Page 35 of Nailed at Home Plate

This time I didn’t keep quiet. I didn’t whisper his name in fear that the fantasy would disappear behind my eyelids. His name shot from my mouth and reverberated off my bedroom walls. A rhythmic chant of whimpers of moans of my favorite two syllables. Just hearing it leave my lips, and knowing that Jamie, and not my usual silicone toy, was thereason my body was in utter ecstasy, made my orgasm all the more stronger.

Jamie was panting almost as heavily as I was as I finally fell back to earth and back into his arms. There was a light sheen of perspiration along his forehead. He had to be doing everything in his power not to lose it.

“Fucking worth it.” He huffed out as he leaned down and kissed me. “Every damn fucking second. I can die a happy man now after hearing you scream my name like that as I finger fucked you to orgasm.”

Jeezus.

Not only was I in bed with the man who’d been the star of my fantasies for the last few years, but he also had a filthy mouth and just made the most epic confession I’d ever heard in my entire life. My hands shot down between us. I needed him naked. I needed him balls-deep inside me.

The bonus would be if he ended up screamingmyname. Because holy fuck, I was going to do everything in my power to make that happen.

A heated groan grazed the skin of my throat as he tucked his head in the crook of my neck to brace himself. From the feel of him through the fabric, he was deliciously girthy and ironically close in scale to my suction cup dildo that hid in my bedside drawer.

The man seemed like he was ready to blow his load at any moment. I needed to go about this delicately before we had to stop for an interlude. This might be my only chance to sleep with the man of my dreams. I wanted to make it count.

Careful to ease off the throttle just a bit, I grazed my fingertips along the straining outline of his cock through his boxer briefs. My other hand reached outto ease his boxers down over the obstacle in question. It was no easy feat, but I managed to do so without teasing the man any more than I needed to.

A sharp hiss whistled through his clenched teeth as the cool air of my bedroom hit his bare skin. I was so tempted to dip my gaze down to look at him, but I stopped myself. I wanted to see him completely naked before I took in that vision. Thankfully he assisted me in divulging his body from his last piece of clothing and chucked it into the dark void of the room.

Jamie adjusted himself back to his previous position to cage me beneath his toned body. It was then that my eyes fluttered open and dipped down to enjoy the view. But little did I know that he was doing the same thing to me.

“Fuck it, Cadence. I need you. I can’t wait another damn second to be inside you.” Jamie gasped out before he claimed my mouth for yet another soul-sucking kiss. It was a bunch of flusters all at once. My eyes were still open in shock as he made me melt into the bed from the touch of his lips alone. “Condoms?”

“B-Bedside drawer…” I managed to get out as the jumble of cartoony hearts invaded my vision. Reaching over, I had a front-row seat to the flex of his bicep as his arm stretched out to open the drawer.

With him considerably distracted for the time being, my eyes slid further down his stretched body to drink him in. I let out a slow breath as my gaze caressed down the hills and valleys of muscles along his torso. All before my eyes stopped on his glorious dick that was only inches away from the skin of my inner thigh. I couldn’t help myself.

“Oh my god.”

“I…take that as a good thing…?” It wasn’t until Jamie’s response that I realized I had said the words out loud instead of under my breath as I originally thought.

“I…uh…”Fuck it, too late now.“Holy fuck, you’re gorgeous.” Although my words may have been misconstrued as I was staring directly at his fully erect and glorious cock instead of his face.

The empty condom wrapper fluttered through my line of vision, pulling me from my stare. Easing himself back on his knees, Jamie sat up and gave me the most utterly beautiful sight. He was in the exact position that he typically was in behind home plate. Only in all his naked glory, straddling my bare thighs with both of us inmybed.

I could never watch another game without imagining him like this. All sinew and strength as he commanded over me. Which was only made hotter as I watched him roll the condom down his dick. There was a breathless smile on his lips.

As if of its own accord, my hand shot down between my legs to graze along my clit. With the nude visual of Jamie Rheems kneeling above you, what woman wouldn’t want to get herself off to it? The move resulted in a desperately hungry groan from Jamie as he fell onto all fours above me.

His hand grabbed my jaw, pinning me right where he wanted me while the other dismissed my hand from its duty to take over himself. I couldn’t help my needy whimper as his fingers dipped back into my slick heat. The rest of the noises he swallowed up as he reclaimed my mouth.

“There’s nothing hotter than a woman who can’t help but touch herself.”

“It's all your fault.” I gasped out in between kisses. The only response I got at first was a rough exhale as he used the coating of my desire on his fingers to lubricate the condom. The fact that he was now stroking himself to the same extent did not escape me.

“So, you’ve said.” I would have said some smart-ass remark in reply, but I couldn’t exactly fault him for being correct. Or be mad at a man for actually listening to me for that matter. “And fuck if it's not my favorite thing I’ve ever heard.”

There was a bit of a commanding husk to his voice as he nipped at my jawline. My hands couldn’t stop moving across his body. I needed to memorize it all.

With a subtle shift, his hips dropped down. A delicious, heated shiver moved from the tips of my toes to my scalp. The head of his cock brushed against my inner thigh as my legs adjusted to accommodate him. I needed him deep inside me more than anything I’d ever wanted in my entire life. I wanted to feel what it was like being intimate with Jamie, just once. Because so far, he was already batting a thousand on the sexy hotness seduction scale.

The searing heat turned into a tender simmer as Jamie’s mouth and hands moved to soft caresses as he adjusted his hips to line himself up. My hands slid up his body to cup his face. The pads of my thumbs brushed across the stubble on his cheeks. I needed to see this. I needed to feel all of it. To ground every part of myself to this moment.

Jamie’s eyes caught mine. My heart skipped a beat which sent a cascade of goosebumps down my arms. The moment his gaze softened and he gave me a tender smile, it was all over.

Sealing our union with a kiss, he used the distraction to ease himself inside me. I was not at all prepared for the literal fireworks that exploded behind my eyelids. My bottom lip broke the seal as an unexpected, shaky whimper spilled forth.

With the broken connection of our mouths, Jamie let out a ragged breath. My eyes flashed open only to be met by his just-as-surprised steel-blue gaze. What in the fucking history of baseball was going on here?

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