Page 38 of Nailed at Home Plate

Me.

I was his breakfast.

I was stuck between not being able to breathe and gasping sharply for air. The heady sensation left me dizzy.

“Fuck, you are so fucking wet already. Were you fantasizing about me while you were watching? That’s a good girl.” Jamie gasped out, his lips glistening with the evidence of his exceedingly incredible oral talents. “Come on, Cady. Your body wants this.Beg for it.Iwant to fucking hear you.” My bottom lip dropped open, but no sound came out. He dove back in with a vengeance, eager to make me comply with his demand.

The moans tumbled out quickly, completely uninhibited since heaskedfor them. I couldn’t overthink at this moment. I just had to throw caution to the wind as yet another one of my fantasies about the man was about to come to fruition. I could finally scream out his name in ecstasy and he would actuallyhearit. Again.

“Jamie…! Fuck yes, I want it, you…Ohmygod…” Oxygen burned my lungs on the intake as I inhaled sharply as he coaxed two fingers into my slick cunt. He angled the pads of his fingers to hit my G-spot. My words caused a vibrating moan against my clit from the man. There was no stopping the noises of pleasure now.

“Yes!Fuck yes!Jamie,yes…I’m cumming…fuckfuckfuck…!” My eyes clamped tightly closed as I thought my soul was going to shoot straight out of my body through my eye sockets. Bless him, he didn’t stop the work of his mouth or fingers. He kept me perpetually over the edge of utter euphoric bliss until my vaginal walls were spent.

I was fit to collapse on my counter but the sultry move of Jamie as he rose to his feet, all while sucking my release off his fingers, had me ready to keel head over heels. A hum of delight reverberated deep in his throat as he cleaned each finger clear down to the third knuckle. My brain could no longer process thoughts.

“That was delicious but…” Jamie murmured as he boxed me in, a thick bicep to each side of me. A lazy kiss grazed along my jaw. “I think I need seconds…ofeverything.”

“I don’t have any condoms in the kitchen.” I blurted out. Because what lonely-as-fuck single woman in her early 30s would have condoms in her kitchen? A smart one. I apparently was not at all smart. Or efficient.

“That’s fine. We can go where the condoms are.” With a rakish grin, his hands wrapped around me. In one smooth move, he tossed me over his shoulder. My bare ass grazed along the scruff of his jaw, chafing the mostly untouched sensitive skin there. I would have squealed if it wasn’t for the fact that all air had vacated from the premise of my lungs as I found myself staring at his glorious bare ass.

Somehow in the scuffle of my first orgasm of the morning, his towel had worked its way loose. I pouted a little bit that I only had a bird’s eye view of his ass instead of getting the entire top-to-bottom vision as he strutted past.Weird thing to whine about, Cadence.

Jamie dropped me onto the bed but didn’t give me a moment to adjust myself after the first bounce. Grabbing me by the ankles, he dragged my ass to the edge of the bed. The move was aided by the silk robe that had completely slipped off my body into a crumpled mess beneath me. One wrong move and I would have tipped forward and over the edge of the bed onto my ass. He wedged himself between the V of my thighs to stop me from doing just that.

He stood like an utter god above me. The morning sunlight gave him an ethereal glow with his golden skin, tan from many hours on the ball field.While I laid back admiring him, he did the same thing to me with his intense stare.

What did we come in for?

Oh right. Condoms.

With one hand, I reached out and managed to finagle my bedside drawer open. Dipping my hand inside, I fished around for the box of condoms. However, at that moment, Jamie thought it was a perfectly acceptable time to distract me.

His fingers gripped the underside of my thighs, pushing them open for his hungry gaze. The pads of his thumbs dipped into me to open my slit like one would the petals of a rose. With a swift uptick of his hips, he slid the underside of his thick cock through my slick. My entire body shuddered with the glorious sensation as the box of condoms slipped through my fingers and back into the drawer.

Holy shit this man had no fucking chill.

Condoms were left forgotten for the moment. I could feel the intense heat from his hard cock as the underside of it teasingly slipped through my folds. With one subtle buck of my hips, my body could swallow him whole. That thought process was dangerous. I’d rather be safe than sorry, no matter how badly I wanted to feel him bareback.

“Dammit, Cadence. I’d give anything to bury my cock deep inside you. You’re so fucking wet. And only getting wetter by the second with my cock against your clit.” The grit to his voice was fierce as it filtered between clenched teeth.

“You’re a major league ball player. I’ve heard the stories. Who knows where your balls have been?” I gasped out. “If you want to hit a home run, you’d better suit up.” I didn’t want him to stop. Heseemingly wasn’t going to stop. It was almost as if we were both hypnotized.

“That was too many sexy baseball puns. And I’m not like other players.” I shot him a look and caught his panty-melting grin. Good thing I wasn’t wearing any panties for his hot-as-fuck gaze to incinerate. “You really are something…” Jamie hummed as he finally stopped the teasing thrust of his hips. Instead, he bent down to kiss me as his hand went fishing in my bedside drawer.

“Gotta keep things interesting.” I shot back, surprised I was able to manage this much smartassness first thing in the morning without my usual jolt of coffee. Because Jamie was certainly ahellof a shock to the loins.

“I like interesting…” Shooting me a playful grin, he quickly ripped open the foil packet. I could see the shiver of delight ripple up his body as he fisted his cock and rolled the condom down his shaft. Goddammit, I wanted him again. So fucking much.

Reaching down, he coaxed my legs to bend and come back towards me a bit. Once within reach, his pointer and thumb cuffed around my ankles. From there, they found a seat of power, perched against his shoulders.

I just…whoa.

I was typically a missionary girlie. This position was a freaking unexpected wild card slot late in the season. My head was spinning. Because damn, he looked like a literal god staring down at me from the heavens. And I was his newest acquisition.

His hands wrapped around the front of my thighs like a vice, clamping them together. I felt thedelicious press of his armored cock. My breath caught and shuddered to a sudden halt.

I needed it. All over again. To remind myself that last night did actually happen and we were deep into game two after a blowout performance from the home team.

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