Page 8 of The Baseball Player's Obsession

“Yes, that's it,” he hisses against my flesh in between licks. “Give it all to me. Mine. All mine. Every drop of you.”

I feel like I've exited my body. I'm floating above it all, and when I finally come back to, Nate is hovering over me, his thick rod prodding at my entrance. I'm so wet he slips easily in until he hits my virgin barrier.

His eyes widen when he feels the resistance, and I tense. His mouth falls open as he looks down at me in wonder as he cautiously probes against it again before pulling back.

“Brandy,” his voice sounds strangled, “are you a virgin?”

My cheeks flame as I bite my lip and nod.

“Fuck,” he groans, every muscle in his body shaking as he tries to hold back. “Princess, are you sure—?” he starts to ask me, but I am so close to having the man of my dreams I don't even wait for him to finish the question.

I wrap my legs around him and pull on his ass while I thrust my hips up at him, plunging myself down onto him and breaking the barrier of my virginity.

I gasp out at the sting and the sudden fullness inside me.

“Fuck!” Nate roars out as he slides into me.

He's still not all the way in, though. He pulls his cock out and pushes it back in several times, feeding me more inches each time. God, the man is so big. Is he ever going to bottom out inside me?

I'm panting and clinging to him by the time he finally gets himself all the way inside me. Oh god, I feel the head of his cock kissing my cervix, and I clench around him involuntarily.

Nate is going crazy. He buries his face in my neck as he growls out, “Fuck, look at you, princess, taking all of Daddy's inches so good. Such a good girl, aren't you? You're going to let Daddy ride this pussy, aren't you, baby? You're going to let me nut in you bareback, aren't you?”

My pussy clenches harder at every filthy word he says until I hear myself moaning, “Yes! Yes!”

He spears his hands in my hair as he hammers his long rod in and out of me, each stroke sending me higher and higher. “You want Daddy to breed you, don't you? You want me to flood this little pussy with my seed until you swell with my child?”

This is insane for him to be talking like this, but fuck if his possessive, caveman words aren't turning me on.

“Yes!” I call out, never meaning anything more.

“Fuck, Brandy!” He growls out my name just as I clamp down hard on him, my orgasm ripping through me like a tidal wave.

His heat floods me, and I feel his cock jerking inside me. He’s still jerking inside me, releasing his hot seed into my belly while my pussy flutters around him when he grabs my face, his eyes boring down into mine. “Mine,” he whispers ardently before he claims my lips voraciously. “This is more than just sex, Brandy, you know that right?” His lips slide against mine with every impassioned word he speaks. “You’re mine now. Every bit of you. I'm your daddy from this moment on, and I'm never going to let you go. I'm going to take such good care of you. I swear to you, princess.”

His words burrow straight into my heart, and I’m overcome with emotion. I bury my head into his neck and nod.

Yes, I want that too. I am his. I always want to be his. Now and forever.

CHAPTERFIVE

Brandy

Nate doesn't letme out of his sight for the next week. When he goes to practice, he drags me along with him and sits me on the sidelines where he can look over at me. He glances over at me all the time as if to make sure I'm still there.

When I open my shop, he's right there with me, sitting behind the counter or helping out with the stocking in the back.

We shower together. We eat together. We sleep together. We do everything together. Sometimes we stay at his place. Sometimes we stay at my place. Wherever we are, we’re always together. His hand is always on some part of me. Either that or he's completely buried inside me. If we’re not joined physically, we might as well be because he's so deep inside my heart now they would have to cut me completely open to dig him out.

Everything is perfect, and I can't imagine how anything could ever come between us.

Until one day it does.

Nate is in the bathroom after one of our intense lovemaking sessions. I stretch leisurely in the bed like a contented feline, a goofy smile on my face at the way he just ravished me.

My phone buzzes on the nightstand, and I pick it up to check the notification, but when I get the phone in my hand, I realize it's not my phone.

I’m not one of those girls who feels the need to snoop on her man, but when I start to put it down, something catches my attention on the screen.

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