Page 104 of Force Play
Already out the door
I don’t think I’d even be functional right now if Lucia hadn’t set me up with water and ibuprofen for this morning. Ineverdrink like I did last night, so the fact that I’m not hungover is a goddamn miracle.
I think the greasy cheeseburger I devoured for lunch helped some as well.
After Lucia’s text, I practically sprint out of my room. She needs me? I’m right fucking there.
The training staff are all staying on a lower floor than the team, so I dart down four flights of stairs to get to her floor. I knock lightly on her door since I don’t know what rooms the rest of the staff are in. The Stars don’t have a no-fraternizationpolicy, but I doubt Lucia wants to advertise her getting railed by the first baseman.
She swings the door open and pulls me inside immediately, backing me against the wall and kissing me. I swipe my tongue over hers as I tangle my fingers in her hair and start walking us back to her bed.
“Hello to you, too,” I murmur against her lips as I lay her back.
“This week has been exhausting, I’m horny as hell, and Ireallyneed to fuck you, Ari.”
I slip my hand under her dress, splaying it across her bare thigh. “You need to fuckme?”
Lucia bites my bottom lip, and I hiss. “We haven’t checked anything off our lists in a while. You want to submit, and I want to dominate. Tonight, you’re going to do everything I tell you to do before I fuck a week’s worth of pent-up sexual energy out on you.”
If I wasn’t hard before, I sure as hell am now.
To be clear, though, I was also hard before.
“Then fuck me, Spitfire. Let’s fucking play.”
“Mmm, that’s my good boy.”
“I’ll be whatever the hell you want me to be, sweetheart.”
The glint in her eye is devilish. “You’re my slut; that’s what you are. Your pretty, pierced cock is there only to give me pleasure. And you’ll watch as I take what I want.”
Those might be the sexiest words anyone has ever spoken to me.
“I’m here only to please you,” I state, lips brushing over the pulse point of her neck. “Tell me what you want, and it’s yours.”
“Undress us both, starting with you. Take off all of our clothing, but don’t you dare touch yourself.”
I immediately pull my hoodie over my head. “Can I touch you?”
Lucia smirks. “No. Hands to yourself, slut.”
We’ll be able to check degradation off my list after tonight, too. Who knew calling me a slut would make me move even faster?
She watches on in rapt attention as I strip off my remaining clothing, standing bare before her with my hard cock jutting straight out.
Lucia reaches her hand out and swipes her thumb over my tip, gathering up the precum leaking from me. “Is this all for me, baby?”
“Yes,” I breathe, unable to take my eyes off her. “All for you.”
“You look so desperate to come already,” she teases, now trailing her finger up my abdomen. “Do you want to come, Ari?”
“So badly,” I admit. “I’m so hard, Luc.”
Her smile turns deadly. “That’s too bad. You don’t get to come yet. Now, take off my clothing so you can get to work.”
I already assumed Dominant Lucia would be hot, but I didn’t know she’d be a literal fantasy come to life.
I’m so hard it fucking hurts, and all I can think about is making sure I get her off. Her pleasure is the only one that matters.
