Page 77 of Wild Pitch
“Does my girl want to be filled up?”
“Yes, please, sir.”
“Can you snap your fingers?”
I demonstrated it to him, and he was satisfied that I could send a signal if he crossed a line. He moved directly in front of me. Frustrated, my tongue darted out in an attempt to taste him. The flavor I had come to recognize as his, salty, yet uniquely Luc, exploded on my tongue.
He pressed his stiff cock into my mouth as I relaxed my jaw and made room for him. He groaned when he hit the back of my throat.
“This mouth is going to be the death of me.”
I hummed around him in pleasure, the vibrator pushing me over the edge once more.
He wasn’t gentle as he fucked my throat, hands on either side of my head, holding me still. I came once more, then his cum filled my mouth, and I swallowed deep.
He bent to take my mouth, his tongue dipping in without hesitation. Luc quickly moved to the back of the horse and stopped the vibration, easing both toys out of my holes. I winced, both in response to the sudden emptiness and the soreness left behind.
He released my arms and legs from the bindings and scooped me up in his arms. I loved the orgasms and the play, but more when Luc took care of me afterward. My head dropped to his shoulder, and I flopped into him.
“Bath time.”
I nodded, knowing that my body would need the heat of the bath water to relax the muscles that had been tensed while I was tied up. I sat on the bathroom counter as he ran the bath and poured some Epsom salts into the water.
“Thank you, Luc. I love you.”
His eyes bored into mine, watery and full of emotion.
“No, Ky. Thank you. I love you, too.”
His hand cupped my cheek, and he brushed his lips against mine. My mouth opened in reflex, his tongue swept inside, and my fingers tugged at his short hair.
When the water reached the correct level, he carried me to the tub and climbed in, easing us both into the water. Leaning into him, my back to his front, I let my entire body relax.
“I’m so glad I don’t have to work tomorrow.”
“I’ve never been one to say I told you so, but it’s always worth taking a recovery day after vacation.”
“Yeah, I’ve learned a thing or two about proper recovery.”
Later on, when we curled up in bed, I had time to hope. If this were our future, I could live my life as a very happy woman.
CHAPTER 38
LUC
After we returned from vacation, we settled into a routine. The calendar was the only reminder of the ticking time bomb that was spring training. The only other thing on my radar was the dinner we had planned with Kylie’s family. Sam and Kelsey’s three-week honeymoon had delayed it until the end of the month.
Kylie had just left for work in the morning when Jack called. He was still in LA, so the fact that he was calling me so early in the morning raised an immediate concern.
“Jack?”
“Did you see?” His tone automatically set me on edge. Jack rarely sounded strained.
“See what?”
“Skylar’s Instagram post.”
“No, but I haven’t checked it in months. Why? What’s wrong?”
