Page 55 of Stolen Bases

“That’s it, baby. Ride me. Make yourself come. Let me see you fall apart.”

“Yes.” Her breaths are choppy as I urge her to move her hips faster.

One hand on her ass, and the other pinching her nipple, I encourage her to take what she wants from me. It takes every ounce of restraint I have to let her chase her own pleasure.

Gritting my teeth, I barely hold it together as her legs quake and she shatters in my lap with my name on her lips. “Cam.”

Watching Talia fall apart has got to be the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. “You’re so fucking beautiful when you come.”

She hums and drops her head to my shoulder. Wrapping my arms around her small body to hold her steady, I bite her earlobe and whisper, “That’s second.”

“I like second. A lot.” She presses a soft kiss to my neck.

“Wait until we get to third. I’m going to make you see stars.”

Talia laughs into the crook of my neck. “So cocky.”

“Not cocky. Confident.”

She adjusts her weight, and I wince, moving her off my lap. I attempt to hide how painfully hard my cock is by crossing my legs, but she doesn’t miss a thing. Her eyes bounce to my dick.

I growl, “Stop staring at him.”

“Sorry. Do you, uh … need help?” She rolls her lips between her teeth, biting back a smile.

“No,” I grunt.

She stares at my dick again.

“Seriously, stop it, Talia.”

“I’m sorry. You just look uncomfortable. I want to help. It’s not fair that I’m satisfied and you’re not. You look like you’re in pain.”

I am in pain. I want to bury my cock so deep inside her she feels me for days. But I’m a grown-ass man. I can go home, hop in the cold shower, and jerk off to memories of her rubbing her pussy on my cock while moaning my name as she comes.

Gripping the back of her neck, I tug her face to mine and kiss the hell out of her. She melts into my hold.

I nip at her bottom lip. “Tonight was all about you.”

“Cam—”

I cut her off, placing my finger on her lips.

“No.” There is no way I’m going to let her touch me. We’ll never leave this spot, and I sure as hell don’t need people stumbling across us as I fuck her into the hard desert floor beneath us. “It’s getting late, and I better get you back to your room before you turn into a pumpkin.”

“Whatever you say.”

“Fuck. Don’t say that shit to me right now.”

Talia giggles and then mimes zipping her lips.

“Smart-ass,” I grumble.

She just winks at me.

In one swift move, I scoop her up into my arms and stand. Her arms drape over my shoulders as I carry her to the car. Without a word, she holds on while I open the door and place her on the passenger seat of my wagon. Unable to stop myself, I give her a peckon the lips and slam the door shut. I gather the blankets, throw them in the back of my trunk, slide into the driver’s seat, and guide us back home.

When I place her back inside her room safely, I kiss her again, wishing like hell I didn’t have to leave her to sleep alone. And when she tells me goodnight and grins up at me with that light in her eyes, I know I’m done for.

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