Playing Hardball, Part 1 (A Baseball Romance Serial) (Playing Hardball (A Baseball Romance Serial))

by Sharon Cummin

  “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” I asked, in a serious tone.

  She tried to pull away from me, but I held her still. There was sadness in her eyes. She was being vulnerable, and it was breathtaking. I couldn't explain what I meant if I had to. There was just something there. Something in me wanted to make sure she knew just how wrong she was.

  “Nothing,” she said. “It meant nothing. You're someone important to a lot of people. I might not see it, but you definitely have some fans, crazy ass people.”

  “Firecracker,” I warned.

  Whatever was going on in her mind was gone, and her cocky mouth was back to normal. I couldn't help but wonder what exactly had been going on. Part of me wanted to see that soft side for just a moment longer. There was more to her than what she let the world see. Oh shit, I thought to myself. Knock it off. Don't turn into a pussy. Take the woman to your room and show her what she'll be missing when you're gone.

  “Show me to your room, Ballplayer,” she said with a wink. “I can't wait to see what exactly you have that's going to ruin me for all other men. I must have missed something in my drunken night with you.”

  She turned around, ran for the door, and was running through the lobby before I realized what exactly she was implying. It didn't take much for my huge steps to catch up to her little ones. I reached out to grab her just as the elevator doors opened. She was laughing so hard, it took all I had not to make a scene in front of the couples that were exiting the elevator. One guy stopped me for an autograph. I could see her making faces from the corner of my eye. Her ass was definitely getting it. She tried to push the button to close the door, but I put my foot out to stop it. I tried to be professional with the people standing in front of me. As soon as they were gone, I turned to her and a rumble come from deep in my chest. I stepped into the elevator, pushed the button for the top floor, and lunged at her. She let out a gasp when my body slammed into hers and pushed her into the wall. I wrapped my hand in her hair and yanked back so she was looking up at me.

  “You have no idea what you're doing, Lucy,” I said through gritted teeth. “I'm going to torture you and keep you on the edge of your orgasm until you beg me to let you come. You've met your match, Firecracker. You're going to think before you play with me again.”

  My lips crashed down on hers, and she gasped. My tongue demanded entrance to her mouth. There was no denying me. Her lips parted just as her hand grabbed the back of my neck. My knee pushed between her legs and rubbed against her. The moan that escaped her mouth couldn't hide the want she had for me. She could talk shit all she wanted, but her body was telling me everything I needed to know. When her legs closed tight around my knee, I laughed into her mouth. When I pulled away from the kiss and took a step back, I could see what I was doing to her. Her legs were weak, and she was holding tight to the railing against the wall. The elevator door opened, and I stepped out and headed to the door in front of me. She looked around the hall before following me into the room.

  The second she stepped through the door, her hands moved to cover her mouth. I watched her look around. Her eyes came back to mine, and she had a smile on her face.

  “This is exactly what I'm talking about,” she said.

  “Excuse me,” I replied.

  “You're here alone. Look at the size of this place. You would have been just fine in a regular room and you know it. You are paid way too much money to throw that ball, Hotshot. Does it get you more pussy having a room this big?”

  I couldn't believe the shit that was coming from her mouth. I could get plenty of pussy in a regular room. I'd gotten the room I wanted. It was on the top floor and had an awesome balcony. Her ass was about to be over my knee on that same balcony. I took a step toward her, and her face lit up with an even bigger smile.

  “I know what this is about,” she said.

  “Oh yeah,” I said. “What is that exactly?”

  She walked toward the balcony, opened the door, and looked out.

  “You're compensating with this huge room,” she said.

  I took large steps toward her. When I got close, she matched my steps backward. That was until she was against the balcony railing.

  “Compensating for what?” I asked her. “You better watch what comes out of that mouth next, Firecracker.”

  “For a little,” she began.

  Before she could finish that sentence, I took that last step forward and swung her around to face the view in front of us. I pushed against her ass and back hard.

  “Does that feel fucking little to you?” I asked.

  When she didn't answer, I grabbed her hair and tugged back so her eyes were looking at mine.

  “Nothing little about it, woman,” I growled out. “Put your hands on that railing and bend over.”

  “What?” she asked nervously.

  She'd pushed me to the limit, and she was going to feel my palm on her ass.

  “I said hands on the railing and bend over,” I snapped.

  My eyes were holding hers as she shivered. There was no way she was going to be able to hide her reaction to me. Slowly, she put her hands on the rail and bent over. My hand went to the middle of her back and pushed her lower.

  “Lance,” she whispered.

  I reached around the front and undid her pants. Then I quickly pulled them down her legs.

  “Lance,” she said a little louder. “People can see.”

  “Is that a problem?” I asked.

  She turned her head to look but my words hit her and she stilled.

  “Face in front of you,” I said.

  The light from the room behind us lit her backside. The only thing between my palm and her skin were the lace panties that were already soaked. In one quick move, I pulled them from her.

  “Fuck,” she whispered.

  “Nobody can see you, Firecracker. I wouldn't let that happen. I'm not sharing your naked ass with anyone.”

  My hand pushed slightly in the middle of her back. She arched with my touch, and her sexy ass was in the air. I slid my fingers through her wetness and knew a smile was spread across my whole face.

  “You're wet already,” I whispered, as I leaned over her and took her ear between my teeth. “Soon your juices will be dripping down those sexy legs. You've played with me one too many times, baby.”

  I pulled my hand back and gave her a good smack on her ass. She yelped and moved forward against the railing. Then I did the same on the other side. I rubbed both spots my hand had marked. Then I took my fingers through her juices again. When I pulled back and got her ass again, she moaned. It was fucking music to my ears. I continued on both sides with spanking and rubbing until I saw the drips running down her legs.

  “Lance,” she moaned.

  “Yes,” I said. “What is it, Lucy?”

  She let out a grunt and sucked her bottom lip into her mouth. There was no way she wanted to give me the satisfaction of knowing I'd gotten exactly what I wanted. Her legs were wobbly. I could see what I was doing to her. She let out a rush of breath, and I took her by surprise. The moment my fingers thrust into her, she cried out into the cool air surrounding us. I continued moving my fingers in deep and then back out of her. The more I watched run down her legs, the harder I got. I could feel her begin to tighten around me and pulled my fingers from her completely. Her groan at the loss of my touch wasn't lost on me. I knew how close she was to coming. When I put my fingers in front of her mouth, she shivered.

  “Suck them,” I demanded.

  She looked back at me as she opened her mouth, took my fingers in, and sucked them hard. Then she moaned around them. Fuck, I thought. She was playing with me. She hadn't had enough. I'd never been with anyone like her. I couldn't believe the way she challenged me. It was something I was definitely not used to. I pulled my fingers from her mouth, pulled back, and spanked that ass hard. She jumped and yelped. I could see the entire print of my hand fresh on that ass, and I knew I wanted more.

  I got behind her
and leaned over her back so that my erection was pressing so fucking hard against her. It felt like I was going to burst through my pants. She pushed back against me, and I knew it was driving her crazy. I continued grinding against her, while doing everything I could not to come instantly. She was moaning and panting. The second I knew she was about to come, I pulled back. Lucy cried out at the loss again and her head dropped into her hands in front of her.

  “Lance,” she whispered.

  “Yes,” I said.

  Then I heard a rumble come from her chest and smiled. I was getting to her. It wouldn't be long before she would be begging me to let her come. She'd met her match, and I wasn't backing down. I had all night, and I planned to take advantage of every single second. She was going to be so damn tired when I was done with her, there was no way she was leaving until morning. When she left my room, I was going to consume her every thought. I would make damn sure of that.

  I dropped to my knees behind her. My hands moved up and down her legs. I knew she was getting tired and needed to come. Shit, I needed to come. It was taking every tiny bit of strength in me to hold off. I leaned forward and slid my tongue up her leg. Just before I reached that spot, I pulled away and her body shook. Then I licked up her other leg. I hadn't tasted her pussy yet, and I wanted to more than anything. When I stopped just before reaching her, she moved to get me closer. I pulled back and swatted her ass again.

  “Behave,” I barked out. “I decide when you get my tongue.”

  She let out another moan.

  “Lance,” she said.

  “Yes,” I said.

  “Fuck,” she groaned.

  I leaned forward and knew she could feel my breath on her when she moaned again. I licked softly along her wetness. My fingers began to rub her clit in circles. She let out little moans, as she soaked my tongue. I thrust my tongue into her, and she gasped. My fingers began to speed up as I moved my tongue out and back in. She tasted fucking amazing, and I wanted her to come so damn hard. She hadn't begged yet, so that wasn't possible. It was worth using every ounce of control to hear her beg. I'd wait all night if I had to.

  “Lance,” she cried out.

  I could feel her tremble a bit around my tongue and instantly pulled out of her.

  “No,” she said. “Please.”

  My fingers stilled for a moment. I couldn't believe the word please had actually left her tongue.

  “Please what, Firecracker?” I asked.

  “Seriously,” she whispered. “Come on.”

  “What?” I said, just as my tongue licked across her again.

  “Fuck,” she moaned.

  “Not yet,” I said.

  “I can't take it, Hotshot,” she said.

  I thrust a finger deep into her pussy.

  “Please,” she said.

  Then I thrust two fingers in deep.

  “Lance,” she said. “Please. I'm begging you. I need to come so damn bad.”

  “Hold on,” I said.

  She'd done it. I couldn't believe it. My body was buzzing just from her words. I was going to make her come so damn hard. My fingers sped up on her clit. My tongue continued licking and sucking her. Just when she had cried out my name and I felt her body begin to tighten, I thrust two fingers in so deep and fucked her hard.

  “Oh, fuck,” she cried out. “Lance.”

  Her pussy clamped down on my fingers, and I almost came in my jeans. Her head fell forward against the railing. She continued calling out to me, as she rode out her orgasm. Then her legs began to wobble. I was on my feet with her in my arms in seconds. When I moved back and sat down on one of the chairs outside, her arms wrapped around my neck. I couldn't help the calm feeling that came over me. I'd never felt that before. When her ass moved against my lap, I grabbed her hips to still her movements.

  “Stop,” I snapped.

  I could feel her lips smile against my neck just before she wiggled against me again.

  “You really want to play with me?” I asked.

  Then I heard a tiny laugh. She fucking moved that ass against my cock again. I grabbed her hips and put her on her feet. Then I undid my pants and pulled them down my legs with my boxers before sitting back down. I looked up to see something in her eyes I hadn't seen before. There was no explaining it. Her usual cocky look wasn't there. The expression she had as she looked down at me was soft and almost caring. I was sure it was part of her game and wasn't buying any of the innocent bullshit she was trying to dish out. No way would I fall for it. If I did, I knew she'd walk all over me. That was not happening.

  “On your knees,” I commanded.

  She instantly dropped to her knees which shocked me yet again. I couldn't figure her out. She definitely kept me on my toes. There was something about the way she looked up at me from her position on her knees. I almost felt like she wanted to please me, and it was fucking hot. I wrapped my hand around my cock and began pumping it. Her eyes moved down to watch me. When she licked her lips, I swear I almost lost my shit. She leaned forward and licked the beads of liquid that had escaped my tip. Then she circled her tongue around the head. When her tongue moved down my shaft and over my hand, it was my turn to groan. Her hand wrapped around mine and began pumping.

  “Fuck,” I moaned. “What the fuck are you doing, Firecracker?”

  “I need to taste you, Lance,” she said, as she looked up at me with her tongue still on my shaft. “I want to suck your cock. I want to feel you deep in my throat.”

  “Do me a favor,” I said, and she nodded. “Wrap your smart-mouth around my dick and suck it. If you say any more, I'm going to blow my load like a fucking teenager. Fill that mouth with my cock and stop talking.”

  She smiled up at me, and something ran through me. It was a strange feeling. I shook my head to get it back in the game. Her lips opened around me, and she took me deep into the back of her throat. My head fell back, and my eyes closed. My hand went to her hair and began guiding her up and down my dick. She sucked me so hard, and I felt the rumble work its way up my chest before coming from my mouth. I wasn't going to last much longer.

  “Suck it hard, baby,” I said, as I held the back of her head while she bobbed up and down on my cock. “Fuck, Lucy.”

  She wrapped her hand around my shaft and the other around my balls. When she pulled me deep into her throat again, I held her still and called out her name as I released jolt after jolt into her mouth. She swallowed every last drop before licking me clean. When she released me with a loud pop, I didn't move.

  “Damn, Firecracker,” I whispered.

  “Is that all you've got, Ballplayer?” she asked.

  I opened my eyes and slowly lifted my head to see a huge smile on her face. What the hell was I going to do with her, I wondered? She was one of a kind. I got to my feet, kicked my pants off my feet, threw her over my shoulder, and carried her to my bed. When I dropped her down on it, she yelped.

  “Naked,” I said in a deep tone. “I'm just getting started. Before you fall asleep, I'm going to make you come at least three more times.”

  She looked up at me and rolled her eyes as she removed her clothes slowly. That was all it took. The woman needed to learn.

  “Do not mess with me, Firecracker,” I snapped.

  I pulled her clothes from her and was on top of her in seconds. Before I finally fell asleep with her head on my chest and my arms around her, I'd had her screaming my name over and over. There was no way she was going to wake up without still feeling me between her legs. I'd fucked her harder and deeper than I'd ever fucked any woman. I knew there were scratch marks all over my back, and I wouldn't have had it any other way.

  When I opened my eyes the next morning, she was just starting to move. I knew she was going to try and run, and I wasn't having it. She pushed to sit up, but I held her tight.

  “Not going anywhere, Firecracker,” I said.

  “I need to go,” she said. “This is the second time, I can't do this.”

  “You can,” I
said. “Just relax for a few minutes before you run.”

  She let her head fall back down against my chest but didn't say a word.

  “What was with that comment yesterday about me not wanting the world to see you with me?” I asked.

  It was still bothering me that she'd said it.

  “Nothing,” she said. “It was nothing.”

  My fingers moved through her hair slowly.

  “What's up with you?” I asked softly. “You're hiding something. Why do I get the feeling there is so much more to you than that cocky attitude?”

  She moved to push off of me, but I held her still.

  “Why do you care?” she asked.

  I wasn't sure what to say. I honestly wasn't even sure why or if I did care. I didn't want to. Before I could let my thoughts wander, she spoke.

  “Look,” she said. “I don't want a relationship, and I definitely don't want love. Believe me, I'm not stupid enough to think we would ever work. I just want a little fun.”

  “I'm not looking for anything serious either,” I said, even though I had to wonder why she was so sure we wouldn't work.

  It wasn't the first time she made me feel she didn't respect me for the man I was, but I needed to quit thinking about that shit.

  “I have no plans to settle down. I have ball to concentrate on. When I'm in town, I wouldn't mind a little fun though.”

  “So we both agree,” she said. “When you're in town, we can have some fun.”

  “Yes,” I said.

  “Then stop asking personal shit,” she said with a smile.

  I shook my head and laughed. She'd met her match, but I think I'd met mine too. What I was doing I had no idea, but I knew I wasn't about to stop.

  “Deal,” I said. “You talking about a drunken mistake.”

  “Yes,” she said.

  “Correct that shit right away. No more,” I said.