Page 97 of The Future Play

I take a peek at the clock—almost nine—then change into my silky pajama set and climb into bed for a little nap. Jamie should be home around eleven, so this will give me time to warm dinner up, so it’s ready when he gets in.

I’m so ready for him to have a day off and be home for the whole week.

After setting my timer for an hour, I turn the noise machine on and settle in.

When I wake up, there will be an hour or less until I’m finally in Jamie’s arms again. That achy feeling hits again, but I revel in it. It’s a sign of our love, and I’m always happy to honor that.

Jamie

We got our asses kicked.Not that I’m surprised. It was drizzly. It was the last game of a road trip, and everyone was exhausted and ready to be home. I gave up more hits than I wanted and two runs, but the reliever they put in gave up five more runs. We ended with a seven to two loss.

It hurts, but with the season we’ve had, it’s not a huge deal. It’s all part of the game.

I’m still going to beat myself up a bit because that’s what I do. I always want to grow and get better and slumpy games like this throw me off, but my coaches were quick to remind us we still dominated this series.

None of it matters right now though, because all I want to do is get home to my girl. We’re back earlier than we thought we’d be, and I always love that because it’s a little extra surprise for her.

The apartment is quiet when I walk in, though some lights are on.

I find Amanda in the bedroom, asleep on top of the covers, and the timer on her phone about to gooff.

I stare down at her, splayed out beautifully. She’s so peaceful like this.

She’s mine.

My cock thickens as I stare at her, then I flick her timer off and carefully crawl onto the bed, ready to give her a much better wake-up call than her alarm.

Carefully, I pull down her silky little sleep shorts, spreading her legs and putting her slick pussy on full display.

I wonder if she’s dreaming of me. If she’s been desperate for me. How many times she touched herself this week while missing me.

Settling between her legs, I lap my tongue up her center, enjoying her sweet and tangy taste, then work my way up and swirl my tongue over her clit.

She moans in her sleep, and my cock leaks in my pants.

Gripping her thighs, I lick her clit again, then suck it into my mouth.

She inhales sharply, and I glance up, watching as she stirs. Blinking a couple of times, she looks down at me, her eyes going wide. Joy fills her face, but it’s quickly replaced by pleasure. She fists my hair and rolls her hips, riding my face.

Yes, baby. Take what you need from me.

I love waking her up like this. There’s an extra high when she’s sleepy and relaxed and she’s malleable under my touch. All it takes is the swirl of my finger around her opening and her body seizes, pulsing in long contractions as she whimpers and whines.

My cock is painfully hard as it pushes against my fly, but I don’t care. All I care about is her.

“Jamie…” She wiggles her hips and pulls away from my touch. “How long was I asleep?”

She fumbles for her phone as I sit up and crawl over to her.

“You’re home early,” she says happily, sweeping her hand over my face as I lie down next to her.

“Yep. I missed you so much I made the bus driver speed.”

She laughs and kisses me. “I missed you too. That was quite the way to wake me up.”

I give her my best charming smile. “Did my girl like that?”

“So much.” She pulls me to her lips again. “God, I missed you.” Another kiss. “I love you.” One more kiss. “I’m so excited to have a whole week with you and watch you kick ass at home.”

---