Changeup (Double Play Series Book 4)

by Nicole Rodrigues

  “Easy darlin’, let me in,” he coaxes.

  I lean back as his hands reach up and grab my breasts, pinching my nipples in between his fingers. I feel his finger push in further but his fingers working my nipples relax me.

  “I'm gonna come Dev,” I moan, grabbing his wrist that’s massaging my tit.

  He takes my hand, putting it on my own breast and I freeze.

  “Pinch your nipples darlin’. Take charge, make yourself feel good,” he says against my pussy.

  The air from his words against my pussy causes my body to shiver. When he adds another finger inside me, I explode on his tongue with my hand squeezing my breast, the other pinching my own nipple. It's liberating and erotic, pleasuring myself in front of this man, doing something to make myself feel good

  “Good girl,” Devin says getting to his feet.

  He reaches down for his pants and fishes out his wallet and a condom, walking back to the bed as I watch him roll it down, mesmerized. I never thought I would ever admire a man's body before, but this man is a masterpiece.

  His broad shoulders, his powerful stance, naked before me, his proud cock waiting to deliver pleasure my body has never even dreamed of. Fear slowly starts to creep into my body. Can I handle this?

  I instinctively move higher in the bed and he crawls after me, trapping me beneath his body.

  “Tell me you're sure about this. I want you Normani. I want what no other man has gotten before,” he says cupping my cheek.

  His possessive tone is something I'm used to. It should trigger that flight or fight response in me, but it doesn't. This is Devin Gavinwood, not him.

  “Yes,” I whisper. “I trust you. I want you. Please.”

  “Okay.”

  He plops down on the bed next to me and takes my hand, kissing the top.

  “I want you on top. You control this, it's about you darlin’, takin’ what you want, take back your life.”

  I look at him, my mouth agape at this man, knowing exactly what I need without even knowing myself. He's giving me control, in a life where I never got to control anything. I close my eyes as I nod, burrowing my face into his palm.

  “Thank you,” I whisper.

  “I'm just here for the ride darlin’, no pun intended.”

  I laugh and open my eyes, wiping the tears away again and get to my knees, hooking one leg over Devin’s body, straddling him, hovering above his length.

  His hand lands on my hip and the other starts playing with my clit.

  I suck in a breath and brace my hands on his chest, digging my fingers into his hard muscles.

  “You set the pace and how deep. Take it slow darlin’, make it feel good for you.”

  I nod hovering over him as I reach down and grab the base of him, guiding him to my center.

  He continues to press on my clit, relaxing me as I slowly sit, the head of him sliding in with resistance.

  “Relax darlin’, breathe.”

  I close my eyes, focusing on the feel of his fingers on my clit, the tension from my my body slowly starting to subside as I sink deeper. I glance between us and watch his fingers work me as I slide down further, feeling my walls stretching, burning.

  I meet resistance and I flinch as I push him further into me, breaking past my innocence. The rush of pain slowly disappears as I hear his voice, coaxing me into satisfaction.

  “You feel so good. Look at you, takin’ what you want. So beautiful darlin’, so goddamn beautiful.”

  I sit even further, Devin finally in me to the hilt, my clit rubbing against the V of his lower abs as I rock back and forth.

  “Oh my God, Devin I...this feels...so good. Is this okay?”

  “Perfect darlin’. Anything you do feels good.”

  I brace my hands on his shoulders and I slowly massage them as I bounce on top of him. My body moves up and down slowly, my walls finally adjusting to the delicious invasion of my body.

  I move faster as his thumb presses harder into my clit, his other hand pinching my nipples. My nails dig into his shoulders as I feel my pussy clench, ready to let go.

  “Yes Devin, God yes,” I moan, frantically moving on top of him now, dropping my head to his chest.

  I wrap my arms around his neck as I pump my body harder and I finally crash over the edge. I shake on top of him, unmeasured movements, just trying to make my release last longer and longer, not wanting this euphoria to end.

  My movements slow as I try and catch my breath, coming back down from my high. I sit up, Devin still inside me and I feel him twitch. I smile and look down at him.

  “I'm sorry, I was so concerned with me, did you…”

  He nods and pulls me down to the bed, rolling on top of me.

  “Seein’ you ride me like that how could I not darlin’. You okay?”

  He moves my hair out of my eyes and cups my cheek, leaning up on his elbow to look down at me.

  “Perfect. So perfect.”

  He leans down kissing my lips and pulls my leg over his.

  “You plannin’ on sleepin’ with your cock still in me?” I laugh.

  “Such a dirty mouth Ms. Jameson but yes, I'll probably sleep like a baby tonight.”

  I laugh and slap his chest and the sound of his laughter mixed with mine warms me.

  “I'm kiddin’, let me get rid of this thing,” he says slowly pulling out of me, my body reaching out for him, already wanting to be filled again.

  He ties off the condom and rolls back over, wrapping me in his arms. It's the first time in my whole life that I felt safe, truly safe and I slept like I've never slept before.

  Chapter 9

  Normani

  “Not all of those are from my father,” I say playing with the stubble on Devin's chest as his fingers trace the scars on my back.

  Waking up in his arms this morning was something I could get dangerously used to.

  “What do you mean?”

  His voice is hard and as much as this is going to fill him with rage, I want to do this. I take a deep breath, ready to let Devin into a glimpse of my past. I trusted him with my body, last night, I can trust him with this.

  “My father worked with other men. They stole things, sold drugs, lent out money, anything and everything just to make some cash. Some of those scars, most of them actually, are from those men. My father hit my mother more than he hit me.”

  He's quiet for a long time and I kick myself for bringing this up. I told him I didn't want him in that world and here I am, bringing him into it.

  “What happened to your mother?” he asks after a couple of more moments of silence.

  “She became paralyzed. He...that big scar, the one on my shoulder...I didn't want to do what he was askin’ of me. I just turned sixteen, my mother was upstairs, and he had a knife to me. She said she would do what he wanted, to leave me out of it.”

  I take a big breath, remembering every single detail of that day. The smell of the house, the sounds of the crickets outside the yard, the way the sunlight came in through the side window and reflected off the wood floor. I never forgot it.

  Devin rubs his hand up and down my back, giving me a reassuring squeeze on my shoulder.

  “He stabbed my shoulder, saying I was an ungrateful daughter, makin’ my mother do things I should be doin’ and when she came to try and pull me away from him, he pushed her down the stairs.”

  I feel Devin’s hand stop and squeeze my shoulder again, his lips kissing my hair.

  “We had a lot of stairs and she didn't brace herself for the fall and...she um...she was confined to a wheelchair. I went to physical therapy with her, I helped her through her exercises, and then she died. The doctors claim an infection, but I know it was him. He caught me tryin’ to run away with Miguel and the next day, she's dead. I….” My voice breaks as I remember her struggles.

  Her face falling every time she couldn't do a simple task she could easily have done before.

  “Shhh,” I hear Devin soothe.

  I don't even
realize I'm crying into his chest until I hear his voice again, breaking me out of my hysteria.

  “You did all you could Normani. Your father was a monster.”

  “I should have just done what he asked, never tried to run. I should have just done what I had to do to save her. She would maybe still be here if I-”

  “She wouldn't,” he says cutting me off. “From the way you talk about him, he would have killed her eventually. He was a psycho Normani, you're even lucky you got out alive.”

  “Well it was thanks to Miguel. He helped me throughout the years, trained me, taught me how to play my father's game to survive. He taught me to fight and I think I'm honestly only alive because of him.”

  “Why?” Devin asks.

  “I had to do things, Devin. Things I'm not proud of, terrible things...I...if it's okay with you, I'd rather save that for another day. There's still a lot, it just...it's hard to relive all that again.”

  He nods and pulls me back to his chest, kissing my head.

  “Room service? I'm nervous to go down to brunch. Bella might be pissed we ditched the whole weddin’,” I laugh.

  “She was probably drunk and didn't even realize we were gone.”

  “Nope, she wasn't drinkin’, we’re totally busted.”

  “Not drinkin’ huh? You know somethin’ I don't darlin'?”

  “My lips are sealed,” I say motioning for a key to zip my lips then throwing it away.

  “Hmm maybe round two will loosen them up a little?”

  Devin smirks and climbs on top of me, kissing my neck.

  “Ohhh you caveman, you don't play fair at all.”

  “I had the warm up, now I want the game,” he smirks.

  “Mmm you gonna close out this one big, bad Devin Gavinwood?” I ask. “Ya know, I brought my team through all eight innings and I-”

  “Ha-ha,” Devin says cutting off my imitation of him. “Let me tell ya though, that trophy ain’t got nothin’ on you darlin’.”

  -------

  “Come to my spring trainin’ game next week,” Devin says as we sit across from each other at the post wedding brunch.

  “Okay,” I say smiling.

  “That's it? Okay? No protests?” Devin asks skeptically.

  I shrug.

  “I guess I'm super agreeable after a night of sex,” I murmur.

  “And mornin’ sex. I love that little sound you make when I have my head buried in your-”

  “You little hussy,” we hear a voice say from next to us.

  I jump and my face turns ten shades too red and Devin smirks. I kick him under the table and see Bella pulling a chair over to us.

  “I was wonderin’ where y'all went and here you are, gettin’ down and dirty with my brother durin’ my weddin’!”

  “Bells, I'm so sorry we shouldn't have-”

  “I'm so proud,” she says hugging me.

  I laugh, shaking my head and hug her back.

  “Can I borrow you a minute?” she whispers in my ear.

  I nod and get up from the table, telling Devin we’re headed to the bathroom. He pulls on my wrist and my lips collide with his. I smile against them as Bella clears her throat.

  “Comin’, comin’,” I say quickly.

  “Oh, you did, and you will,” Devin whispers.

  I snort, nervous laughing, glancing around to make sure no one overheard and slap his chest as he laughs at me.

  Bella and I walk down the hall and open the door to the bridal suite from last night. She walks into the bathroom, coming out with a white stick and hands it to me.

  “The one I took last week was negative, I was so confused. I took one yesterday and today to make sure. I haven't told him yet, I'm nervous,” she says quietly.

  “Oh my God Bella! I'm so happy for y’all,” I say excitedly pulling her into a hug.

  She laughs, which quickly turns into tears and I pull back, studying her.

  “Why would you be nervous?” I ask.

  “I don't know. We both want a baby, we just...I mean I didn't think it would happen that fast. I'm so scared Normani. We do things fast, we've only been together a year, what if...what if we’re not ready for this?”

  “Bella, I know you. You are super careful about birth control, you would have never come off if you weren't ready to be a mama. Y'all are crazy sometimes, jumpin’ outta planes and shit, just think of this as your next adventure. Y'all love each other so much, a baby is just gonna make that love stronger.”

  “You think so?”

  “I know it. I mean imagine Damon with a kangaroo pouch, holdin’ a cute little baby? All those tattoos, all dad mode. God how could you question that?”

  Bella laughs and slaps my arm, wiping her tears with her other hand.

  “Jesus, my brother makin’ you all horndog-ish all the sudden. How’s that goin’?”

  “Good,” I say smiling. “Really, really good.”

  “I'm happy. You deserve to be happy Mani and I know my brother is too. I'm glad that y'all are findin’ that together.”

  We hug again before leaving the suite. I smile as I watch Bella whisper something in Damon's ear and they leave the room hand in hand.

  “I'm gonna be an uncle, aren't I?” Devin whispers in my ear from behind me.

  “I never said that,” I say whipping around.

  “Didn't have to. I'll act surprised, don't worry,” he smirks.

  “She's gonna be a great mama,” I say wistfully.

  “She learned from the best.”

  I look up and see Devin smiling and follow his gaze to his mama, Charlotte.

  “You’re just a big mama’s boy,” I tease.

  He laughs, wrapping me in his arms and spinning us around.

  “I'm your boy, Normani Jameson.”

  No sweeter words have been spoken and I realize in this moment I'm so far gone. So very far gone.

  -----

  “Uh oh, she's got the look,” Lacey says as she opens the door to her apartment and yells behind her.

  “What look?” Bella asks.

  “The look that says she gave it up to your brother. You owe me a whole week of Thai food.”

  “Y'all bet on me? That's fuckin’ rude, and super hypocritical,” I say brushing past her into the apartment.

  “Oh stop, I forgave him and it's a joke,” Lacey says slapping the air. “But really Bells, Thai food. That part was serious.”

  “Yeah, yeah, I already knew this the mornin’ after the weddin’,” Bella grumbles.

  “What's the matter Bells?” I ask plopping down on the couch next to her.

  “She's grumpy they had to postpone the honeymoon,” Lacey says pouring herself a glass of wine.

  “Why did you have to do that?” I ask confused.

  “Aruba and their zika virus bullshit. Damon said he's gonna surprise me with somethin’ else next week.”

  “Well I'm sure whatever he's got planned will be amazin’. How’d daddy take the big news?” I ask.

  “He cried,” Bella giggles. “It was the cutest thing ever. I know I'm gonna be a southern, barefoot and pregnant belle, every chance I get. That man as a daddy is gonna bring me to my knees.”

  “Well the knees are safe, stick with the knees,” I smirk.

  “Normani, since when did you become all pervy,” Bella laughs.

  “Shakin’ up with you Gavinwood's, look at y'all. Pregnant...about to be,” Lacey says pointing at Bella then me.

  “Um if I'm not mistaken, you seem to be gettin’ plenty yourself. You're next Lace,” Bella says pointing at her small belly.

  “I’m on the pill thank you very much,” Lacey says holding her hands up.

  “Famous last words,” Bella says in a sing song voice.

  “Yeah, yeah. You keep jinxing me like that and I'll drop my baby on your doorstep. Don't think I forgot you blastin me at your mama's birthday party,” Lacey says pointing at Bella. “Mani you want a glass of wine? Bella can't, so have one with me.”

  “I...oka
y sure, just a small one,” I say smiling.

  Lacey walks into the kitchen and comes back with a glass, pouring me some.

  “To my bitches and their babies,” Lacey says holding her glass.