Star-Crossed in the Outfield (All About the Diamond #4)

by Naomi Springthorp

  She stops and gazes into my eyes, “Hi,” is all she says and her voice is different. Sleepy maybe and sweet. Like she’s let her guard down.

  “Hi,” I don’t want to disturb the mood. I love that she’s being so sweet.

  She smiles, “I brought my overnight bag, so I can stay with you tonight and maybe go surfing in the morning.”

  That counts as a date. I’m not asking if she will go out with me anymore. I’m asking her to do specific things with me, like going surfing or maybe going out to eat. I love the sound of her voice saying, “stay with you.” I’m feeling lucky and want to ask for her phone number, but I think better of it. I leave on a road trip Tuesday morning. I’m not having sex with her until I get back. I’m not starting something and then leaving her the next day, that can’t happen. I’m suddenly slammed with the realization that I’ve never had a woman in my bed at my bungalow. It feels so right. Foreigner takes over ear worming me with their love songs and I must be going crazy. Does she feel it, too?

  My body is humming happily, “I’m so happy that you did.” I want in her so bad right now, the head on my shoulders is spinning and the one below my waist is throbbing. I need to stay in control. I bite and suck at her soft lips, and I feel her body moving underneath me. This blanket barrier needs to go, I need to touch her. Stop! I gather the calmest voice that I can, “Kristina, do you have another guy, a boyfriend?” It sounds so childish, but Seno said it and now I have to know.

  She looks at me with big eyes, “I wouldn’t be here if I did. I’ve never cheated and I never will.”

  I smile, “So, I’m your only guy right now.”

  “I’m not dating anybody right now.”

  “What do you call what we’re doing?”

  Kristina smiles, “Kissing in your bed.” She giggles knowing that isn’t what I asked.

  “There will be no other chicks in my bed and I won’t kiss any other chicks, unless you tell me we’re done.” I look into her eyes, wanting her to know how much she means to me. “Just you, Kristina.” I take a deep breath. “Please tell me you want me and only me.” I’m in uncharted territory. I haven’t had any type of exclusive relationship since junior high. I haven’t wanted one. But, Kristina—she’s different and I want to be with her even if it’s only kissing.

  “I can’t. I don’t want you. You drive me crazy and freak me out. The one thing I’ve wanted to do is be in the control booth at the stadium and I get the chance at the PA Announcer, the ultimate gig—I totally fucked up and I wouldn’t have if it wasn’t for you. I couldn’t help it! Then the afterthought about how often you’re at bat and at risk, left me shook. No, I can’t want you because you screw me up. You and your sending me flowers with sweet notes, caps with your name and number on them, you looking up and smiling at me in the control booth, you blowing me kisses and, seriously, changing your walk up song? I keep telling you no and I haven’t even given you my phone number! Yet, you don’t stop. No, I don’t want you. I can’t want you.”

  My heart sinks, but it doesn’t make any sense, “Then why are you here? Why do you keep kissing me? Why are you fucking with me?” I stare at her and wait for an answer.

  Kristina lets out a deep sigh, “That whole rant I just spat out at you doesn’t matter. I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t pass up a chance to kiss you. I don’t want you. I have to have you, be near you, and it doesn’t matter how much more sense it makes to walk away because I’ll give everything else up before you.”

  All of a sudden the barrier and my dick, neither one of them matter. She’s as messed up as I am. I get up and lock my bedroom door. I pull my T-shirt off and climb into my bed under the blankets wearing only my board shorts, reaching for her and holding her to me. I nuzzle my face into her hair, “I know. It’s scary for me, too.” It’s amazing to have her in my arms. I can feel her breathing and her heart beating. I hold her curled into my chest and her warm breath caresses my skin. She entangles her bare legs with mine and I realize I don’t even know what she’s wearing. It feels like a silky little top and short shorts, probably pajamas again. It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I have her in my arms and I’m going to keep it this way for as long as I can. The team will pick up and lock up on their way out, they’ll get it. I don’t know if I should talk to her or just hold her. It’s not about sex. Kristina touches my chest, delicately exploring from my collarbone to my pecs to my abs. Slowly moving lower and closer to things I’m not sure we’re ready for. I grab her hand before she can get to my shorts. “Kristina, I,” I groan at the words I’m going to say, “I leave Tuesday morning for a road trip. I don’t want to have sex with you and then be gone for days. I want to be here with you and know we can be together for days, spend our nights together and spoil you.” My voice goes raspy, “I want to push into you while you’re kissing me and I know I shouldn’t say that because it sounds like I want sex, but I want you. I don’t want us to just be sex. I want you to know how much I want you and believe that I want you enough.”

  “Chase, show me how much you want me. Take me.”

  “Kristina, it’s not a good idea. We need to spend time together. We need to get to know each other.” She presses her lips to my neck and, “Anything you want. I’ll give you anything you want.” She climbs on top of me, her body laying on top of mine while she continues to kiss, lick and suck at my neck. Her breasts squish into my chest and her hands are in my hair. I can’t control myself and I don’t want to wait any longer. I know I should, but I tell myself this is one of those times that rules are meant to be broken. I slide her shorts down over her hips and touch her bare skin, I feel her breath hitch. I run my hands up her sides and pull her top off over her head. I have her naked, lying on me in my bed. She had no objections to me taking her clothes off. Her skin is soft and silky all over. I keep touching her, caressing her. I move my hands to her tits and take one of them in each hand, squeezing them gently and kissing them where they come together. I give each of them attention, licking, kissing and sucking at her nipples. Her reaction is crazy. I can feel her whole body needing me, wanting me. She said she doesn’t want me, but it’s a lie. She wants to protect herself and there’s no protection from this. I move my hands down her body, simply touching her and getting to know her shape. I wrap my arms around her and pull her mouth up to mine, kissing her with no doubt of what’s on my mind while I hold her tightly to me. I pull back, “Tell me to stop. Tell me to stop before I can’t stop.” My pulse is racing and I’m nervous. I‘m never nervous. “Kristina.”

  “Chase, please, I want to feel you. I need you.” She’s breathless and her words make me want to please her. “Condom, okay?”

  “I’ll always protect you, I’ve got you.” I kiss her neck and roll us over so she’s naked underneath me. She reaches for my shorts and unties them, gesturing for me to get rid of them. I do as she asks, stripping bare and grabbing a condom from my nightstand. I hit the remote on the stereo, turning up the music in the house. Foreigner is playing “Feels like the First Time” and my nerves feel the same way. What if I’m not what she wants? What if I’m not any good? I lean on my arm and press my lips to hers tenderly, I want her and I don’t want to just fuck her. I want to take care of her and please her. I move my free hand down between her legs, feeling how hot and wet she is. Fuck me, I need in. I need to feel her wrapped around me. I rip open the foil wrapper with one hand and my teeth, and roll the condom on. I rub my tip against her opening, she’s tight and I can feel her nerves, “We can still stop. I don’t want to push you.”

  “Please, Chase. I want this.” She goes back to kissing my neck and it’s my downfall. I slide my finger inside her, sliding it in and out of her wet heat. “Oh.”

  “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you. That’s my finger. I promise I won’t hurt you.” I want her to relax and she’s too wound up. I understand, I could hammer nails with my dick right now. I slide in a second finger and she cries out. I can’t do this. I’m too big for her. I�
��ll hurt her. I kiss my way down to her sex and lick her clit while I stroke her with my fingers, flicking at it with my tongue and then sucking. I slide down further, pulling my fingers out and burying my face. Licking and sucking at her folds, she reaches for my head and runs her fingers through my hair while she feels me at her center. I feel her pulse quickening.

  “Chase, please. I want all of you the first time.”

  I slide my finger back in and keep stroking her. “I want you to have me. God, I want in you. But, I’ll hurt you.”

  “Please, all of you, now. I want you, okay. I want you!”

  “I really do want you,” I’m hard and needy. I press my lips to hers and she whimpers with need. Her sweet whimper. She rolls her hips and my hard dick feels her heat firsthand. I know it will hurt her, but she wants it anyway. I wrap my arms around her tightly, holding her against me while we kiss and push into her a little further with each stroke. I don’t let her go and I keep it slow, giving her everything I can on each stroke. Feeling her so tight around me, “Oh, Kristina. We’ll make it better, I promise.”

  “Chase, please don’t hold back. I want all of you. Give me all of you.” She says breathlessly.

  I pull out and look at her lying there in my bed, asking me for more.

  “Please, Chase, please.” And I just want back inside her. I’ve waited for her for so long and she feels so good around me. I can’t help myself and I slam all the way into her a couple times, “Chase! Oh! Chase!” She screams out my name and I push all the way in until our bodies are mashed together. I look at our connection and see how tight she is around me, knowing how hard I am and how much of me is buried inside her. How I slammed into that tight hole and made myself fit because she wants all of me. Fuck she feels amazing and she wants all of me.

  “Kristina, tell me its good for you. Tell me you feel it, too.” I stroke in and out of her slowly as I lean in and kiss her, claiming her mouth as my own, and in my heart claiming her as mine. She whimpers and cries out with every pass. “Tell me your mine. Tell me what you want. I’ll make it happen. Anything and everything for you.” Fuck! I’m losing it! The feel of our bodies together, my skin burns everywhere she touches me, like she leaves a trail of flames in her path. I want more of her. I whisper in her ear, “Does it feel okay? I need to know I’m not hurting you. I never want to hurt you.”

  She turns to face me smiling, “It’s perfect, Chase. You’re perfect.” Her sweet soft voice cuts straight through me. Fuck me. “You don’t have to be careful with me. Show me you want me.”

  She’s killing me. I’m already thinking about baseball to keep from firing off. I kiss her, claiming her completely and taking control of everything, while I keep moving inside her, pulling out and then pushing back in repeatedly and slowly. I feel her arch in pleasure underneath me and I start to move faster. “Oh, Kristina.” I need her to finish first. Finishing first is not an option for me. I sit back on my knees and lift her right leg in the air, kissing her ankle and leg, while I keep moving harder and faster. Her leg resting against my shoulder, I reach under her and grab her ass, pulling her closer to me. I hear her crying out my name and it’s like magic. Her cry turns to a squeal when I feel her tighten up around me and she’s pulling me with her, I couldn’t stop if I wanted to and I don’t want to. She feels amazing as I pound into her hard, pushing her orgasm and being overcome by mine. I feel like I’m going to explode like never before while her body continues to squeeze me.

  “Oh, Chase! Chase! Oh! Fucking amazing, oh my…” She trails off and grabs me, pulling me down to her and making me stop moving. But, that’s all it takes and I’m done. She kisses me, then stops and gazes up at me doe eyed. I’m not quite with her yet, I feel like I’m coming forever and keep moving as much as I can as I finish. I move to pull out and she stops me. “No, just stay here and kiss me. I want more of you, Chase.” I smile and she continues, “Do you still want me or…”

  I cut her off, “I told you it isn’t possible to fuck you out of my system. It’s not like that, Kristina. Of course I still want you. I want you more than I did before and I didn’t think that was possible.” Listen to me! Fuck! Can I really only have one chick? Fuck me. Yes. I press my lips to hers and I’m still hard, ready for more. Her lips are inviting and she’s full of desire. I start to move inside her, but she stops me.

  “I’m not ready yet.”

  “It’s okay. I thought you wanted more. We don’t need to do anything.”

  “I do. It’s just, uh, you’re big and I’m not prepared.”

  “I’m happy to hold you all night. I want you here with me.” I smile at her. I pull out of her slowly and go handle some quick business in the bathroom. I return to find her dressed and putting her shoes on. I don’t understand. “Where are you going?”

  “Well, I thought I should go home.”

  “No.” I walk over to her and put my arms around her, still naked. “You’re staying with me tonight.”

  “We already…”

  I cut her off, “No. I’m not playing this game with you any more. I know you want to be with me and you know I want to be with you. You have a choice: Get back in my bed with me right now or join the party with me and I’ll hold you out by the bonfire. No more running scared.”

  She stares at me and doesn’t speak.

  “Are you just in this for sex? Did you just use me?” The words come out a little loud and more harshly than I’d intended. I guess it could be true. I did find her in my bed. She could’ve been waiting for me and hoping to get laid. Fuck! I gave her what she wanted and now she’s out. This is why Seno said to date first, I need to know if they want me or a ball player. Now I’m angry. I’ve been waiting for her. I wanted her and no other chick. Fuck! “Kristina! You better say something quick.” I’m pacing around my room while my head spins and I’m not letting her leave my room no matter what she says. I know the truth and this is bullshit.

  She looks at me blankly and disturbed by my tone.

  “You told me you wanted me to keep kissing you and now you’re up and dressed? Ready to leave? Tell me you didn’t use me.”

  “I’m not using you. I’m embarrassed.” She says quietly.

  “You have no reason to be. You’re staying with me.”

  “Okay.”

  “Good.” I walk to her and make her decision for her. I unbutton her shorts and push them down until they fall to her feet. I pull her top off over her head and toss it on the floor. I take in the view of her in matching jade lace panties and bra. She’s hot. Slender, but not skinny and curvy in all the right places. I pick her up, bringing her tits to my mouth, “Wrap your legs around me and hold on, I’m taking you back to bed.” She wraps her legs around me and holds onto my head, playing with my hair. I lick and suck at her tits through her lace bra and she shudders. I sit on the edge of my bed and lay back with her in my arms. My dick is still hard and reaching for her.

  She slides down my body wanting to find my mouth and bumps into my waiting hard-on. She reaches back and puts her hand around me, feeling me. Her touch sends more of that electricity through my body.

  “Sorry, he can be rude.” I laugh.

  “Don’t be sorry. Feels like he wants me.”

  “He definitely does. So do I, but I want more than him.”

  She giggles at me and slides down a little further, like she’s going for my neck. She reaches behind her again and strokes my hard length, obviously liking the feel of it. In a second she’s guided him in and slides onto me. She slides back and forth a few times.

  “Kristina, you can’t do…” But, I lose all ability to think and speak when she sits up and rides me like a cowgirl. Grinding against me while she’s mounted on my hard dick. She’s so hot and wet, and I can actually feel everything. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! I need to get her off of me, but she feels so good. “Kristina?”

  “Yeah,” She responds out of breath.

  “No condom.” I don’t want to stop either, but we can’t do this.
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  “Yeah, okay.” What the fuck?

  “Um, not okay.”

  “Feels good.”

  “I know, it’s way better. But, we need a condom.” Two months ago I didn’t even know who I had in my bed and if I had sex, now I’m the voice of reason? This chick. I say things to her and I mean them. I told her I’d protect her.

  “Just a little more, please.” Her eyes are closed and her skin is turning red and blotchy.

  “No, no more. You’re going to make me come.”