Page 83 of Home Run

“Mmm…yes, there, Tan…ohgod.”

My opinion about spooning might have something to do with my dick slowly rocking inside her, while my fingers teased her clit.

I’d spent the time since I’d woken up edging her closer and closer to the orgasm she was desperate for, but I wasn’t ready to give her, because then it meant I’d have to leave forD.C. and that was something I also wasn’t ready for. I wanted to stay right here for as long as possible.

With her leg hooked back over my hip I had the perfect access to her body—her tits, her tight nipples, her incredible round belly—and she only had to tip her head back for me to capture her mouth with mine.

This moment, Millie squeezing my cock while I played with her body, was worth the year of no sex while I fantasized daily about finally getting to experience exactly this.

Patience had never been a strong point of mine, but I’d been rewarded a hundredfold.

“You love my cock, don’t you, Mills?” I mumbled, trailing my lips across her bare shoulder, though the faint sheen of sweat. “I know you do, your pussy’s drenched for it.”

She responded with a stuttered gasp.

I’d angled myself so that each leisurely thrust grazed along her G-spot, which had her pussy clamping. Even I was struggling to hold on, my balls had turned harder than a baseball while I tried to make this last as long as possible for both of us.

“Tell me. Tell me how much you love it.”

“Ahhh,Tanner.”

“Tell me”—I ordered again, adding pressure where my soaked fingers were sliding between her legs—“and I’ll let you come.”

“I love it.”

“Uh-uh. Say it properly.”

Her jaw clenched as her pussy squeezed hard once more, shooting a shock of pressure up my spine and back down to my balls. Yeah, this was going to be over soon.

“I love your cock.”

“Good girl.”

Reaching up, I gripped her chin in my hand and turned her. Her eyes were glazed over and lust-fueled, her pupils so shot they’d turned the milk chocolate to onyx, begging me to give her release. My tongue thrust into her mouth as I drove my hips forward and swallowed her cries. I pulled almost entirely out of her and plunged back.

“I need to feel you explode, I need to give you something to last while I’m away.”

Her body went limp in my arms, she had no more to give as I entered her over and over. Frantic gasps for air heaved her chest, and her thighs, still flung over mine, trembled viciously. My hands were now cupping her perfect ass, pulling her cheeks apart on the off chance it was possible for me to get any deeper inside her.

“Yes-yes-fuck-yes. Millie.”

And then it happened.

Black spots burst across my eyes as my cock jerked wildly through each spasm of Millie’s pussy and garbled cry. Taking her mouth again, I kissed her deeply, slowly, trying and failing to convey every emotion whizzing through me. That I didn’t want to leave, that I already missed her, that I couldn’t wait to see her cheering me in the stands while she wore a shirt withmyname on it.

If I didn’t already know I’d fallen hopelessly in love with her, the moment she turned to me with big brown eyes open wide, I’d have known then.

“You are so goddamn beautiful.” My lips brushed along her shoulder, her jaw, her nose, before landing on her lips. “If we have a girl I’m going to have to lock her up for twenty-one years.”

“What if we have a boy?”

“Then he’ll take after his dad.” I grinned.

“Ohlawd.Help us all.”

“Hey, worked with you.” I planted one last kiss on her shoulder and eased out. “Ready to admit you’re in love with me yet?”

She answered with an eye roll, which had me laughing all the way to the shower.

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