Page 37 of Hard Ball

I grab my small clutch from the back of my closet, carefully placing my phone, cash, and keys into it before heading into the living room. Just as I place the bag on my couch, there’s a quiet knock at my front door that sends fire shooting over every inch of my skin. My hands start to shake as I think of the man on the other side of the door.

“Open the door, Sunshine,” he says as I open the door and take him in.

He looks delicious. He’s wearing a tailored dark blue suit jacket that brings out his eyes. His crisp white shirt has the two top buttons undone which gives him this disheveled look that I’m loving, and his blond hair is combed back away from his face, so I peer into those blue eyes unobstructed. The second our eyes meet; I sense his hunger. That desperate hunger that is falling off him as he takes me in, and my knees weaken.

“Hi,” I say weakly, not trusting my voice not to betray just how turned on I am at the sight of him.

A small grunt comes from Josh but other than that he’s silent. His eyes travel up and down my body, making me weaker with every passing glance.

“Do I look okay?” I ask, turning around, and as my back is turned, I hear him curse and I’m pushed into my apartment as the door is slammed behind us.

“Don’t you dare think about changing,” he growls as he spins and pins me up against the closed door. “You look fucking incredible. How the hell am I supposed to get through tonight with you looking like that?” His lips are against my neck before I can utter a word as he places soft kisses along my neck until he reaches my ear. “I missed you,” he says while biting the sensitive skin along my neck, and I gasp, leaning my head back against the door.

“Fuck…” I whine, but the closer his body gets to mine, the more I want something.

His erection is clear and present against my thigh as he grinds it against me, causing a moan to leave my throat.

“Fuck it.” He curses as he takes my mouth in a punishing kiss that makes me lose my breath. I forgot what his lips felt like on my skin. I revel in the softness of them.

I reach for his hair, grasping it with all my strength as I pull him closer. His tongue demands entrance, and I gladly let him in. The heat of his hands travels from my hips up to my back as they grab the exposed flesh, as if he can’t get enough.

“Josh… I need you, please…” I moan. “I need you so bad.” My voice is raspy as his fingers trace patterns on my skin. I’m aching for him.

“I know,” he murmurs between kisses. “I know exactly what you need.”

I groan as my hands grasp at the door for support. His hands leave my back and travel over my ass and up under my dress.

“Fuck, sweetheart, you’re not wearing any panties,” he growls, his hands grabbing my ass and slowly traveling exactly where I need them most. “Are you wet for me?” he whispers into my ear, and all I can do is nod as my brain loses all sense of control. His hands retreat as a whimper leaves my mouth, hating the loss of his touch. “Don’t worry, Sunshine, I’m not going anywhere.” And before I know it, he’s down on his knees, pushing up the fabric of my dress, revealing just how much I want him.

“Josh, seriously, I’m going to go insane if you don’t touch me.”

The way his fingers trace over my skin is driving me crazy with want, but my body knows it wants more than his touch.

“What do you want, Harper?” he demands, looking up at me from his knees.

I don’t know what it is about this demanding side of him that I love so much, but I want more.

“I want you to make me come. I need it,” I whine, hating myself for being so desperate but from the look in his eyes, he’s right there with me.

“And?” he asks, questioning me and making me groan in annoyance.

“Huh?” I ask, not paying attention to his words when his hands slowly make their way up my thighs, lightly trailing higher and higher, making me shake in anticipation.

“I want you,” he starts as he kisses my thigh. “To tell me.” His kisses grow softer the closer he gets to my pussy. “What you want me to do to you,” he grunts as he leans forward, his lips inches away from my core as my hips move on their own. I curse when his hands keep me in place, leaving me at his mercy.

“I need you to fucking touch me. Make me come,” I grunt through clenched teeth, as my hands find the back of his head and pull him closer.

“Fuck. Yes.” He groans as he lunges forward, his mouth attacking my core with everything he has. His tongue flicks my clit as I cry out, feeling his hands grab my ass and pull me closer toward his lips. That talented tongue of his lavishes me, making me quiver as the beginnings of an orgasm travel through my body. I start to ride his face, chasing the feeling that’s quickly rising inside me.

“Fuck, sweetheart, you taste fucking incredible,” he says against me as I push my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. His tongue enters me and my entire body weakens.

“Keep doing that… just like that,” I beg as he does exactly as I ask. His mouth fucking me as my entire body catches fire and when his thumb begins to swirl against my clit, I lose all semblance of reality.

I begin to moan unintelligibly as he whispers, “Come for me, Sunshine, come all over my face.”

And I do. I scream my release as my arms fall to my sides, hitting the door behind me as the shock waves hit one after the other. His tongue continues its ministrations until my body starts to calm down and I sink back against the door.

I reach for Josh, pulling him up as he stands in front of me. He bends and kisses me lightly, just enough for me to taste myself on his lips. It’s the hottest thing and ignites something inside me. I grab his neck, pulling him toward me, wanting more. So much more.

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