Page 63 of Stolen Bases

She digs her heels into my ass, pulling my hips flush with hers, and grinds her pussy on my weeping cock. “Cam, shut up and steal third base already.”

You don’t have to tell me twice. If my girl wants to see the stars, that’s what I’m going to give her.

I devour her mouth with a wet and hungry kiss. She meets me stroke for stroke as her hands tug on my hair. My lips travel to her jaw, her neck, and over the tops of her breasts, leaving a trail of sloppy wet kisses. My hands roam her body as her hips meet mine, grinding.

I need her clothes gone. I want to feel every inch of her skin before I make her come on my tongue for the first time.

Flipping her shirt up, I come face to face with the sexiest set of tits I’ve ever seen. She’s wearing a sheer nude lace bra. It’s not overtly sexy, like she’s trying too hard, but it is sexy enough to make me want to rip the offending material off her body and suck her nipples until she explodes.

Her nipples are pointed hard, and begging for my attention.

Talia pushes me back, and I roll to her side, giving her space. Entranced by her every move, I lean on my elbow and watch as she sits up and takes off her shirt. Then as she reaches behind her back, and unclasps her bra, letting the straps fall over her shoulders before removing it and dropping it next to her shirt. She cups her tits, lifting them inches from my mouth before groping them and pinching her dark nipples.

“You’re so fucking sexy, itty bitty.”

She hums as I swat her hands away, replacing them with mine before taking a nipple into my mouth. I nip the tip of her hardened peak, eliciting a hiss of approval.

“More,” she moans, grabbing the back of my head to pull me closer.

I do as she asks, soothing the tender flesh with my tongue before giving the other my full attention and repeating the process.

The sound of nearing partygoers has me pushing Talia onto her back and cover her tits with my hands.

“Why are you stopping? Please don’t. I need you, Cam.” She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck like a sexy koala. Pulling my hair, she tugs my face to hers, then she shoves her tongue into my mouth and kisses me.

I fall into her spell, kissing her back. I’m ravenous for her.

The voices get closer, and I rip my mouth away. “Baby, I need you to stop. There are people close by.”

“No, don’t. I’m so turned on right now; I don’t care who sees.”

“Fuck that.” She does care, and so do I. I will not take a chance and let someone see her sexy body. No one gets to see her like this. Just me. Only me. “I have an idea.”

I jump up, pull out my favorite Evaders hoodie—the first one I received after being drafted to the team—from the bench seat storage box and hand it to her. I brought it to give it to her so I don’t have to see her in Nico’s clothes anymore.

“Put this on.”

“What the hell is this?”

“My hoodie.” I throw it in her lap as I stand at the foot of the sunbed.

“I get that. Why do I have to put it on?”

“To cover up. I don’t want anyone but me to see you naked.”

“You’re ridiculous.” She lies on the bed, her raven hair coming undone from her braid. She looks messy and fucking hot, topless and waiting for me.

My dick punches at my zipper. “Put the damn hoodie on, Talia,” I command.

She huffs but sits up and slides the gray fabric over her head. She arches a sassy brow at me.

“Good girl,” I croon.

Her lips part and thighs tense at the praise she sobadly craves.

“Now, stand up and take off your jeans.”

I take a step back as Talia sits up, scoots to the end of the sunbed, and stands. She runs her hands over my chest before doing as she’s told and unbuttoning her jeans. She slides them down her legs and kicks them to the side.

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