Page 79 of The Shake Off

I shrugged halfheartedly. “They come to the Midwest and West coast games more, but it’s hard for them to get away. Ranching is twenty-four/seven, but they watch every single one at home – or my pop listens on the radio while he’s out on the Big Green.”

“What’s that?”

“A tractor. A big one he uses for building fences or moving shit.”

“It’s nice that you have a family who supports you like that.”

Her tone made me want to wrap her up and ask if she was okay, but then her gaze moved over my shoulder. The next thing I knew, she was holding up the latest copy ofCosmoI’d taken from Lux, and was flicking through the pages.

The problem with this was the relevant pages – the ones with the quizzes on and the cartoon sex people – had all been earmarked. Lux had even scrawled through diagram three on page fifty-seven and scored it two out ten in a red Sharpie. The word ‘unrealistic’ was next to it.

I held in my grin as I remembered him coming home on Wednesday following that episode. He’d spent all morning in the bath, we’d needed to restock on Epsom salts afterwards, he’d seen the PT before warmups, and then again after.

She turned around and I held my breath. This was about to go one of two ways, and I prayed a storm-out wasn’t on the cards. Ireallywanted to see what was under that raincoat.

“Why do you have this?”

“Um…” I smoothed along my moustache, although it had now completely disappeared into my beard. I debated lying, but I wasn’t quick enough to come up with something convincing. “I’ve been reading it.”

“Why?” she frowned.

“For you,” I shrugged. “For my game.”

Her frowned deepened, and I already knew her well enough that it meant I needed to provide more of an explanation.

“Since I’ve been reading that, I haven’t just been improving on the start of the season, I’ve been improving on last year too.”

“Because of us having sex?”

“Yes,” I replied simply, ignoring all the skepticism in her voice, because I had no other explanation. “My average for earned runs last year was just under three for the season. If you don’t count the beginning of this season, it’s nearer two point seven… since we’ve been having sex.”

She nodded, but I wasn’t quite sure she was following me. “And is this where you’ve been getting everything from? That thing you did with your tongue the other night?”

“Yep.”

The smirk reappeared in the corner of her mouth, adding a level of amusement to her eyes that turned the dark brown a caramel color. I could almost see little flames burning behind them, and my shoulders relaxed measurably.

“Impressive.”

“Thank you.” I removedCosmofrom her hands, and tossed it to the side. Out of sight, hopefully out of mind. I was done with the talking portion of the evening. “Now, you want to show me what’s under that coat of yours?”

Her eyes widened like she’d just remembered why she was here, and loosened her hold on the raincoat until it fell open. Her bottom lip caught in her teeth as she looked up at me, and slowly allowed the coat to drop from her shoulders. My cock was hard before her coat hit the floor. My fists clenched and my heart hammered so hard against my rib cage, I was convinced I was on the verge of a heart attack.

This was nothing like what I saw her wear in the mornings. If it had been, I’d never have allowed her to leave the apartment.

The thinnest, silkiest, black ribbons were tied in little bows on the edges of her collarbones, running down to tiny triangular cups of the sheerest black lace. So sheer and delicate the goosebumps pebbling her body were on full display, and I wanted to congratulate it for doing such an awesome job at holding up her incredible tits in a way that seemed to defy gravity.

Between them hung a long pearl necklace, unnecessarily drawing my attention straight to her cleavage. Unnecessary, because I couldn’t tear my eyes away from it, and was fighting hard to overcome the desperate urge to put my face between them. Having recently become quite well acquainted with the pair, I felt qualified to say they were the most perfect tits I’d ever been in the presence of.

My gaze traveled lower, across her smooth golden curves, to the matching panties hugging her hips and cupping her ass like a second skin. More little ribbon bows were tied at the sides that I wanted to unwrap as greedily as a kid on Christmas. More goosebumps shot across her belly, and I couldn’t be sure if it was from the temperature I kept it here, or from arousal under the heat of my gaze, because there was no way it wasn’t blazing hot.

I was also trying to keep my rage under control, and the impulse to kill any one of those three out there who’d witnessed her dressed in this. Actually, Tanner could live another day, he’d been in his bedroom.

I picked my jaw up from where it had dropped, though my voice seemed to have regressed to that of a pre-pubescent boy, and I cleared my throat several times before I could speak. “You wore this for me?”

She nodded.

“I don’t know where to start.”

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