Page 26 of Nailed at Home Plate

Even when she annoyed me to no end and made my blood boil by bossing me around in this weird excuse for baseball. Now that I finally had her right where my body wanted her, I couldn’t help but think about all the ways she had made mine flush with awareness and need.

With our bodies pressed so intimately together, it only exacerbated the fact that I’d been in utter fucking denial about how badly I wanted this woman. Between her devotion to baseball and love for her team, she was literally someone who could have walked straight out of my dreams and into my arms.

Every part of my body was screaming to kiss her. Fuck I wanted to.Neededto. Despite her astonished look, there was something there in the deepest depths of her stormy blue eyes that wasbeggingfor it.

My eyes drifted down to her parted lips. There was a subtle quiver there, enticing me. I could see the flicker of her quick pulse along the column of her throat and my mouth started to water. Was she excited? Nervous? Terrified? I was a little of all of the above myself. It felt as if time wandered on for a century as we stared at each other, wide-eyed and panting.

With one mutual inhale, our mouths collided, hard and hot. I wanted to moan from the sheer relief and utter satisfaction of it all. It was as if I’d been a starving man, in my last moments of life, and given the Holy Grail to drink from. I wasn’t going to let a drop of Cadence Andrews go to waste.

As soon as our lips made contact, all of my hesitations and doubts dissipated in an instant. The humming chaos of the world was gone. All that was left was me and Cady. Something about that, about this, just felt so…soright.

My hips kept her body pinned to the wall, hands-free. I needed to touch her. To feel the heat of her body beneath my fingertips. To trace those treacherous curves that haunted my dreams and commit them to memory.

My breath caught as I felt her answer me in kind. Her fingers threaded through my hair, pulling me closer.Oh, fuck yes. The feelings, whatever feelings they were, were reciprocated. With that thought, our mouths slanted, mutually devouring one another as our bodies pressed together in a vain effort to be closer than was physically possible.

Her little breathy noises of want slipped into my hungry mouth. That alone had my dick ready to drilla hole straight through her and into the wall of lockers.Fuck.I’d been trying so hard to tell my cock to keep its cool, but now it was utterly impossible. My damn body betrayed me all thanks to the hobbit-like spitfire writhing with pleasure in my arms.

It especially betrayed me when she arched her body and rocked her mind-boggling hips into my aching cock. There was no doubt she felt it. With a moan, her hips thrust into my dick again. I could feel the heat of her cunt through her skinny jeans.

It's not like I could tuck that sucker away like a damn magic trick. It was trying to do its brainless best to poke a hole straight through my pants and find its way deep inside her.

If it wasn’t her body that had me in a chokehold, it was her damn mouth. She tasted exactly how she acted, like honey on a spring day with a kick of spice. It was just the thing to melt through my icy demeanor. The Kryptonite to my steely resolve. The one thing about me that I was so sure would never find an antidote to. And yet it showed up in a five-foot-tall bundle of chaos at what I thought, was the lowest point of my life.

The desperate way her hips were grinding into mine wasn’t going to end well for me. I couldn’t recall a time that my cock had ever inflated as fast as it did when our lips met. My blood rushed south so hard and fast that I was feeling delightfully lightheaded.

Fuck.I was close. Embarrassingly close to blowing my entire load in my pants. Between her excited kisses and her hips emulating sex every damn second, there was no hope for me if I didn’t put a stop to it.

My hands moved from their position of cradling her jaw down to her hips to stop them from her unknowingly getting me off. But I severely underestimated her core strength from years of dance. If anything, my hands on her hips spurred her on more to the point that she let out a needy little moan, picked up her pace, and it was all fucking over for me.

I choked on my own moan as my hips bucked from the force of my ejaculation. My brain shorted out to nothingness as my balls unloaded the masses directly into my boxer briefs. With a final violent shutter, I broke our kiss and pressed my forehead against hers, trying to catch my breath. With every fiber of my being, I hoped that she had no clue what had just happened south of the border.

It took a bit, but my tunnel vision finally subsided. It was then that I realized where the hell we were. As much as I wanted to continue this hot interlude and consume every square inch of her, the stank of the locker room reminded me that this was the last place we should ever kiss.

Nor should it have been the place for me to jizz my damn pants.

“Holy fuck that did not just happen.” Cady panted out as I caught her wide-eyed stare. My heart stopped that very second, utterly terrified that she knew that I messed my pants. With one sentence, she broke the spell that I was having a very difficult time waking up from. Or it could have been the fact that I was still trying to recover from a hell of an unexpected orgasm.

My eyes drifted back to her swollen lips as I licked her residual sweetness off mine. Which onlydrew her vibrant blue eyes back to my mouth and everything we’d been doing for the last few minutes.

“I’m…sorry…?” I still wasn’t exactly sure if her exclamation was a good one or a bad one. She still looked dazed out of her mind and her breathing was rough. Maybe she got something out of that too?

“No, no. Don’t be.” She managed to blink as her taut body relaxed in my arms. Her pointer finger absentmindedly twirled around a lock of hair at the base of my neck. “I’ve only been dreaming of what it would be like to kiss you since-” Those beautiful blue eyes of hers went as wide as home plate as her entire body froze. She quickly avoided my gaze. I kept my disappointment at bay as her hands shot away from my body and flat against the lockers behind her. “Oh, my dear god I did not just say that. I did not just say that to JamiefuckingRheems.”

My brows went sky-high as my eyes darted across her face to decipher what underlying meaning her words had. This woman, who had been the bane of my existence since I met her, had fantasized about kissing me? I was so sure she hated my guts. I needed to get to the bottom of this while I still had her bottom in my hands.

“Since…?” I tried to channel as much of my nonexistent sexy swagger as I could muster. We were so close to greatness here and I didn’t want to fuck it up.

“Pretend I didn’t say anything.” Cady continued to avoid looking me in the eye as she attempted to wriggle from my grasp. But there was no way I was going to let her loose until she admitted whatever she had haphazardly alluded to.

My hands flexed along the back of her thigh and the roundness of her ass to remind her exactly where she was. The breathy little noise of surprise only added an arch of my hips to the mix, effectively repining her to the wall.

“I believe that’s a bithardto do at the moment…” I gritted out. Because it was the inconvenient truth. How the hell was Istillhard? Even after all that? The cum in my pants didn’t exactly make this conversation easy. It was difficult for me to ignore what was going on between us when my hips were the only reason she was still mid-air.

“Please stop making this worse.” Her brow furrowed with a grimace.

“Worse?! You’re the one who complimented my ass.”

“I–” Her eyes darted as her brain rewound the last few minutes of conversation. “I did not.” She shot back.

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