Page 6 of Home Run

He said nothing more, so I toed off my sneakers, letting them thud on the floor, and glanced back up to find amusement pulling at his lips.

“Why stop there?” His blue eyes twinkled with challenge.

I might be out of my depth, but I imagined he was used to a girl who complied with anything he wanted and lived to do his bidding. I saw them every time I was at a game. They lined the gates and piled into the clubs they knew the players frequented, all in the hopes of being taken home at the end of the night. I was fresh off a train journey, and my face was still puffy from hours of crying, but if he wanted to set me a challenge, I wasn’t going to back down.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I tugged off the sweater. Before I could second-guess myself, my still-damp bra followed. Glazed eyes focused their attention on my rock-hard nipples and urged me on.

My fingers inched under the elastic of my workout pants.

“Stop.”

I stopped.

“I changed my mind. You don’t get to take this fantasy away from me.” The mattress dipped as he knelt and gripped my ankles. With one tug, I was pulled down the bed until his knees forced my thighs apart. Leaning forward, his fingers replaced mine under the edge of my pants and tucked into my panties. The brush of his skin against the sensitive spot on the right of my hip had my belly convulsing.

Before I could stop him, he dropped his head, pushing his nose hard into my groin and breathing in. I was too shocked to be embarrassed; I was too shocked to beanything,even when he groaned loudly. Goose bumps erupted over my skin at the raw intensity. Even more unexpected was the throbbing in every cell of my body. It was so pronounced Tanner had to be able to feel it too.

He barely lifted his head before he finished what he started, and my leggings were tossed to the side to land near my sneakers. The AC hit my skin. I’d never felt so exposed. I could feel the heat of his stare right at the point his eyes were trained between my legs, and the arousal dripping out. It was almost too much. I couldn’t quite remember the last time I’d had sex, but I knew without a doubt I hadn’t been this turned on.

I hadn’t felt like I would explode just from the heat in their eyes.

“Oh,Mills, you littleliar. For nine months you’ve treated me with nothing but indifference, but this…” He swiped his finger through my slit and held it in front of me like a trial attorney presenting evidence. It glistened in the sunlight. “Thisis a whole other story. You’re drenched.”

I couldn’t stop the whimper, it was all I could do not to beg him to touch me again. That all too brief sensation had lit a fuse and I needed more.

“Tanner, stop talking and get on with it.” The order came out as almost a snarl.

His brow shot up, fierceness clouding his features. “Let me be very clear. We do this on my time frame, not yours. I have dreamed of you splayed out in front of me every day since we met, and I plan to make the most of every single second.”

My head fell back on the pillow with a groan, only to lift back up. I didn’t know what was more frustrating, that he wasn’t yet touching me or that I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. His gaze was still locked between my thighs, held wide with his knees, while he slowly ran his thumb back and forth along his lower lip.

“Tan—”

“Say it, let me hear you.”

“Please.”

“Please what?”

My teeth would be gritting if I wasn’t so desperate. I could very well be having an out-of-body experience.

“Please, Tanner. Please touch me.”

“Fuck,Mills. Hearing you beg is enough to make mecome in my pants.” His voice had dropped an octave, and when his eyes finally met mine again, the bright blue had been replaced by storm clouds. “Don’t worry, I’m going to make you feel so good.”

And then he did.

His tongue, his magic tongue that thrust into my mouth, thrust inside my pussy with the exact same fervor. My entire body arched off the bed, and I found myself pinned in place with the forearm I’d been admiring a mere twenty minutes ago stretched from hip to hip.

I couldn’t move. Every urge I had to grind against his mouth was halted by the grip he had me in. The control combined with the tempo he’d set, added up to my desperate chase for a release, especially when he pulled back. His head lifted, dilated pupils met mine. I couldn’t tell whose chest was heaving more.

“I just needed to see your face. I don’t want to miss what you look like before you come, the very first time I make you.” Two fingers slipped inside me. “You are stunning.”

A whimper fell from my lips.

“And I need it on my cock.”

Before I knew what was happening, Tanner had reached behind him, tugged his shirt off, and I forgot how to breathe.

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