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“Every base hit you get while you’re away, you get to go to the corresponding base.” His eyes widened as my voice turned sultry. “On my body.”

The way Jamie reacted to my words only empowered me further. His fingers curled into the sides of my dress, crumpling the fabric in his fierce grip. I was worried that his first few games had been a fluke. He was on the verge of being his old self again.

After that first night in my bed, Jamie had the best week of baseball since his injury. If I gave him something to look forward to when he got back to Philly, then maybe it would give him something else to fight for. Asexymotivation.

“If you get to first base…” Leaning back in, I brushed the barest hint of a kiss against his bottom lip to emphasize my point. My hands made their way down his arms to grasp ahold of him. It was like he was frozen there, hanging onto my every word, ravenous to see where I was going with this. I felt so nervous taking dirty to him, but I had to give him that extra little incentive. “You can cum in my mouth.”

“Second…” My lips hovered along his jaw, close enough that I could feel each of his heated breaths. Taking his hands into mine, I brought his palms to my breasts. There was a subtle groan deep in his throat. My breath hitched as he took the open invitation to touch me with suppressed glee. “You can fuck these.”

“Third…” My voice was almost nonexistent as I gathered all the courage I had to put on my sultry best. My heart was racing. I moved his hand to slip into the V of my thighs. With our bodies so close together, I could feel that he was already fit to burst through his dark dress pants. Hopefully, this was going to make alingering impression. “Maybe we break out some toys?”

“And a…” With my now free hand, I teasingly danced along the waistband of his pants. “…home run.” With that, I firmly cupped my palm around the tip of his diamond-hard cock that was straining against the unforgiving fabric. His hands shot to my waist and pulled my hips tight against him. “Or…runs.” I gasped out. He was nearly foaming at the mouth to hear what the final prize would be. “Feel free to stick yourbatinanyhole.”

Are You Even Real

TEDDY SWIMS & GIVEON

My phone buzzed with a message notification. Normally I’d ignore it, especially when I was engrossed in a book. But if I was being honest, I could barely remember anything that I’d read in the last week. Not when I was on the edge of my seat in anticipation waiting for a text or a call from Jamie.

The messages and calls had been infrequent, but when he did manage to contact me, I found it difficult to get the outrageous beating of my heart under control. Having my sexy professional baseball player crush actually text me was so much better than any romance book out there.

I tried my darndest not to look at the scores or game stats while they were on their road trip. Because if I looked, I was sure I’d end up texting him, asking for all the details. I didn’t want to overwhelm him right now. Besides, part of me was still worried that he would fall off his streak and I couldn’t take the heartbreak.

Desperately grasping for my phone, I lifted it to see the alert only for my raging heart to stop.

You owe me

Big time

I blinked at the message, trying to wrack my mind as to what he was alluding to. After a very hot few days with Jamie, a week with him and the team on the road had been torture. Normally I loved the quiet of road trips. But with this one, I’d been counting down the hours.

But I also owe you

You owe me?

What for?

This sexy deal of yours

I gulped. Hoo boy. Those promises I made were about to be the stupidest thing I’d ever done.

Or the smartest.

What’s the damage?

Should I break it down per game or…?

PER GAME JAMIE RHEEMS?

I relished in the pitter-patter my heart vibrated with as I typed his name. How the fuck was this real liferight now? Jamie could have completely cut ties when he went on the road, instead, he kept it as is. Where was Jamie when I needed that ass pinch of a reality check?

With his smart-ass remark, I smiled. My sexy promises, or his luck, had worked. Letting out a relieved breath, my phone vibrated again.

Yes

Like I said I owe you for this Cady. Knowing I had you to look forward to helped me a lot.

A lot

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