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Then her hot lips are on mine, kissing me roughly, but before I can deepen the kiss, she pulls back. “I barely even looked at the kitchen!” She dashes out of the room, and I watch her go, so in love with every wild bit of her.

After a moment, I follow her and find her bouncing around, opening all the cupboards and doing little happy dances at each thing she finds.

“New pots and pans?”

“A gift from my parents.”

She spins around and runs over to me, throwing her arms around me again. “Our own place. I can’t believe we have our own apartment!” She sighs happily. “I can’t believe you did all this. I love you.”

I run my hand up the side of her neck and look into her eyes. “I love you too. I’m so excited to live here with you.”

Slanting my mouth over hers, I pull her close, curling my fingers in her hair as we kiss. And even though I thought she’d be too tired, she fumbles with the button of my pants, then skims her hand over my crotch.

It’s a frantic race to shed our clothes. I grab her hand, ready to drag her to the bedroom and christen it, but my girl has other ideas. She yanks me back and pulls me to the floor with her.

“Right here in the middle of the kitchen?” I ask with a laugh.

“I can’t wait. I need you inside me right now.”

Probably, but she also likes doing it in as many different places as she can. We’ve fucked in almost every inch of the guest house.

I lean against the kitchen island, and she climbs onto my lap, kissing me as she slides down my length.

She doesn’t waste a second before riding me fast and hard. My girl is as desperate for me as I am for her. I palm her perfect ass and buck into her, matching every one of her thrusts.

This is the fastest way for either of us to get off, and tonight is no different.

In moments, we’re both moaning, crying out, coming apart at the seams.

She collapses against me while I’m still pulsing inside her.

I wrap my arms around her, panting heavily. “Welcome home, baby.”

She lifts her head off my shoulder, that stunning smile dancing on her lips. “Welcome home, baseball boy.”

I rest my head against the cabinet as she buries her face in my neck again.

It’s been a long time coming to get here, but I love where we are now.

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BASEBALL BOYFRIEND

Amanda

I will alwayshate travel weeks.

Jamie comes home tonight, but being apart for the last week has sucked. I’ve had events, volleyball, and my friends to keep me entertained, but I always miss him. Especially at night. The bed always feels lonely. If there was any sort of consistency in our lives, I might consider getting a pet, but that’s a long way away.

Me: Less than twelve hours!

Baseball boyfriend: Counting down the seconds. Love you, baby. Good luck today!

Me: Lol. Pretty sure I’m the one who should be saying that. Pitch awesome.

Baseball boyfriend: You have a half-day tournament, so good luck, kick ass, and I can’t wait tohear all about it.

Me: Back at you. Love you. See you soon! If you need a pick-me-up, text me any time and I’ll sneak into the bathroom and send you a shot of my tits.

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