Curve Ball (Stadium Series Book 2)

by S A Clayton

  “Hey, Sunshine,” he says before his mouth lands on mine in a searing kiss that forces every breath I have to leave my body. His hands grasp my hips as he pushes me back until we hit a wall, gasping for breath. “Fuck, I missed that mouth,” he mutters before taking my lips once more and reminding me just how much I missed him too. After a few minutes, the intensity settles and he pulls away.

  “Hi,” I whisper, a small smile playing at the edge of my lips.

  “Hi,” he says back, kissing me lightly as he takes my hand and leads me toward my office.

  “So, where are we going anyway?” I ask, knowing without a doubt that he has something planned.

  “I have a few ideas, but I think I’ll keep it a surprise.” He’s smiling from ear to ear, and I can’t help but stare at him.

  That smile isn’t the one you see on TV, or the one in magazines. This one is different, more genuine and I love it more and more every time I see it.

  “But before we go anywhere, I have to do something,” he adds, not waiting for a reply before his mouth is on mine once more and everything else fades away.

  The kiss is everything I want and more as I sink into his touch. His arms wrap around my waist, bringing me closer as his tongue darts out to stroke my bottom lip. This is different from the kiss earlier. This is passion, lust and desire all rolled into one sensation, and I’m addicted. When I open up for him, I get lost in the sensation of being in his arms, of the way his lips feel against mine and how natural all of this feels. But fuck can this man kiss.

  I bring my hands around his neck, pulling him to me as I moan into his mouth. A low growl comes from Josh as we walk backward until he’s sitting on a bench. I straddle his legs and begin to rock against his hard length that’s growing with each grind of my pelvis.

  “Fuck, Harper. This isn’t what I came here for,” he mutters against my lips.

  “Mmm,” I moan, kissing him even harder. The feeling of him against me has me going out of my mind. The date forgotten, I just need him closer, I need him to kiss me harder… I just need more.

  I push my fingers into his hair as his hands travel down my back toward my ass, which has begun a steady rhythm against his cock. Josh’s name escapes my lips as his hands grip my ass through my thick yoga pants.

  “I really just wanted to make out for a second and then take you out, but I can’t stop now. Fuck, I can’t do anything but feel you…” And just like that, he flips us, picking me up and positioning me under him as his eyes bore into mine with so much passion and need that it makes my breath catch. “I swear we will actually go out on a date tonight, but first I need to do something…” he groans in the curve of my neck.

  Before I can figure out what he means, his hands cup my face, bringing his lips back to mine ever so lightly. The shift in tempo is so erotic that I arch into him. Needing more of what he’s giving me. One of his hands lightly traces down my body, just barely grazing my nipple, which is now standing at attention. His hand finds the edge of my panties as I break the kiss, our eyes meeting as he looks into my eyes. I nod, knowing what he’s asking me, and when his hand disappears into my pants and under my lace underwear, I groan.

  “Josh…” I tilt my head back, arching back into him as the sensations take over my body.

  “You ready for me, sweetheart?” he asks, and I nod, not having the words but he continues. “Is this pussy hot and ready for me?”

  I’m done. Josh’s dirty talk is on point tonight and I can’t get enough.

  “Yes, God yes…”

  His lips curve as he kisses his way down my neck, creating goose bumps in his wake.

  “Please…” I beg, needing him to touch me before I explode.

  “Please what, Sunshine?” he grunts into my skin. “What do you need?”

  His fingers are lightly tracing circles around my clit, driving my body insane. I lift my ass, hoping to get more friction but he moves his fingers away from my core just in time. “Tell me what you need, Harper. I want to hear the words come out of your perfect mouth,” he whispers against the shell of my ear and it sends a shiver through me as his teeth lightly bite it.

  “I need to come,” I beg, but he still doesn’t move. I arch into him once more and I hear that soft chuckle from him. “Please Josh, I need your fingers on me,” I murmur, not knowing if what I say came out as actual words. I am so turned on right now that he could ask for my banking information and I would gladly give it to him if it meant I could feel his hands on me.

  “As you wish…” he growls low in my ear as his fingers dip into my core.

  I scream as the relief fills me. His calloused fingers sinking into my heat is something I know I will never forget. He starts with one finger, adding another as he strokes my clit with his thumb. Josh captures my mouth in a searing kiss as he adds another finger, sending my orgasm hurtling to the surface.

  “Come for me, sweetheart,” he whispers, looking at me with such devotion that I do. I shatter around his fingers, light bursting behind my eyes and creating one of the best orgasms I have ever had.

  “Holy. Shit.” My mind is blank. Josh lifts his hand out of my pants and brings them to his mouth. Watching him lick my juices off his fingers is probably one of the hottest things I have ever witnessed.

  “Damn, Sunshine, I forgot how good you taste.” His eyes meet mine as I push myself up, kissing him with every ounce of strength I have left. “That good, huh?” he asks smugly as we both slowly pull away.

  “It was okay…” I joke as he stands, holding out his hands for me to take, but I notice the growing hardness of his cock straining against the zipper of his pants and I reach for it, but he pulls away.

  “What happened was about you, not me, okay? I don’t expect anything in return.”

  And as much as I love the fact that he’s making the choice, he has no idea the lengths I would go to taste him right now.

  “As much as the chivalrous attitude is a turn-on, I am not leaving this building until I can taste your cum in my mouth.” I don’t know where the dirty talk is coming from, but from the shuddering breath Josh takes after my words, I plan to use it more and more. Before he has a chance to object, my fingers undo his belt, pull down his zipper and expose the fact that he went commando tonight.

  “That’s a nice surprise,” I whisper as my fingers deftly pull down his jeans and expose the part of him that has left me weak in the knees more than once.

  “Harper, you don’t have to—” But he doesn’t finish because my lips are wrapped around his cock and his head tilts back as a guttural moan leaves his throat. “Fucking hell… that mouth is pure sin.”

  I groan around his thickness as I close my eyes and savor the taste of him. He’s bigger than any other guy I’ve dated but as my mouth takes him deeper and deeper into my throat, I bask in the way his fingers lace themselves into my hair, pulling me closer.

  “Fuck, Sunshine, you keep doing that and I’m gonna come in that sinful mouth of yours.”

  I just nod my head because I don’t want to let up, I want to taste him, I want to feel him fall apart because of what I’m doing, so I continue. “Yes, just like that… fuck, fuck, fuck,” he mutters as his cock grows in my mouth and a second later, he shoots his load right down my throat as I suck him down. Over and over, I pull every drop from him and as he starts to soften ever so slightly, his fingers loosening, I pull back, licking the remnants as he pulls me to my feet.

  “You were saying…” I tease before his mouth takes mine and shows me just how much he appreciates what I just did.

  “There are no words, sweetheart,” he mumbles before lightly stroking my cheek. “You don’t play fair, do you?” he asks as I give him a small smile.

  “Nope,” I say as he takes my hand and kisses it. I can’t help the butterflies that are still fluttering around my stomach as his eyes meet mine. He just had his hand down my pants, and I just had his cock in my mouth, but right now I’m still nervous.

  “You ready?” he asks a
s I watch him put his still hard cock back into his jeans.

  “Just let me grab my purse from my office.” I walk toward my office and as I pass my window, my reflection stares back at me and I almost recoil. “Do I need to change before we go?” I ask, knowing that I look like a complete mess.

  Josh looks me up and down as I close my eyes, readying myself for the critique. But it never comes. “Nope, you’re perfect.”

  I let out a breath of relief as I grab my purse off the chair, feeling the unease leave my body. I don’t know what I expected, and I don’t know why I expected him to act like Cole when he’s shown me more than once that they’re not even in the same realm of being the same guy.

  “You good?” Josh asks as I wink, letting him lead me outside toward his truck.

  10

  Josh

  “You’re seriously not going to tell me where we’re going?” Harper asks from the passenger seat of my truck. I glance over and see her fingers intertwined as they fidget in her lap.

  “You really don’t like surprises, do you?”

  She chuckles, her head falling back against the headrest as her eyes meet mine. “How can you tell?”

  I wink as we drive farther out of the city and closer to where I plan to take her on our date. It took me a bit to figure out what I wanted since I kind of made it hard to top the first date, but I just wanted her to have a good time, so I figured going out dancing would be a good idea. In truth, King was the one that gave me the idea, but I would rather be benched than admit the man was right.

  “The fact that you’re gripping the seat with white knuckles might have been a clue.” I gesture to her fingers which are gripping the edge of the seat for dear life. Harper laughs as her fingers release and I take her hand in mine. “Don’t worry. It’s nothing to be afraid of.”

  She nods as she looks out the window as I continue to drive.

  We drive for a little bit longer before my phone rings and I see that it’s Will. I look over at Harper, seeing if she’s okay if I answer it, and when she smiles, I answer it.

  “What’s up, man?” I ask, hoping it’s nothing serious.

  “Anderson, where are you?”

  “Umm, driving with Harper, why?”

  “Can you guys drop by the stadium for a sec? My car fucking broke down and I need a ride to the car dealership.”

  Harper’s fingers grip mine tight and I look over to see her eyes widen. Her gaze meets mine and I mouth “you okay?” as she nods silently.

  “How come someone else can’t drive you?” Wondering why he’s calling me.

  “Everyone left, plus the dealership is short-staffed since it’s after seven and I really need to get a rental for tomorrow.”

  I take a deep breath and agree, hanging up after telling him we’ll be there in a few minutes.

  “Sorry, sweetheart, this was not my plan, but I promise the second we drop Will off at the dealership, our date will begin.” I expect to hear some form of agreement from her but when I glance over once more, I see a panicked look on her face. “Harper, you okay?” Again, she says nothing, her eyes widening, looking forward as her fingers tighten around mine once more.

  “I can’t… I can’t… I—” she whispers over and over again and before I have a chance to ask what she can’t do, her breathing starts to elevate, her fingers unlace themselves from mine as her body starts to shake. “Pull over,” she demands and when I don’t do it fast enough, she screams, “Pull over!”

  I do as she asks, and the second the truck stops she’s outside and bent over the bushes and it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what’s happening.

  In a flash I’m around the front of my truck and kneeling beside her, pulling her hair out of her face and trying everything I can to calm her down while trying to figure out what’s going on.

  “Harper, you’re freaking me out, what’s wrong?”

  Finally, her eyes meet mine and they’re filled with unshed tears and it’s that moment I realize what a colossal asshole I am.

  “Shit,” I mutter, realizing where we were headed. “The stadium,” I mumble to myself as her eyes plead with me. Right now, I don’t know what she’s asking for but I know whatever it is, I will do it. As long as those tears stop, and her body stops shaking.

  “I-I’m s-s-sorry. I c-can’t go t-there.”

  I stand, pulling her up with me and gathering her close. It takes a moment but she eventually wraps those arms around my waist, squeezing me so tight my heart breaks into small pieces.

  “I know, sweetheart, we don’t have to go.”

  She shakes her head against my chest as she takes gasping breaths in and out.

  “What about Will? We can’t just leave him there.”

  I tighten my arms around her, bending down and kissing the top of her head and thank whoever brought her to me. This girl is amazing. Even in the aftermath of a panic attack, she still thinks of others.

  “He’ll survive.”

  Her head tips back, her chin resting against my chest as her bleary eyes meet mine. Without thinking, I cup the sides of her face and kiss her forehead.

  “Why don’t you sit in the truck while I call him and explain everything?”

  Her eyes widen and a different sort of panic sets in as I shake my head.

  “I won’t say anything about you, I’ll just tell him something came up.”

  She nods solemnly, avoiding my eyes.

  “I’m sorry I ruined our date.” She takes a deep breath, clearly getting more and more upset the longer we stand here.

  “Sweetheart, you ruined nothing. I should never have told Will we would go, knowing what happened there. I wasn’t thinking.”

  And the look she gave me in that truck when she realized where we were going is going to haunt me for a very long time.

  “Sit tight, and I’ll be right back.” She nods and as I walk away, I toss back, “There are also mints in the center console.” I wink as I take out my phone and walk farther away from the truck, calling Will.

  “Yo, you here yet?” he asks before I have a chance to say anything.

  “Change of plans, we can’t come.” I turn back to see Harper sitting in my truck, looking so small and yet so wonderfully beautiful that it takes my breath away. I give Will the CliffsNotes version of what happened, avoiding the puking part, but he gets the gist and says he’ll call a cab. I turn around, putting my phone in my back pocket and take a look at my girl, who is sitting in the cab of my truck, still looking a little pale but mostly sad and it breaks a small part of my soul. I did that to her. I caused that dejected look on her face and I make an oath to myself right there to make that look disappear by the end of the night.

  “Was Will mad?” she asks as I close the door behind me and turn toward her.

  I shake my head, pulling her hands from her lap and into mine, lightly stroking her wrists.

  “No, he’s a big boy. He figured it out.” I kiss the back of her hand before my thumb brushes against her cheek. “Are you okay? Serious answer this time. Please.”

  She takes a deep breath, her eyes avoiding my gaze as she looks out the windshield at the passing cars. “I’m better.”

  I nod, loving that she trusts me enough to be honest.

  “I’m really sorry about earlier. I haven’t been to the stadium since the day Dad got hit, and so I think I might have had a sudden panic attack that I wasn’t prepared for.”

  I nod again, knowing that’s exactly what happened and feeling my gut clench at the memory of feeling so helpless.

  “And now?”

  Harper clears her throat and squeezes my hand. “I’m okay, Josh, I promise. I’m just not used to an attack coming on so fast and so strong. I think that’s why I was sick. Which by the way, thanks for the mints. I might have purged your supply.” She chuckles as I smile down at her, leaning in and kissing her lightly on the lips. When she pulls away suddenly, covering her mouth with her hand, I tilt my head back and laugh.

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��Sweetheart, if you think what happened earlier would deter me from kissing my woman, then you haven’t been paying attention.” I smirk and lean in when she avoids me again. “Harper…” I warn as she shakes her head.

  “Josh, come on, let’s just go do whatever you have planned.”

  “Not until you kiss me.”

  Her eyes narrow as my eyebrows raise.

  “I’m not moving this truck until you give me some sugar.”

  A smirk plays at the edges of her lips as she leans forward, touching her lips to mine ever so lightly.

  “Now, you know that’s not what I meant,” I mutter against her lips as my fingers grasp the back of her neck and haul her toward me.

  When our lips touch and she finally opens up for me and that moan leaves her throat, I sink into the feeling of her against me.

  When we finally part, Harper’s eyes focusing on me after a few seconds, I pull her seat belt across her body and strap her in.

  “So, where are you taking me?” she asks as I pull my own seat belt across and start the truck once more.

  “Change of plans, but I think you’ll love it just the same.” I wink at her as I merge back into traffic and head back toward town.

  “Burgers and fries in an abandoned parking lot?” Harper questions as I hand her the paper bag as she separates our orders on the center console. “This was your big date plan?” she teases as I chuckle softly.

  “Actually, I was going to take you out dancing, but I figured after earlier you might not want to be around that many people.”

  Her eyes soften as she leans over and kisses me.

  “You know, sometimes I wonder if you can be this perfect, and then you do something like this.” The smile lights up her face and the traces of sadness I saw earlier are fading just like I hoped.

  “Well, you haven’t seen anything yet. Look inside the bag.”

  Her head dips and her hand disappears and pulls out two containers.

  “Oh my god! Fries and onion rings!” The sarcasm washes off her in waves as I sit back and watch her stuff her face with a handful of fries.