Love on the Field_MF Baseball Sport and Agent Romance

by Mia Allen

  Jack

  After close to two months, we were never satisfied when it came to Olivia. Each time always felt like the first time.

  I pulled my mouth away from her and turned to look at Reese, whose normally calm composure disappeared. He’s staring down at Olivia like a wild animal waiting to breed his mate.

  Olivia chose to quiet her moans. But I wanted to hear her cries ring through the room. I knew that wouldn’t happen with what she told us about the office’s rumor mill.

  The thought darkened my mood. Later, I thought as I continued to trail kisses on her neck. Her neck was one of her most erogenous zones, it turned her on quick.

  Reese grabbed her lifted her in a fireman’s hold and I followed. He had the same thought. She wasn’t going to let loose in here.

  We had a private elevator installed which opened directly into the ground parking. We were taking her to our shared penthouse across the city.

  Reese wanted to move her in with us immediately, but I told him to wait. I wanted to coax her slowly and not run her off. But that wasn’t the way to go with how she thought she was just another fuck to us.

  She was so much more than a fuck, I thought, as Reese maneuvered her in his low-slung, sleek matte black Lamborghini. I sat with her in the back, nuzzling her and patting her through the clothes.

  “I can’t wait,” Olivia pleaded, her mouth open as the sensations kept building up.

  Her moans filled the car. I lifted the hem of her skirt and spread her knees wide. She stopped wearing panties when we started ripping them. Her pussy was on display and, fuck, was that view hot. Her skirt scrunched up, her knees splayed, and her fuck-me-heels still on.

  “Don’t let her cum,” Reese warned as he glanced in the rearview mirror at her soaked cunt. He let out a harsh breath and his feet went slightly heavy on the gas pedal.

  “I’ll try, but it’s going to be fucking hard,” I groaned when my finger entered her. She was soaked before my finger even entered her. Her juices were leaking on to the leather seat and Olivia tried to scoot up to pull her skirt down so as to not stain the leather.

  Reese was waiting at the red light when he pushed his hand back and stopped her. “Don’t,” he commanded. He fingered her, roughly and quickly, pumping faster and faster.

  “I’m almost there!” she exclaimed.

  The rude honks pulled Reese out of his lust induced haze and he turned back around and speeded the fuck home. “Fuck.” He inhaled her musky scent and tasted her freshness.

  “We’ll get to that. We have all night,” I grinned.

  Reese

  I pulled into the parking lot of our penthouse and dragged Olivia up. I couldn’t wait a second longer. I had to be inside her, fucking her.

  Jack held the elevator for us and we rode upstairs. This would be the first time Olivia would be in our penthouse and she was going to stay here forever.

  We waited too long and moved too slow. I wanted to move her after that first time, but Jack held me back.

  There was no holding back.

  Come morning, her stuff would be adorning our closet and our lives.

  But with what she said this afternoon of her office, I realized taking up her time wasn’t working. People started to gossip and fucking with her head. It was hard to stand by the sidelines and watch her get hurt.

  We entered the penthouse and I glanced around, critically.

  We were two bachelors and I didn’t want her to think we were slobs. The huge TV took up one wall and suede, grey sofa placed in front. The kitchen and the living room was one big open space. Modern, sleek appliances with granite countertops, the kitchen was the best part.

  “We don’t t have time for the house tour,” I said as I pushed Olivia into the master bedroom and onto the California bed. It was humongous and perfect for us.

  Jack lifted her and through her on the bed and she giggled.

  “I love your house,” she said, dreamily.

  “Good, it’s also yours now,” I said as I undressed.

  Her eyes widened and she looked between the two of us. “W—what? Are you serious?”

  “Babe, I don’t joke about having you here. You’re moving in,” Jack ordered in a voice that brooked no argument.

  “You got two seconds to be naked or I’m ripping everything,” I threatened. That got her out of her thoughts. She hated having to replace her clothes, which made us want to do it more.

  I took my belt out of the belt loops and Jack, silently, did the same. Once we were undressed we both went to the side of the bed and grabbed each of arms and tied it to the bedpost with our belts.

  She stared at us, silently. She tested the bonding by pulling. She couldn’t get out.

  I stood at the foot of the bed and questioned Jack, “Gag or no gag?”

  “No gag. I want to hear her scream.”

  I stretched her closed legs wide and open to our view. I placed my knee on the bed and kissed her, hard and fast while tweaking her nipples.

  Jack sat behind her and placed her head on his chest and stroking his cock.

  A red flush bloomed across her tits. I couldn’t resist a taste of them. I, roughly, latched on to one, biting down on the stiff peaks. Her body was so immersed in pleasure that she started begging for release.

  I straddled her around her waist and pushed her breasts together and my cock filled the glorious valley. I thrusted into her breasts. I pinched her nipples and grunted.

  Her arms strained against the bindings as she writhed in pleasure. Her screams bounced off the walls when she convulsed around me from her orgasms.

  Precum coated Jack’s cock and he jerked his hand faster and faster till he came all over her tits. His white seed coated her nipples and stomach.

  “You want a taste before we take her, or you just want to get inside her now?” Jack asked.

  Jack pulled her hair and kissed her upside down, biting and tugging her lips, swallowing her screams.

  “What will it be?” I wondered out aloud. Her writhing body was too much temptation rolled into one.

  I reached down and pulled up cock near her entrance. She looked up and bit her lip, waiting. She was sweating and breathing hard. She’s exactly how we wanted her—exhausted with pleasure and impatient.

  “Fuck me,” she panted.

  I sank into and buried myself to the hilt and her head dropped back. With her mouth open, Jack slid his cock into her mouth and thrusted, matching my motions.

  My breath catches as I hold my cock, not moving inside her yet, letting the sensations flow through me.

  “Ah,” she moaned, her mouth filled and her cunt fucked.

  “I’m cumming,” Jack choked. “Swallow me,” he ordered when she tried to move her head away. Her eyes shone and she took up the challenge.

  I was close, thrusting harder and harder. I gushed, my seed flowing into her. Jack spurted into her mouth.

  We were all panting and I moved my hand up and untied her wrists.

  Chapter 10

  Jack

  After a few seconds, I gasped out, “My turn.”

  Olivia closed her legs, denying me, and whispered out, “I can’t take anymore.”

  Reese and I switched positions and I forced her legs apart. “You will.”

  “I’m too sore. I’m used up.” She probably thought her body can’t handle another one. But, she’s wrong. I won’t stop until my cock is deep in her cunt. I need that pleasure of her pussy clenching around my cock.

  I cupped her leaking cunt juiced mixed with Reese’s seed. “This is never off-limits to us.” I viciously thrusted into her. She was slick and my cock slid all the fuck way home.

  She was still tight. And I went brutally fast her pussy clenched around me.

  Olivia grabbed my head and pulled my hair. “Harder!”

  My arms were threatening to give out with how hard I drilled into her soaking, wet cunt. I bent her knees and continued my furious thrusts. She was my kryptonite. The bed vibrated against the wood
floor with each frenzied thrust.

  Reese cock sprung up again wanting to play again. I lay across the bed with her, still thrusting. I was face to face with her and I reached behind and spread her ass cheeks. Fingering her there to loosen her up, while Reese stroked his cock and entered her.

  She tensed and stop moving with me. I grabbed her hips, pulled my legs over and moved her, while Reese thrusted into her asshole. I placed my finger near her clit and gave it one flick.

  She came and Reese and I followed. With our faces flushed and our bodies sweaty, Reese dropped down next to her and wrapped her in his arms.

  It was fucking amazing every single time. She was perfect for us. When it came to her, we acted like Neanderthals rather than powerful men who rule with utter control. All that control slips away when it came to her. It was frustrating and exhilarating as hell. We couldn’t get any work done when she’s around and when she’s not around we, still, can’t get any work done.

  It was an odd mix.

  I glanced at Reese over her head and he nodded. We were on the same page.

  “Olivia,” I began.

  “Hmm…” she said, lazily trailing her fingers across my chest.

  “We’re serious. Move in with us.”

  “What do we tell everyone?” She was worried.

  I scoffed, “Fuck everyone.”

  Unfortunately, Reese was more pragmatic. “If Olivia wants to be accepted and make friends, that won’t work. Society is filled with norms and traditions. We announce she’s going out with one of us and, slowly, when she’s integrated with the employees, we tell them she’s ours. Completely.”

  She thought about it and shocked us when she said, “okay.” She agreed with us.

  I smiled and kissed her. “God, I love you.”

  She froze in my arms.

  I froze.

  She was supposed to say it back. Did I misread her intentions?

  She looked over at Reese and he whispered it to her also.

  After the longest seconds of our lives, she said, “I love you, too.”

  Then she took both of our hands and placed it on her stomach. Leaving it there. That could only mean one thing.

  Shouts and exclaims filled the room. Her stomach soon became inundated with kisses. I cradled her in my arms and placed her under the shower with four jets on each wall.

  “Sit here on the bench, babe, and we’ll clean you up.”

  “Prop up your feet. Let us clean all of you.”

  Reese soaped her body. She, wordlessly, allows us to tend to her and leaned her back against my shoulder as the steam surrounded us. I gently washed her pussy with my fingers.

  He breath hitched and she arched her back. “Easy there, love. We’ve got the rest of our lives.” It gave me a pure male satisfaction that we could turn her on with a simple touch.

  We had to be careful now that she was pregnant.

  Reese filled the bath and we moved into the jacuzzi. I sat behind her, pulling her between my legs. Her legs wrapped around Reese’s as she faced him. We were all connected and joined.

  Whole.

  She completed us and made us happy. Forever.

  Olivia

  I never felt more deliriously happy than now in that moment wrapped up in my men’s arms in the jacuzzi.

  I felt loved and cherished. My every desire was their goal to fulfill. I never found myself lacking for anything.

  When I found out I was pregnant two weeks ago, I was scared. I didn’t know whose baby it was. But when I looked at them, I didn’t need to know whose baby it was. All I knew was I loved them both, equally. Irrevocably.

  I knew they would love this baby as their own. It didn’t matter anymore whose baby it was. All that mattered was that this baby was loved by all of his parents.

  I couldn’t wait for the laughs and cackles that would surround us.

  Reese

  “You’ve made me so happy,” I murmured, placing soft kisses on her lips. Tendrils of her fair framed her face and she looked gorgeous as fuck.

  More so now because she was glowing with her afterglow and pregnancy. It gave me immense pleasure to know we’ve had our seed growing inside her.

  She was bred with our baby.

  The bond between us kept growing stronger and the love more fierce.

  This was wild, insane, and crazy but it worked for us.

  Fuck what everyone else said.

  We worshipped her body slowly in the bathtub, giving her everything she wants, fulfilling her every need.

  THE END

  Bonus 11 of 20

  Layla and Her Aliens

  Description

  Layla is a space pirate. She is a tough chick who makes a living by landing on a resource-rich planet, stealing the resources and selling it to someone who needs it the most. She has never cared about anyone but herself and doesn’t plan to change that. But when she and her current crew of misfits get captured by an alien race she has stolen from in the past, she turns on the seductive charm to get out of there. She finds herself in the arms of the second in command who she will make fall in love for her in order to protect her so she can eventually escape. But she soon butts heads over this idea with a crew member, her own second in command, who is also an alien and apparently has been in love with her for a long time. This twisted love triangle eventually ends in someone’s tragic death which teaches Layla to take nothing and no one for granted.

  Chapter 1

  Layla Riker stood before the leader of the Zulas, trying not to be disgusted by the smell they emitted. She had just began doing dealings with the Zulas, as soon as she got a glimpse of what their everyday people were up against. Other than select places back on Earth, she had never seen poverty quite sostriking as that of the Zulas and they needed her help. Even the leader, Ranjay, was going bankrupt.Though,he still found ways to pay herwith resources that would bring a pretty penny back on Earth. Specifically, the Zulashad clean water in abundance; water that was better than the filthy stuff left back on Earth. She knew there would be a bidding war over it, so she let her crew believe this was her only motivation for working with the Zulas. A pirate captain could never reveal her heart or she would lose her followers. She had learned that the hard way in the past.

  “What I am asking for you to get us is blood,” Ranjay explained, looking up at her with his set of desperate green eyes. The Zulas resembled very large and slimy bugs that slid around on their tails like snails. They smelled similar to that too, and it didn’thelp that they were plagued with disease. It made perfect sense that they would want blood, which wasn’t the red substance that flowed from Layla’s veins. Blood was the slang term for an item that was precious to the entire universe; providing both fuel and medicine to more than half of the known galaxies. But a few unlucky planets had none of this naturally and had to either trade, or trust pirates to illegally grab the stuff for them. That was where Layla came in.

  “Blood could change our lives for the better if we could get our hands on it. We could get more things done and we could heal our diseases.” Layla nodded, knowing Ranjay was correct in that statement. But she also knew the danger she would be putting herself and her crew in to get ahold of it. The large quantities the Zulas would demand would mean travelingto a planet which was rich in blood; a planet she had already robbed from twice.

  “I understand that, Lord Ranjay, but you know the danger that lies ahead for us to steal blood. Many civilizations guard the stuff with their lives. There is only one that does not,” she spoke, keeping her head down in respect.

  “Ah, I know of what you speak, my dear friend. The Arkuns have blood in abundance, but they are a strong people. This is why in return, I will offer you water to take back to Earth, as much as you ask me for. We have so many rains here, I will not even miss it. But your people, they need it dearly, do they not?” He drove a hard bargain, one that Layla wasn’t about to turn down. Though, she couldn’t help but see the shake of Orion’s head to her left as he stood with t
he rest of the crew. He had been her second in command for over a year now and had always erred on the side of caution. That just wasn’t her nature and he should have known better than to give her any sign to not do it. It just served as a challenge.

  “I am happy to make this deal with you, Ranjay, and I will do everything within my power to get you what you need. I have not failed yet.”

  “I should say not,” he joked with a sickening, phlegmy chuckle. “Otherwise, you’d be in chains by now.”

  Layla laughed politely at the joke, feeling the pressure on her. But she would never let it show as she made the official deal and headed back to her ship with Orion and the others in tow. She didn’t wait to get their opinion or even to acknowledge the look on their faces. She was their captain and they would do what she said or be dropped off at the next planet to fend for themselves. Those were the rules.

  “Alright, it looks like we are headed on our next adventure,” Layla said with a smile, her British accent slipping out strong at the moment. “I’m assuming you know where to steer this ship, so let’s get within orbit, and then we’ll think of a plan. On the fly is the only way with these guys. They’re too damn organized.”

  Layla stood there in the captain’s position, plugging in the coordinates as her leather bodysuit and armor squeaked with her excited movements. A piece of her amber waves fell over one eye and she imagined with a chucklethat she had a patch there. Sometimes, being a space pirate was a great way to fulfill the little girl inside of her that never really grew up.

  “Don’t you think you’re taking things a little far this time?” Arsinia asked, limping her way over to Layla. Arsinia was the oldest inthe crew and had hurt her leg during a battle in the intergalactic army. They wanted nothing to dowith her after that, which left her pissed and ready to join the crew. But that streak of authority was still there sometimes.

  “Last I checked, you were not the commander here,” Layla barked, making it clear that her word was final. They were her crew and completelyreplaceable. All except Orion, but she doubted he would ever leave. He had no family or anything to go back to.