Page 90 of The Strike Zone

She’d robbed me of words. The ability to think. Everything.

This moment.

This exact moment, holding her gaze as I filled her to the hilt, was everything I didn’t know I’d been waiting for. I stilled, staring down at her, so completely aware of every single sensation. The feel of her, the smell of her, the way her lip caught in her front tooth. Only the sudden clench of her pussy got me moving.

It was better than I’d ever dreamed.

Slowly rocking inside her, I built up the pace and she met every thrust of mine with one of hers, lifting her hips until I was grinding against her swollen clit with each drive forward. It didn’t take long until perspiration slicked across her body, making it look like she was sparkling.

This morning I’d missed her orgasm, too busy stretching out her climax with my face between her thighs. But I wasn’t about to miss this one. I wanted to know everything that happened when she exploded under me.

Right now her cheeks glowed pink, and her nose scrunched as she tried to hold on.

Gathering her hands in one of mine, I hooked a leg over my hip and kicked up the pace until Scout’s thighs shook uncontrollably. Or maybe they were my thighs trying to cling onto a shred of control. Her pussy clamped down, squeezing the life from my dick, and it was all it took.

Controllost.

Every fantasy I’d had, every lonely moment wondering what it would be like to finally get Scout—ifI ever got her—was silenced as we exploded together. My mouth fell on hers, molding together as I gave her every breath she ripped from my lungs until I finally collapsed.

I was running on five hours of sleep, a full game of baseball, and if you counted the time difference, it wasn’t far off my usual morning wake-up. It was all power to Scout that I was still awake.

“Parker…wow…”

Easing off her, I fell down on the pillow and turned to her, lifting a strand of blonde hair soaking up the sweat on her forehead to tuck behind her ear. “Just think, Davison, if you’d said yes to me the first time I asked you out, we could have been doing that weeks ago.”

“Well, I’ll just have to live with the regret.” She chuckled.

“It’s okay, you can make it up to me.”

She scooched closer, her lips pressing against mine. My eyes were so heavy as I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her into me.

For the second time in as many days, I fell asleep next to Scout Davison.

Only this time when I woke up, she was still there.

TWENTY-TWO

SCOUT

“I’ll come up when you’re finished, and we can go to HR…cool?…Scout?”

Turning away from the window, my eyes met Parker’s, who was simultaneously trying to keep one eye on the road while also clearly waiting for me to respond to whatever he’d been saying. Only I hadn’t been listening.

Mashing my mouth, I offered up some kind of apologetic shrug and leaned forward as quickly as I could to kiss him while we stopped at a red light. Just even the fact I could kiss him felt both so incredibly alien and comforting all at the same time.

“Sorry. Please could you repeat that?”

“Wow, already ignoring me.” He chuckled, brushing my knuckles to his lips.

At least two dozen people crossed haphazardly in front of us, from the looks of it, all of them on their way to work. I wondered if any of them also had a job interview.

Gah, my job interview that should have been tomorrow, so I’d have one more day to prepare, but got brought forward instead.Thatwas why I was all kinds of churned up this morning, and it wasn’t even nine a.m.

Job interviews at nine a.m. should be illegal.

At the very least they were unconstitutional.

“No, I am. I just?—”

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