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“More,” she groans as I part her and run my finger over her swollen clit. She’s so god damn perfect for me. I didn’t know what my perfect was, but now that I’ve found her, it’s undeniable.

I roll us over so that she’s on her back, looking up at me as I position my cock at her entrance, feeling her heat and wetness.

“You’re my perfect,” I mutter against her lips as I kiss her while thrusting home.

Tabitha

“I’m never leaving this shower,” I announce as I lean back and let the jets spray my body. Kent’s shower might be the most insane shower on the planet. At least six jets are spraying my body right now and a giant rain showerhead that is easily a foot in diameter. There are six automatic pumps for various toiletries that have motion sensors on them. There’s LED lighting, and a steam shower option as well. I glance over at the tub which is equally impressive with its dozen or so jets. Kent assured me it also had some weird water heater that constantly recycled the water to keep it heated properly. I decide that I no longer want to live in the guest suite, but instead, I’m going to move into Kent’s bathroom.

I stretch and wince. I’m pretty sure Kent helped me discover muscles I previously was unaware of until last night. Kent’s soapy hands glide over my body, massaging my sore muscles, and I sigh with pleasure. I also feel a little guilty because he should be the one getting a massage after his game. But I keep my mouth shutting, not wanting him to stop his ministrations.

“What do you want to do today?”

My eyes pop open. He steps out from behind me where he was doing magical things to my back muscles.

“I…don’t you have baseball stuff to do?”

He nods. “I do, but I have a few hours.” He winks.

“Well, then, I suppose we’ll have to find something to do. I wonder what—”

I don’t get out another word as his lips cover mine and make me forget everything, my name, my zip code, and even my need to get work done.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Kent

It’s official. I’m so officially fucked. I’m in love with this woman.

“Dude, focus!” Ward yells to me.

“Get that shit-eating grin off your pretty face, Moore!” my pitching coach yells.

I shake my body out and try to focus but all I can think about is how good last night was and how much better it was this morning.

I’m suddenly overcome by a brilliant idea. I pull myself together because I have some calls to make after this, but right now, I need to focus.

It happens again, with my mind laser-focused on the present so I can get through practice and focus on my woman, I kick ass and take names during practice. Even my pitching coach notices my intensity.

“Boy, you got your mojo back. I don’t know where this is coming from but keep it up. We need it right now.”

By the time I shower, I have epic plans in motion. A few phone calls and things are rolling. I can’t wait to surprise Tabitha.

I walk toward my car and see Amery leaning against his.

“What’s up?” I ask him.

“You got it bad.”

I stop in my tracks.

“Dude, only magic pussy attached to a magic woman could possibly put that grin on your face. You look like a teenage boy who just banged his dream girl.”

“That obvious?”

Amery laughs. “Uh, yeah. I’m glad. She’s a keeper. Lyla loves her, too, which means she’s officially deemed as good people.”

I roll my eyes. “Great, I mean if Lyla likes her, I guess I can make it official.”

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