeling of her under my body, wrapped around me again. Our two bodies becoming one.

We make love in a way we never have before. In a way that tells me something I already knew. That I’ll never want to do this with anyone else for the rest of my life. It’s more than just physical between us. I’ve had plenty of sex in my life, but nothing compares to what she and I share. A connection that shatters all preconceived notions of mine. It was always meant to be her, my soulmate.

In the glowing aftermath, we lay silent, with her in my arms. She looks up at me. “I bet you never thought I’d make good on my promise to buff your helmet at home plate.”

I let out a laugh. “I can’t say that I did, but I can say that I’ve imagined it more than a few times since you mentioned it. The real thing was even better than the fantasy.”

She turns her head, taking in our surroundings. “You know what I’ve always wanted to do?”

“What?”

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