Page 17 of Dead Ball Situation

Damn it. Sacha loved him so much. He didn’t know where to start. Bandit was an idiot, blind to his charms. Sacha felt like he was also to blame. He had been the ugly sort of jealous and refused to speak to Bandit.

“Next time, I’ll believe in your wisdom when you tell me someone has a thing for me.”

A watery laugh burst from Sacha. “It was actually Baba who noticed. She didn’t like the way Tip touched her man.”

A sexy rumble of laughter came from Bandit’s chest. Sacha pressed closer to the sound. His heartbeat gave Sacha the courage and peace he needed.

“I shouldn’t have ignored your calls and texts. Your refusal to believe me mixed with my jealousy and I don’t know what happened. I’ve never been in love before. No one told me it would hurt.”

Bandit linked fingers with him. “I don’t think it’s supposed to. I just think I’m dumb.”

Sacha’s lips found Bandit’s throat. He felt Bandit swallow.

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone else. If I’m failing, I need you to tell me because I can’t lose you, Sacha. There’s no one else out there for me. I honestly believe part of the reason I was so blind to Tip is because I don’t see anyone but you in this way. You’re the one I want. Forever.”

Sacha’s heart couldn’t take it. He snagged Bandit’s hair and took the kiss he wanted. His feelings poured out and flooded their kiss. In no time, he was on his back with Bandit swinging between touching him everywhere and flattening his palms against the mattress, as if trying to keep them still.

“I’m sorry. You don’t deserve to always have me pawing at you. I’d never want you to think that’s the only reason I come around.”

Gah. He was so sickeningly perfect. Sacha pushed Bandit’s shirt up, stealing it. “Paw at me. I love it.”

Bandit’s hands returned to his body, but he didn’t move fast. Sacha was fully aware of every brush of his fingers. He didn’t miss the way Bandit slowly stripped him. Sacha enjoyed the show of Bandit rolling a condom down his length and savored the way his body ached while Bandit lubed and stretched Sacha’s asshole.

“I wish you could see what I do when I look at you. You’d never think you’re not special again.” Sacha meant every word. With his lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and lust burning in his eyes, Bandit was the sexiest vision Sacha had ever encountered.

Bandit’s mouth quirked. “That’s probably not true. I just think you see something in me no one else does.” His eyes turned twice as intense. “And I thank God for it every day.” His cock slowly slid inside Sacha, stretching him wide. Bandit stared down at him, openly watching Sacha writhe. “You have no idea how much I longed every day for you to notice me. I would stare and beg the universe for you to look my way.” Bandit rocked inside him. “There’s been a lot of times in my life when I hated my inability to read people. But you’ll never understand how much I resent the years I could’ve spent with you if I had known we felt the same.” He swiped his lips across Sacha’s mouth and thrust. “You’re the only man I see, and now that I know I have your attention, I can’t look away. All I want to do is to be right here.” He gently rolled his hips, giving Sacha maximum pleasure while also making tears fill Sacha’s eyes.

“I love you.” Sacha couldn’t hold back the whispered words. They were the truest he had ever spoken.

Bandit’s lips skimmed his cheek, moving toward his mouth. “I love you too. Please don’t leave me.”

A strength Sacha hadn’t known he possessed overcame him. “Never.” He rolled, pinning Bandit beneath him. Sacha took the pleasure he wanted. Bandit’s features turned feral as Sacha bounced on his dick, setting the pace. He visibly strained to hold out long enough for Sacha to come.

“You’re so fucking sexy. I want to watch you shake beneath me.”

Bandit’s expression was fierce as he bared his teeth and spoke with a clenched jaw. “Stop fucking talking, Sacha. I’m about to disappoint the hell out of you.”

“You could never disappoint me. Let me watch you lose control.”

He saw the moment Bandit lost the battle against himself. His entire body jerked in the sexiest of shows. A loud gasp tore through the room. Satisfaction roared through Sacha. He had done that. No matter how many people sought to steal Bandit, Sacha was the one making his control snap.

The world spun past him. Sacha found himself on his back and his cock in Bandit’s mouth. Every thought fled while he strained against the hot suction. Bandit was so fucking talented in everything he did. Sacha scratched at his shoulders and the covers beneath him, trying to cling to any speck of sanity. His hips wouldn’t stop lifting, trying to take what he wanted. Bandit never let up. He bobbed fast on Sacha's dick. Tension coiled inside him, tightening by the second. His every muscle tensed. He bit his lip to keep from crying out the way he wanted. Even in his lust, he was hyperaware of his family still outside his room. His body shook as wave after wave washed away his every thought. Pleasure rocked his soul. He saw their future unfold. They were together for every second.

Bandit couldn’t stop trailing his fingers up and down the back of Sacha’s arm. He loved the way chill bumps formed beneath his touch. With Sacha using his chest as a pillow, he was in heaven, but he still felt like they had so much to talk about. The more he had thought about Tip’s accusations, the more Bandit had come to realize he couldn’t let Sacha continue to flounder along, barely giving himself a second to breathe. While Sacha had his pride, that trait was killing him under the weight of what more than one man should be forced to handle. Bandit was in the position to make his life easier, and he would, even if he had to go around Sacha to do it.

He opened his mouth while still unsure of how to start.

“I got fired today.”

Everything inside Bandit lit with rage. He nearly leapt from the bed in his immediate need to tear into Baylor.

Sacha didn’t give his rage time to truly take root. “Well, actually, Baylor has decided to dissolve his business to focus on family.He gave me five years' severance and has already set up thirty specialty cake orders for me to start my own business.”

Damn. Bandit kind of wanted to kiss Baylor right on the mouth. “That’s awesome, for both of you, honestly. Baylor will never feel secure being away from a child again once they adopt and you should be living your dream. Not his.”

He felt Sacha shrug. “Maybe, but working on his dream meant avoiding more responsibilities I don’t know how to handle. I didn’t have to worry about taxes and overhead. All I had to do with Baylor was my job and collect my salary. Now I have all these things at once and I’m terrified of failing.”

Bandit saw his opening. “Last night, when I rejected Tip, he accused me of making you up because you’d never been to a game. I told him you were busy working. He asked why you’d need to do that since you have me.”

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