Page 124 of Stolen Bases

We’re all sweaty arms and legs as we cling to each other after what has to be the best sex of my life. I didn’t know it could be like that with someone. I know Cam’s been with his fair share of women, but that felt … different.

“Is it always like that?” I ask, curious if it was just me whose world got rocked.

“Fuck no. It’s never been like that for me. That was…”

“A grand slam?”

Cam throws his head back and laughs. He tilts my chin up for me to look into his hazel eyes. I’m mesmerized by the glowing green-gold and amber striations in his irises and the soft smile on his lips that reaches the corners of his bright eyes.

“Baby, that was a grand slam at the bottom of the ninth with the bases loaded, two outs, and two strikes on fireworks night.”

I grin at him from ear to ear. I might not know everything about baseball, but I know what that means. “Really?”

He idly brushes his thumb over my bottom lip. “Really. Best I’ve ever had. Mind-blowing, life-altering, amazing as fuck. And it’s because it was with you. It was us.”

His vulnerable declaration has my heart doing this little flip thing that makes my chest warm and my pussy ready for more.

“We were pretty great together. Want to test out our findings and see if we get the same result?” I throw my leg over his hips and straddle his waist. His cum trickles into a pool on his lower abs.

Cam stares at the mess with heavy eyelids. “Are you sore?”

“No.” I shake my head. I might be in denial, but right now, all I want is for this man to sink into my body and drown with me.

His cock springs to life, hardening behind me as he runs a finger through the puddle. He holds it out to me. “Lick.”

Eyes on his, I lick my lips, grip his wrist, and bring his finger to my mouth. I suck his savory cum off his finger with a moan.

“So fucking dirty and all mine.”

I slide my hips back, allowing his hardening cock to lie heavy and thick between us.

“Not so fast.” He grips my thighs.

I pause, waiting for his next move.

“It’s time for these to go.” Cam grasps the edge of the blue pasties and rips them off the tips of my breasts.

I yelp in shock but don’t complain when, not a second later, Cam has my nipple in his mouth, licking and sucking at the pebbled peak. He switches, lavishing the other with the same attention, taking the sting away while whispering all the dirty things he’s going to do to me.

Once again, I let him lead me down the path of carnal fucking with feelings. Every deep stroke, wet kiss, dirty word, mind-bending orgasm, and murmured I-love-you is ten times better than the last.

Because it’s us.

thirty

Cameron

Something warm and wetcovers my cock. My hips buck, but I’m trapped between sleep and consciousness, and my eyes won’t open. I reach for Talia, but her side of the bed is cool and empty.

What the hell? Where is she?

I try to roll away, searching for her, but something grasps both my inner thighs, keeping me in place. An indescribable sensation gripping the base of my cock strokes upward with a firm tug. A wet brush up the length of my shaft follows, before the same brush laps at the tip. Heat spreads through my groin.

“Fuck, so good,” I mumble, my voice thick with sleep.

The soft sound of humming and tingly vibrations along my hard length have my eyelids fluttering open. The room is still dark, but as my eyes wake up and my vision clears, I can make out the top of Talia’s head as she bobs up and down on my cock.

I’ve never been woken up from sleep with a woman’s lips wrapped around my dick before. And not just any woman’s. My woman’s.

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