“No, I’ll come and then I’ll stop.”
She doesn’t seem to get it, “Kristina, are you trying to get knocked up by a ball player?”
“You feel good. I need you, Chase.”
Fuck me. Baseball. Baseball. Baseball. What’s worse, Basketball. Basketball. Men’s stinky locker room. Dumpsters. Baseball. Baseball. Baseball. I need a plan here. That’s it, get her off quick and get her off me before I blow. I press up into her and she cries out. She’s close. I reach for our connection and it’s crazy how solid I am right now. Don’t get distracted from the mission. I reach for her clit and touch it lightly, circling around it softly and adding more pressure, then I press it and I feel her get wetter. “Kristina, listen to me.” She nods. “You’re fucking amazing. You make me so hard that I don’t know how you and your tight little hole are doing this right now. I’m huge and up in you. I don’t know if you looked, but I’m eight inches long or so and right now, you’ve got me at max. I couldn’t be stretched any harder. I’m at least two inches thick and a while ago you could barely take my finger. Do you feel that?” I press up into her again and again and again.
“Yes,” her voice shakes.
“Come for me. Feel how hard and hot our connection is. Come for me.” I should pull out because I’m out of control, but I’m as bad as she is. “Kristina. Kristina. Kristina. Oh, fuck me! Fuck me!” I’m on the far edge and no better, but she starts to come and I can feel everything—Fuck, no condom. Baseball. Baseball. Baseball. Maybe I can bring it back in. I can have control. I can have control.
“Chase! I’m yours. I’m yours. Oh, God, I’m yours.” She collapses on my chest and I pull out of her as quickly as possible. What was I thinking? Her wetness is all over me and I’m coming like a fucking hose in two strokes. This is crazy. I feel her heart beating against my chest and she’s not moving.
“Sweetness, are you okay?”
“I’m better than okay. Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. Tell me your mine again.” I’m such a fucking chick.
“I’m yours, Chase. I’m yours.” Her voice is so sincere and sweet that my heart leaps in my chest.
I kiss her on the cheek, “No other dudes? Only me? And, you’ll be my girl?”
She smiles giddily, “No other guys. Only you. Nobody compares to you. I’m already your girl.” She laughs, “Does that mean you’re my boyfriend?”
I hadn’t thought about it but, “Yes. You’re the only chick in my life.” It makes me happy to say it. “Put some sweats on.” She glares at me funny, “Work with me here.” I pull on sweatpants and a zippered hoodie. I watch as she pulls leggings out of her bag and a T-shirt. “Hold on.” I toss her a Seals pullover hoodie that will be huge on her and keep her warm. She pulls on her leggings and my hoodie, looking fucking sexy in my hoodie that fits her more like a dress. I grab my extra blanket and hand it to Kristina. I take her hand and lead her out of the bedroom to the bonfire. There’s nobody left in the house and it’s been cleaned up, no gamers left, and nobody passed out on my couch. I snag what’s left of the food from the patio table and a couple bottles of water from the ice chest. We find the Senos, and Mason and Michelle both coupled up, wrapped together in blankets at the bonfire.
“Is everybody else gone?” I ask.
“Yea, everything is taken care of. Just us left enjoying the bonfire.” Sherry offers the answer and smiles as she witnesses Kristina and I together.
I sit down on the sand and take the blanket from Kristina. I wrap the blanket around my back and pull her down to my lap. We snack on the leftovers and snuggle together with the blanket around us. I pull the blanket over our heads and find her lips with mine, simply brushing my lips against hers and I feel her smile. I whisper to her, “Will you stay with me until I leave Tuesday morning?”
“I’d love to. I might get called in to work tomorrow and I need to go home and get clothes before I have to work Tuesday morning. Okay?”
“I can work with that. Can I have your phone number now?” I still hesitate to ask, but I’m feeling confident.
“Yes. I’ll put it in your phone when we go back in.” I place my hands on her face and bring her lips to mine. I kiss her possessively, open mouthed and claiming. She’s mine.
We sit together at the bonfire as it crackles and pops. It’s starting to die down and we aren’t adding to the fuel, it’s getting late. The embers around the edge are glowing hot orange and the fire is still burning three or four feet high in the center. Sparks fly off into the night sky and the fire has a life of it’s own. The flames are more yellow than orange, but it’s still providing us with warmth on the beach and cutting the chilly breeze. I sit and stare into the flames while I hold Kristina. I’ve never noticed the depth of the flames and how they dance, a sexy seduction as the flames join each other and become one.
Mason and Michelle get up and leave with a wave. He has his arm around her and she’s wearing his cap. Kristina’s starting to get cold and the fire is fading. I pull the blanket around us tight to keep the air out and hold her, snuggling together. This is new for me and I like it. It’s a new comfortable feeling that I’ve never experienced before and I’m happy. Seno gets up and puts his blanket around Sherry’s shoulders. He holds his hand out to her and helps her up awkwardly. She’s noticeably more pregnant every time I see her and that makes me happy that we’ve been winning because I know there’s a very good chance that Seno will start to lose it when Sherry isn’t traveling with him. Since he met her, he hasn’t been the same when she isn’t there with him. I’m hoping it will be different. I’m sure she wants to be with him. Seno smiles and gives me a high five, “Buy extra condoms and snacks. For you, probably cookies and don’t ask Sherry, it’s too much for her right now, unless you want to come over and do all the work. She needs to sit and relax, the kid is strong and keeps kicking, keeping her up at night. Remember to hydrate and be ready on game days.” He walks away holding Sherry’s hand and I realize his grumpiness lately is worry and I understand better than I did before.
“Sweetness, are you ready to go in for the night?” She nods and gets up, somehow managing to stay in the blanket. I wrap her in it and pick her up, carrying her into the house and kissing her. She holds on with her arms around my neck and doesn’t complain. I take her to my bedroom and lay her down on my bed. “Can I get you anything? Snacks? Water? Me?” I chuckle and toss her my phone, so she’ll add her number.
“I’d like all three, please.” I laugh at her response and she makes sure I know she’s serious, coming after me and going on tiptoes to kiss me. I put my hands on her waist and hold her there while we kiss, leaning toward never making it to get snacks.
I take her hand and drag her to my kitchen, “Make yourself at home. Take whatever you want.” She slides her free hand into my sweats and grasps my dick in her hand. She makes eye contact with me and I can see her heat. She takes her hand from mine and reaches up to kiss me while she unties my sweats and pushes them down, releasing my dick and stroking it. She slides down my body and kneels on her knees in front of me, focused on my dick. She pushes me back against the kitchen counter and kisses my tip. I watch her soft full lips take me in her mouth and suck me in as far as she can, licking my length and dragging her soft lips along my dick. Her sweet lips and her hot, wet mouth on me, driving me crazy. I can’t believe she’s doing this. “Sweetness, I don’t expect you to do that. I, uh, fuck me.” She makes me unable to speak and it makes her giggle, adding a vibration to the sucking and licking. All I can think about is getting back inside her. I grab her hand and pull her up to standing, I slide her leggings and panties off at the same time, “Sweetness, you drive me crazy.” I unzip my hoodie and pull hers off over her head, holding her bare skin to my bare skin. I lift her up and hold my arms around her tight, kissing her and she wraps her legs around me. I love that. I let her slide down a bit and bump my dick, “I need inside you, Sweetness.”
“Yes, please.” She gazes into my eyes, searching for
something and biting her lower lip. I smile, happy we’re in the same place and push my hard dick up into her roughly so I get all the way in. She screams out as I shove into her and holds onto me tight, biting at my collarbone.
“Okay, Kristina?”
“Uh, huh. More. Condom?”
“Don’t worry. Under control.”
“I trust you.” I think is what she says next but she wasn’t really talking, it was more trying to remember to breathe as I stroke up into her. I could set up camp when I’m inside her and stay there. She moves her hands to my shoulders and starts to move with me. The heat between us is growing and this is a bad idea.
“Taking you to bed, Sweetness.” I carry her into my room and crawl onto my bed, still in her. I lay her down and stroke into her deep and fast a few times.
“Oh, Chase.”
“I know, Sweetness. Me, too.” She’s so warm and soft, it feels right. I take both of her hands in mine and lock our fingers, while I gaze into her eyes and I don’t know what I’m looking for. I push into her slowly and deliberately, over and over without taking my eyes off of her. She finally locks eyes with me and I feel it throughout my body, she can see straight into my heart and soul. I’m happy to be in her and I want to stay there as long as I can, but mostly I want to make her feel good. I want her to want me. I want her to need me. I want her to want more. Fuck me, I want more. I need to be thinking about a condom, not wanting more. I pull out quickly and put on a condom before I’m lost any further. I go back to where I was, holding both of her hands and moving slowly. I lean into her ear and kiss her all around it, sucking on her lobe with my warm breath at her ear. My body is on high alert. My heart is running the show and this has never happened to me before. “How did you get so far into my heart?” Please don’t break me. She squeezes my hands and then releases them, reaching around my shoulders with her arms and holding me, burying her face in my neck while we move together.
It’s never been like this before. I’m so lost and all I can think about is her. What can I do for her? How can I make her feel good? How long can I have her? How do I make her want me? What do I do to make her stay? Does she want me like I want her? Is it all in my head? Fuck! I’m all in my head! I knew I shouldn’t have gone there. I knew I needed to wait until after the road trip, at the soonest. I shouldn’t have broken the three dates rule, but she was never going to go on a date with me. I don’t understand why, I have no clue. What do I know? I know she wouldn’t date me. I know she wouldn’t give me her phone number. I know she had to kiss me whenever we were in the same place, she couldn’t help herself. I know she gets quiet when she’s nervous or embarrassed. I know she yells and calls me names when she’s mad, even if it doesn’t make sense. I know she came into my house and slept in my bed like goldilocks, and didn’t say anything, just waited to be found. I know she planned to stay the night and go surfing. I know her lips are soft and full, and she tastes sweet like cookies. I know she’ll give everything else up before she gives me up, huh, and ain’t that the kicker? She actually told me that. She tried to protect herself. She didn’t want to want me or be with me at all—she doesn’t have a choice, she has to have me, she needs me. I know one more thing, that’s exactly how I feel. I just didn’t try to deny that I wanted her. She already knew she was risking her heart and wanted to protect it. She’s been in this place before. Shit, she’s been hurt before. I don’t want her to get hurt again. I won’t be that guy. I said I would always protect her and that includes her heart. Right now I need to focus on making her feel good and we can talk later.
The friction and heat between us is building, but I can’t wait. I push into her hard and fast. I’m out of control with need. I sit up and grasp my dick at the base, watching as I slide in and out of her, watching her face while she’s taking me in. I let go of my dick and slam it all the way back into her, waiting to see her expression change. She cries out and starts to turn red. “Did you like that, Sweetness?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want more?”
“Yes.” Fuck me.
“Promise to tell me if I hurt you.”
“Uh huh,” she whimpers. “More, Chase. Please.”
I lift her legs up and hook them both with my elbows. I push into her hard a few times and I can see that she likes it as she starts to writhe around underneath me and arches into me. “That’s it, Sweetness. There’s more coming. I’m going to hold you all night long and keep you safe. I’ll always protect you.” I keep pushing in and pulling out, over and over. I lean over her and take her legs with me, bending her knees back to her ears and push in as deep as I can get. “Kristina, oh you’re so good. You’re my good girl.” I hear her whimper and pull out, watching her reaction. I slide back into her and pound into her hard, with her bent in half, getting as deep as I can on every pass and with every stroke sending myself closer to oblivion. Her breath is ragged and I don’t want to be done yet. I lean in tighter and latch onto her tit, sucking on it and pulling it, not letting it go. I watch her expression change and feel her body tense. I slam into her more and keep at her tit. My orgasm sneaks up on me and I can’t stop, my needs take over as I pound into her to completion uncontrollably and I cry out her name, “What are you doing to me? Oh, Sweetness!” She’s right there with me as I fall over the edge and the intensity of her orgasm pulls mine further. Both of us crying out uncontrollably. “Kristina!”
“Chase! Please don’t stop! Oh, Chase! Chase! Ohhh!”
“I’m not stopping. I’ve got you, Sweetness. I’m here.” I release her legs and wrap my arms around her. I’m not sure if it’s for her or for me, I just know I need to hold her.
Kristina
His arms are wrapped around me tight. He nuzzles into my hair with his lips at my ear and warm breath traveling down my neck. I can’t remember a time when I've been so satisfied or desired. He bites my earlobe tenderly and kisses my neck. His body is hot and resting on me, his heartbeat slows and takes me with him. He whispers, “Stay with me, Sweetness.” There’s no place I’d rather be.
Chapter Twenty-One
Chase
I wake up needing to pee and it’s way too early. I’m not alone and I’m tired, sleepy, confused. I take stock of the situation. I’m entangled with a chick, mostly lying on top of her with my arms around her and my dick is still in her. The weird thing is that I like it and I’m not trying to figure out how to get away without gnawing my own arm off. Also, I’m in my own bed and I never have chicks here. I relax for a minute and remember the night before, finding Kristina in my bed and then doing my best to keep her there all night long. Oh yeah, fuck me. I must’ve fell asleep on top of her that last time. I hear her breathing, sweet and asleep. I don’t want to wake her, but I kind of have to slide out of her and off of her. Not much chance that I don’t wake her up. “Sweetness? I’m not leaving you. Have to take care of business and I’ll be right back here to you. I promise, Kristina, I’ll hold you all night long just like I said I would. You’re my girl.” I’m not getting any response, but I can’t wait. I carefully slide out of her, making sure not to lose the condom and she whimpers. I get up and take care of business. I grab some water and go back to bed. I fix the blankets and cover us both up. I snuggle up next to her and kiss her cheek. I wrap my arms around her and since she’s sleeping, I talk to her quietly, “You’re so beautiful, my Sweetness. I promise to keep your heart safe. I won’t break your heart. I need you. Please don’t break mine.” I look at her and watch her sleep until I drift off to sleep.
Kristina
I’m snuggling up to a warm, hard-bodied man and I'm naked. So is he and he’s hard everywhere. I touch him gently, lightly tracing his features and exploring his toned muscles. I’ve had my night with him. No matter what happens, I will always have the memory of our night together. But, I can’t imagine leaving him. He has control of me, maybe too much. I like it. I want more. My body hums and I want him. He’s sleeping with his arms around me protectively. I think that’s
the sleep magic, he’s protecting me and I trust him to make sure I’m safe. I don’t always want to take care of myself. I can, but it’s different with Chase. He needs to protect me and I want to let him. I snuggle in tighter and run my fingers through his thick blond hair, brushing it out of his face. I kiss his cheek and it leads me to his strong jaw, on my way to his neck and ear. His hands claim me appreciatively, but I don’t think he’s awake yet. I giggle at his ear, “Do you still want me here?” I ask, but I know the answer. He wants me here, even if it’s just for sex. I kiss his neck open-mouthed and rub against him.
Chase
I wake up to warm soft lips on my neck and Kristina’s arms around me. I love it. I’ve never had this before, but I could get used to it quick. I groan happily, “Good morning, Sweetness.” I reach for her and pull her on top of me. She laughs and straddles my abs. I rub her bare thighs and gaze up into her eyes. “You make me happy. I’m glad you stayed with me. I was afraid you’d leave while I was sleeping.”
Her eyes change as she stares at me, “I was worried you’d change your mind and I stayed too long.”
“No, Sweetness. You’re always welcome here and you can stay over with me any night you want. I like you here with me. That’s not going to change.” I don’t have words for what I want her to know. I want her to understand what she means to me, but I don’t understand it. I pull her down to me and press my lips to hers while I hold her between my arms and feel her body against mine. She opens her lips for me and I slide my tongue into her mouth, touching hers. I love the way she feels. She feels like mine.
She looks me straight in the eyes, “I won’t break your heart, you’ll be the one that breaks mine.” My heart hurts hearing her words.
“I’ll never hurt you. Who hurt you? What happened?” I shouldn’t ask, but I kind of want to beat the guy.
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