Page 5 of The Baseball Player's Obsession

There’s nothing like seeing this innocent angel touch herself, and when she calls out my name when she comes on those pretty little fingers, it’s like a hit of lust injected straight into my veins.

The knowledge that she was thinking of me when she got herself off makes me want to change into her bedroom, consequences be damned, and stuff my cock so deep inside her I’ll be permanently etched into her skin.

When I finally finish busting the biggest nut of my life, I sit there, chest heaving, contemplating my options.

I can either keep driving myself insane or go claim my girl.

Because after tonight there’s no doubt about it.

Brandy Lancaster ismine.

CHAPTERTHREE

Brandy

My heart starts pattering awayin my chest when Nate walks into my pet shop looking sexier than sin the next morning.

My cheeks burn with the memory of how I had my first orgasm last night while thinking of him.

Apparently, all I needed all along was mental fodder like Nate to help me climb that cliff and jump off it.

And my god went I jumped off it…

I clench my legs together now to ease the ache that’s taken root deep inside me.

“Hi, Nate,” I smile at him, trying my best to make my voice sound normal, but it still comes out as a breathy squeak. “What can I do for you?”

I swallow at the way his eyes smolder at me at my question.

He keeps closing the distance between us until he’s standing right in front of me in all his masculine glory. My head is tipped back to look up at him, and that electric current zings through me like lightning when he takes my hands in his.

“Go out with me.”

He doesn’t ask it as a question. It’s a demand. One that causes my core to clench with the way his voice sounds all gravelly when he says it.

I don’t even hesitate or try to play coy. “When?”

He doesn’t either. “Now. As soon as possible.”

My heart leaps in my chest at the hungry impatience reflected in his eyes.

“The shop isn’t closed yet.” My voice comes out breathy.

“Aren’t you the owner?” He points out before he speaks directly into my ear. “Close this place up, princess, and come with me before I go insane.”

I tremble both at the way he calls me “princess” and the way his hot breath fans over the shell of my ear.

“Okay,” I whisper before I do as he says with shaky hands. I feel his eyes on me the entire time.

When I’ve finally got everything locked up, Nate is there waiting for me with an outstretched hand, looking like a dream come true. I have to resist the urge to pinch myself and make sure I’m not still dreaming.

I dreamt of him all night after that first cataclysmic orgasm.

When his big hand closes around mine, a feeling of safety like I’ve never known falls over me, and I know in this moment I would trust this man with my life.

I don’t even ask where he’s taking me.

I’ll follow him anywhere.

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