Page 40 of Grand Slam

“I could stay like this forever,” he whispers still moving inside me and my back arches off the bed. Suddenly his lips are wrapping around my nipple sucking and once again I ignite.

“So close.” His voice is more of a growl. His thighs tense and his movement increases. Then he is right there with me, as we both succumb to the pleasure.

Kelton’s body collapses over mine and I lift my hands, running my fingers through his hair. Neither of us say a word, only lay in silence, until our breathing slowly evens out.

He rolls away and instantly I miss him, but he’s back before I know it and curling his body in behind mine.

“I’m taking you on the road with me,” he says and I smile.

“You’ll never get any sleep.” He chuckles. “You’ll be walking around on the field like a zombie and within a week the guys on the team and the coach will be buying me a ticket back to Chicago.”

“Nah.” He squeezes me tighter. “Half of them already told me I’m a grumpy asshole since you left. So they’ll be happy my mood has shifted.”

We both fall silent again and I can feel my body slowly giving into the exhaustion. When he starts running his finger over my arm, I feel the hairs stand, but it only manages to lull me to sleep faster.

And just before I fall completely into the darkness I swear I hear him say, “I love you, Em.”

But then again it could be all a dream.

“I can seehis smile from here.” Alizabeth elbows me playfully and I look toward her brother. He looks so yummy, shifting from side to side, his hat pulled low, his aviators on. He has a smile on his face, like he’s so alive and can barely contain the energy coursing through him.

“What did you do to him?” she asks and instantly I can feel the heat in my cheeks. Memories of our night together hit me and I swear I can still feel his hands and mouth on me.

“It’s not what I did to him,” I say before I can stop myself and instantly I cover my lips and look over at Liz. She is smiling, but her nostrils are flaring and her brow is arched.

“I’m not sure how to handle this,” she says and if she wasn’t still smiling I’d be worried. “Normally I’d demand details and be the devil on your shoulder, telling you all the things you should try. But then in the back of my mind there is this ringing bell saying girl that is nasty, he is your brother. You do not want to imagine your brother getting freaky with anyone. Then the details, I sorta feel like me asking makes me a perv, and then it’s like, do I really truly want to know if my brother is good when he goes downtown.”

She gags, shivers then turns to me and smiles.

“You are trying to be supportive.” I hold in my laughter and she nods still smiling.

“But babe, you are freaking me out right now because you look like that girl from theSmilemovies and I’m wondering if I only have a few days left to live because I’m now cursed by your freaky ass smile.”

She widens her smile more and tilts her head while shifting her brows in a weird as shit way.

“Oh my God! Stop it!” I slap at her shoulder making her laugh as she falls to the side.

“Seriously though,” she sits back up, “all the dirty freaky sex stuff aside.” She waves her hand as if to clear it all away. “You both look so happy, and that makes me happy.”

“What makes you happy is Jerry.” It’s my turn to tease and taunt.

“Now these are details we can share,” she sighs, “he can kiss. It’s so sinister, and though I may not have given him the chance to go downtown yet, by the way he kisses using his tongue, leads me to believe I will not be disappointed when I do.”

“Wait you haven’t eased that poor man’s needs yet?”

“Nope.” She pops a Skittle in her mouth, chewing it with a smile. “I’m playing hard to get.”

“Oh please.” I humph, but she only shrugs and I am left staring at her side profile. “Wait, you’re serious?”

Liz nods.

“Nothing, no hand action, nothing?”

She again only responds with a shake of her head.

“I’m stunned.” Not that Alizabeth is a wild girl in any sense, but she is always ‘girl live and enjoy while you’re young. You want it, get it and if they ain’t giving it right, demand or move on to someone who knows how to give it.’

“I’m not stupid,” she finally continues, the smile no longer on her face. “Jerry is surrounded by beautiful women all the time. He can have his pick, he and I are not exclusive in any way. I just don’t want to be another convenient hookup for him when our schedules align.” She turns her head, looking over at me. “I want to mean more to him. Not sure I ever will, because he doesn’t really share things. But if the time comes that he and I are in the same place long enough to try, then maybe. But for now, I’m happy to have him kiss me until my entire body in on fire.”

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