Page 42 of Naked

Thigh highs and my favorite t-shirt

Hunter

We spent three days in Chicago and then her last day back in Tampa. For all my big promises and grand ideas, I was still a fucking mess when the time came. We had a night game and I begged my way out of the starting lineup so I could spend as much time as possible with Tilley.

For the record, our manager, Anson, was cool since he knew this was the last favor I was calling in, but I was pretty sure my “I played fifty-two straight games” goodwill was now used up.

It was worth it.

We slept in, ordered pizza, and watched comedy specials on Netflix in bed. I couldn’t stop checking the clock. We were down to three hours until she needed to leave. I wanted more but I couldn’t make time slow down or magically expand no matter how hard I willed it.

So basically I was possessed with one thing and one thing only. Making these last three hours so fucking amazing she woke up every morning for the next month riding her pillow.

All of our time together on this break had been emotional. I thought I knew what sex and feelings blended together was like in action.

I had no idea.

When I kissed her I felt it in my soul. When I touched her, it was like I could feel the same action on my own skin. The entire experience was an echo chamber, one act reverberating onto the next until it blended together into one long touch, taste, feel explosion.

“I really thought this wouldn’t hurt,” she whispered.

Which of course made my chest ache. “I know. I’m an idiot, okay? Never listen to me ever again.” I held her hips in my hands keeping her anchored to me. She wore only my dress shirt from the night before, unbuttoned and naked underneath.

She kissed my throat, her tongue darting out and tasting my skin. Then she nibbled along my collarbone. “You’re not an idiot. You were being practical and optimistic. Unfortunately that is null and void when it comes to feelings.”

I dipped down to kiss behind her ear because every time I did she gasped and bucked against me. “These feelings?”

“No. The cuddly ones. I’m going to miss sleeping in your bed.”

My chest ached again. “I’m looking forward to sleeping inyourbed.” I had never wished for baseball season to end before in my life, but I had something to look forward to for the first time, so I suppose that changed things.

“I got you something.” She slipped my grasp and pranced across the room to her luggage where she pulled out a middle of the road digital camera. “To keep you company when I can’t.”

She powered it up and turned it to me. On the screen was a naked Tilley. I gasped. “What did you do?”

She blushed. “I made you some visual imagery.”

I flicked through the pictures. There were hundreds in various states of undress.Fuck me.Thigh highs and my favorite t-shirt. High heels and my jersey. On my dining table. On my coffee table. On the kitchen counter.

The goddamned bathtub!

Holy shit I was hard.

And then...there was video. Of her… “Oh my god you didn’t!”

She grinned, looking over my shoulder. “Do you like it? I analyzed several different men’s articles about what stimulates them most. The overwhelming majority indicated that men are turned on by pictures and videos. After learning that many men are voyeurs in some capacity I decided to masturbate for you.”

I kissed her hard. “You’re so fucking sexy.” I couldn’t stop scanning through the videos now. There were at least a dozen. “When did you have time to do this?”

She shrugged. “You work a lot. I took the pictures during your practices and the videos after you left for your games when I knew you wouldn’t walk in on me and spoil your surprise.”

For the record, I would have enjoyed spoiling that surprise just as much as I enjoyed getting this fucking amazing gift from the woman I loved.

There was video after video of her in the bathtub, in the shower, in the bed. She used her fingers, a vibrator, a dildo.

“When did you get these toys and why are you hiding them from me?”

“Because I just wantyouright now. Besides, I knew I would need something for while you were gone and that they’re going to be getting a workout. They’re all packed up already.”

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