Page 21 of Blow Me Away
He pushed down on her shoulders and she sank down, kneeling on the floor in front of him, pinned between him and the desk. He grabbed his cock in his hand and lined it up with her mouth, and he smiled as she eagerly opened her mouth.
Elliott began to move her head, her tongue pressing into the underside of his shaft like she knew he liked. His hands had found their way into her hair, forcing her to move faster. She let him use her as he pleased, not trying to find a way out of his clutches when he’d force her all the way down to his base. Tears were forming at the corners of her eyes, but she refused to stop. Refused to allow him to pull back until she had made him come.
His grip in her hair tightened, his thrusts becoming slower but harder—his telltale sign that he was close. She didn’t move, didn’t stop as he continued to thrust into her mouth. He groaned, and she felt his cock twitch before his cum filled her mouth.
She swallowed as he pulled out of her mouth, watching as he stared down at her while he sat back down in the chair. He watched her for a moment, just admiring the beauty that was Elliott Stevens.
“You blow me away, huracà,” he whispered, and a small smile came to her face.
“Like a hurricane, baby,” she responded, and a grin of his own appeared on his lips.
Cooper gestured her forward with his finger, and she crawled to him. He reached around her back and undid his tie, slipping it back around his neck before he cupped her face in his hands and brought her up for a passionate kiss.
“Let’s get out of here,” he mumbled as he pulled back, pulling her dress back down.
“Take me home,” she replied, reaching for his hand and giving it a squeeze.
He smiled, reaching up and tucking some of her hair behind her ear. “Have you forgotten, huracà? We have a hotel room for the night. And, if I recall, you just received your punishment. I think it’s time I worship your body like it deserves.”
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“Let’s go, baby,” she yelled, cupping her hands around her mouth to be heard over the roaring of the crowd. “You got this!”
Cooper tried to fight the smile from growing on his face as he heard his girl cheering for him over everyone else. He took a deep breath, focusing on the signals the catcher was giving him.Curve ball, got it.
He wound up, throwing a fast curve as the batter swung, missing the ball.
“Strike one,” the umpire yelled, and the crowd grew louder. They were up by one in the last inning, a player from the opposing team on third base. If the batter hit the ball, the game would be tied and go into extra innings. But if Cooper threw three strikes, they’d win the game.
The catcher threw the ball back to him and he turned, walking back over to the pitcher’s mound. As he spun back around to face the batter, his eyes automatically found Elliott in the crowd—but he didn’t like what he saw.
Johnathan was standing beside her, leaning in close to whisper something in her ear. He felt his face immediately grow hot from anger, the grip he had on the ball increasing and causing his hand to ache. Elliott put a hand on his chest and gently pushed him away, clearly uncomfortable but not wanting to cause a scene.
“Hey, man,” his first baseman said as he appeared by his side. “You good?”
Cooper shook his head, his eyes not leaving his girl and the man that he despised more than anyone. His teammate followed his eyes to where he was staring before he moved to stand in front of him, blocking his line of sight.
He rested both his hands on Cooper’s shoulders as he said, “Look at me, bro. She can handle herself, remember? We both know she’s got a mean left hook. We need you to focus, Hearst. This is the big game, and I’m sorry, but I’ll be damned if we lose because some guy is hitting on your girl, so suck it up.”
“You think I care about some game?” Cooper snapped, fighting the urge to push his teammate away from him.
“I know you do,” he answered immediately. “This has been our life for four years, man. It’s our last year, our first time making it to the championship game. When are we ever going to have this opportunity again?”
Cooper tried to take a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment before he nodded and looked back at his teammate. He slapped his shoulder before running back over to first base, and the crowd grew loud once more.
He fought every urge to look back to where he knew Elliott was standing, trying his best to focus on the game in front of him, on the moment he had been trying to be part of his entire college career. He got into his stance, but he didn’t bother to look at his catcher as he threw the baseball.
“Ball,” the umpire called, and Cooper immediately ground his teeth together in frustration.
He angrily caught the ball when it came his way, taking his glove off so he could remove his cap and roughly shove his hand through his hair.
“Benny,” he heard Elliott call out, and he involuntarily turned toward the sound.
“Time out,” Cooper yelled at the umpire and he saw his coach throw his hands in the air in disbelief, but he didn’t care.
He ran over to the chain-link fence where she stood, her fingers gripping the metal. He linked his fingers on the outside of hers as he stared at her, a sense of calm already washing over him at having her so close.
