“I promise I won’t be touching them like this. I won’t be touching anyone, but you like this. Even my outfit today was just for you. I’ll have to wear scrubs to work.”
“Scrubs? That might even be hotter,” he groans.
“I assure you that it’s not.” As soon as I get to his cock, I feel it harden in my hand. It’s my turn to play now. I wrap my fist around his cock and pump it.
“Fuck, baby. You don’t have to do that,” he groans but doesn’t stop me.
“I want to,” I say before leaning forward and licking the head of his dick. He leans back, and I take more of him down my throat. His hands tangle in my hair. He guides me, but not too roughly. Water splashes out of the tub as I do it. Everything is going to be a mess, but I don’t care.
“Fuck, your mouth is so hot, Carnie. Choke on it,” he says, pushing my head down more. Why do I like this so much? “I’m going to come; pull off if you don’t want me to come down your throat.” I suck harder and harder until I feel him come in my mouth. I swallow all of it down and slowly pull off of him. I stand up and climb out of the tub. I grab a towel and dry off as seductively as I can, which, let’s be honest, it’s a freaking miracle that I didn’t fall down. Despite the lack of sexiness, he watches me with attention.
“You coming?” I ask from the doorway. His head is hung back on the edge of the tub; his breathing is ragged. I feel powerful. I did that. I made him feel like that.
“Oh yeah, baby. I just need a minute to be able to feel my legs,” he says, making me giggle. I move from the doorway to his big bed and settle myself in the center of it. “You are so fucking gorgeous.” His growly voice washes over me, and I can’t help squirming in anticipation. For twenty-two years, I avoided men like the plague. I was saving myself for my husband, but one look from Javier and I didn’t think twice this time.
The more time I spend with him, the more I feel for him. It’s crazy. I have no idea why I’m feeling this way, but I’ve decided to just go with it. He joins me on the bed. He’s on his knees between my parted thighs. When he leans down to kiss me, I wrap my arms around his neck. His lips travel down my neck to my chest. I feel his hard cock nudging against my opening. Moaning, I move my hips a little to take him into me.
“I could do this forever,” I moan, then realize what I said. “I mean…”
“Don’t take that back. I am pretty sure we established this is forever. There’s no going back.”
“Oh, good. I don’t think I could ever do this with another man.”
“Damn right,” he says as he fucks into me harder and harder. I move with him, enthralled by everything that’s happening between us, no matter how fast it’s happening.
He kisses me at the same time, and I lose it. My body shakes as my orgasm overtakes me. I feel him come inside me again. No protection at all. I never wanted children, but the thought that I could have his child makes my heart swell. He pulls out of me and lies down beside me, pulling me closer to him. I snuggle into his chest. A little while later, his breathing has evened out. Like a creeper, I lean up on my elbow and stare at his sleeping form.
Growing up in Atlanta, baseball was huge in my house. I remember when Javier joined the team. I watched him on TV several times a week. I wanted him then, but the stories about him reached my ears. I hated it, but it didn’t stop me from wanting him. It’s insane how badly I wanted him. What’s even more insane is that I'm in the bed of the bad boy of baseball. And I’m the only one who has ever been in it. How freaking cool is that?
“Why are you watching me sleep,” he says, breaking out in a big grin.
“I don’t know. Mostly, I think I just can’t believe that I’m here,” I say.
“You’re right where you belong,” he says, sitting up and resting his back against his headboard. “Let’s get to know each other.”
“What do you want to know?” I ask.
“Everything.”
“Okay. I grew up in Atlanta, went to UGA, and I was Miss Georgia Peach 2020. I like science fiction shows and am the only girl in my D & D guild.”
“I play in a local celebrity guild. I'm a co-dungeon master.”