Fast Pitch

by Graysen Morgen

  Bailey brought one of Graham's hands to her mouth slowly running her tongue over each finger before biting her thumb and sucking the tip. Graham's hips moved involuntarily against Bailey. She grinned and repeated the gesture with Graham's other hand before lying back down on top of her. Graham ran her hands over Bailey's bare back, over the shorts that covered her tight little ass, to the top of her thighs. She was surprised when she moved her hands under the shorts to squeeze Bailey's cheeks and discovered there was nothing under the shorts.

  "Touch me," Bailey whispered.

  She reached between Bailey's legs coating her fingers with wetness. Bailey kissed Graham's lips while moving herself back and forth over the fingers touching her.

  Graham suddenly rolled Bailey onto her back and peeled the wet shorts off of her, tossing them on the floor. She wiggled out of her own shorts tossing them in the same direction. She pushed Bailey's thighs apart and bent her head tasting the glistening folds as she licked up and down softly applying more and more pressure with each pass of her tongue. Graham felt a tug on her hair from Bailey's hand as Bailey's hips rose to meet her stroke for stroke.

  Graham kept her eyes on Bailey watching her moan and writhe under her touch. Bailey ran her free hand over her own chest squeezing her breasts one at a time back and forth. Graham pulled her mouth away causing Bailey to gasp. She smiled and slid her body along Bailey's placing wet kisses over her stomach and breasts before reaching her mouth. Bailey licked Graham's lips loving the way she tasted on her.

  Graham moved her hand down between Bailey's legs, sliding through the wetness. She slipped two fingers easily inside of her. Bailey groaned, opening her legs wider so Graham could go deeper. Her hips moved to meet each thrust of Graham's fingers as Graham kissed her hard sucking and biting her bottom lip gently.

  "Oh god, you feel so good...," Bailey panted wrapping her arms and legs around Graham. She ran her short nails down Graham's back rocking her body back and forth under her as Graham pushed her fingers harder and deeper into her.

  Bailey stopped moving and pushed Graham onto her back careful not to let the fingers slip out of her as she straddled Graham once again. Graham sat up wrapping one arm around Bailey's waist as she moved back and forth on the fingers buried deep inside her. Graham kissed her mouth and traced her tongue over her neck to the soft spot behind her ear and back again.

  Bailey rode harder and harder until she groaned wildly like an animal. Pulling Graham's fingers out of her, she pushed her back and rubbed herself on Graham's stomach coating her with hot wetness.

  When her body began to relax she adjusted her position and lay on Graham kissing her tenderly before sliding down between her legs taking her into her mouth licking and sucking. Graham's hips rose to meet her. She was taken off guard and it felt so good. She placed her hand on the back of Bailey's head holding her mouth where she wanted. She was so close she nearly came just from touching Bailey.

  Bailey pulled away teasingly as Graham's hips started to buck under her. Graham gasped moving her hips up trying to reach the mouth she so desperately wanted on her, but Bailey shook her head no. Instead, she pushed two fingers deep inside Graham causing her to moan loudly. Then, she pulled them all the way out only to start all over again. After the third time she bent her head licking and sucking Graham as she settle into a deep stroking rhythm matching her fingers to her mouth.

  "You're going to kill me," Graham wheezed grasping at the bed sheets with one hand while holding Bailey's head with the other. Her entire body was writhing under Bailey.

  Bailey grinned with her mouth still on Graham and her fingers buried inside of her pushing deeper with each thrust of her hips. She pulled her mouth away and slid up Graham's body when she felt her tighten against her fingers. Their mouths connected for a searing kiss. Tasting herself on Bailey's tongue was enough to push Graham over the edge. She cried out rocking her hips wildly against Bailey's hand until there was nothing left.

  Graham was breathless. Her body felt like a limp noodle soaring through the sky. Reality began to sink in as Bailey's warm body curled up against her side. Graham rolled on her side wrapping her arms around Bailey kissing her tenderly. She wasn't exactly sure what this meant but it was too good not to see where it would go, at least for now anyway.

  "I guess you did have a lot to say," Graham teased.

  Bailey smiled. "Who said I was done talking," she said pushing Graham onto her back.

  Chapter 11

  The next morning Graham was sitting at breakfast scrolling the news on her phone when Dashtin sat down at her table.

  "Good morning," Graham said.

  Dashtin raised an eyebrow. "What's up?"

  "What do you mean?"

  "Good morning? Really? I've lived with you going on four years and I don't think you've ever said 'good morning' once."

  "Well, we usually don't see each other for breakfast because unlike you I schedule my classes early. I'm usually gone before you even get up." Graham took a bite of her toast. "Besides, after yesterday I'm trying to have a fresh start for today."

  "Uh huh," Dashtin said snatching the last piece of toast from her plate.

  "The blueberry pancakes are pretty good," Graham said.

  "Pancakes, fruit, toast," Dashtin said peered into the cup on the table. "And coffee? Did you skip dinner last night?"

  "No. You sat right next to me. We did eat before the game though and I was starving afterwards but too pissed off to eat. I guess it caught up to me this morning."

  Bailey walked into the dining area with Claudia and sat at Katie and Vanessa's table. Graham thought back to her conversation that morning with Bailey asking her not to say anything about their night together despite Bailey wanting to rub it in Dashtin's face.

  "How did you sleep?" Dashtin asked.

  "Actually, pretty good. Apparently, Bailey doesn't snore. How was your night?"

  "Boring. Whitney wouldn't shut up about the game until almost midnight. I forgot how much she talks. If I remember correctly she even talks during sex," Dashtin said reaching for Graham's coffee.

  "You know better than to drink that," Graham said but it was too late Dashtin took a long sip and practically spit it all over the table causing most of the people in the room to look their way.

  "Yuck!" she spat.

  "You know I like sugar in my coffee you dipshit. Go get your own cup," Graham chided.

  "That's disgusting. I don't know how you drink it with all of that sugar." Dashtin got up and walked over to the breakfast bar. She returned with a fresh cup of sugar-free coffee and a small plate of pancakes.

  "So how do you remember Whitney talks during sex if you only slept with her once almost four years ago?" Graham asked.

  "Because none of you will let me forget it," Dashtin said with her mouth full of pancakes.

  "Let you forget what?" Whitney said sitting in the empty chair at their table. She had a plate of fruit with a bagel.

  "Nothing," Dashtin said.

  "How was your night?" Graham asked.

  "Fine. Dash was the perfect gentleman or gentlewoman. I'm not sure exactly how that goes," Whitney said.

  Dashtin rolled her eyes and Graham laughed.

  "Good morning, ladies. I hope everyone slept well and ate a good breakfast. The bus leaves in twenty minutes for our practice session," Coach Walker announced.

  "I'm not looking forward to this," Dashtin said.

  "Who is?" Graham said getting up from the table.

  ~

  Practice was grueling. Coach Walker and Helena hit pop-ups and ground balls for the team to practice catching and fielding while Coach Parker had Bailey pitching and Graham catching. After a half hour Coach Parker sat Bailey and had the back-up pitcher, a junior named Sarah Wheat, warm-up and practice. She was a good pitcher and worked well in the second spot with two other pitchers behind her. Coach Parker had yet to pull Bailey from a game or even sit her out in a game and so far the strategy was working for her. Bailey was use to the
back to back games since she was the only pitcher on her high school team.

  "Let's wrap it up, ladies. We need to save our energy for the game this afternoon," Coach Walker said.

  Everyone gathered their gear and headed for the bus. Graham shoved her catching gear into the compartment on the bottom of the bus and boarded along with the rest of her teammates. Whitney noticed her yawning as she walked down the aisle.

  "I thought you said you slept good?" Whitney said as Graham sat down next to her.

  "I did. I'm just worn out and I have a lot on my mind with my senior thesis," Graham said.

  Dashtin pulled a bag of M&M's from the pocket of the seat in front of her. She offered some to Graham.

  "I swear you hide things like a dog," Graham said.

  Dashtin laughed. "I don't see you complaining as you share my snack."

  "Nope, not at all," Graham said reaching for another handful of candy pieces.

  ~

  When the bus arrived back at the hotel Whitney announced her and Dashtin's room as the hangout for the next few hours until they had lunch and then left for their afternoon game. They had a couple sets of cards and were planning to watch a movie.

  "I might see you guys in a little bit," Graham said in the elevator. "I'm going to take a nap and then do some research."

  "There's a nerd in every group," Whitney said.

  Graham grinned sarcastically and walked to her room when the doors opened for their floor. She quickly stripped and stepped into the shower. The hot water soothed her aching muscles. It had been a while since she spent the night with a woman and her body was sore in places she forgot she had. She wasn't a one-night-stand kind of person and rarely dated since she broke things off with her cheating ex-girlfriend in the summer before her junior year.

  She finished washing her hair and had just covered herself with soap when the shower curtain moved. Graham watched Bailey's naked body as she stepped inside pulling the curtain closed.

  "Shouldn't you be with the rest of the group?" Graham said rinsing the soap from her body.

  Bailey moved closer running her hand up Graham's torso stopping between her breasts. "I don't play poker and I've seen A League of Their Own a thousand and one times. I actually went to Claudia's room. She was showing me pictures on her computer of her nephew that was born yesterday. She's so mad she couldn't be there. She planned to go home next week for a few days but her sister went into labor early. Besides, I have better things to do," she said running her hand back down Graham's body.

  Graham stopped the wondering hand just before it grazed her between the legs. "You're playing with fire," she said.

  "Good, I like it hot," Bailey said.

  Graham grabbed her other hand pushing both hands behind Bailey's back she stepped up against her. "You might get burned," Graham said bending and kissing her hard. She turned Bailey into the hot water and released her.

  "Where are you going?" Bailey whimpered.

  Graham smiled. "I'm squeaky clean. It's all yours," she said stepping out of the shower leaving Bailey stunned.

  A few minutes later Bailey finished showering and walked into the room to find Graham asleep on her bed. She dropped her towel and climbed on top of her.

  "You're all wet!" Graham shrieked squirming under the wet body covering hers.

  "In more ways than one," Bailey said biting her lower lip teasingly before kissing her and pulling back. "I can't believe you left me the shower."

  "You were in need of a shower," Graham said pushing Bailey up as she wriggled down the bed under her.

  "Oh really?"

  "I think you're in need of something else now," Graham said pushing Bailey's hips over mouth licking her softly.

  "God yes," Bailey bit her bottom lip and settled lower opening herself further. She grabbed the headboard for support as she moved her hips back and forth over Graham's mouth meeting her tongue stroke for stroke.

  Graham licked long strokes then short circles sucking Bailey into her mouth over and over while her hands roamed Bailey's lithe body from her thighs to her breasts. Bailey moaned and bit her own knuckles to keep from screaming as the waves of pleasure washed over her. She rode Graham's mouth until she could no longer hold on. Her muscles felt like jelly as she backed away collapsing next to Graham.

  Graham leaned over kissing her deeply. A loud knock on the door scared them both back to reality. Bailey stumbled towards the bathroom on shaky legs while Graham dove for the sink to rinse her face and mouth.

  Whoever was at the door knocked again and Graham walked over to the door pulling it open.

  "It's about time," Dashtin and Whitney said.

  "I was asleep and I think Bailey's in the shower," Graham said.

  "We go to dinner in half an hour," Dashtin said.

  "Is the party over already?" Bailey asked emerging from the shower in a team t-shirt and warm-up pants. Her hair was much curlier than normal because she didn't blow-dry it in her haste to jump in bed with Graham so it started to air-dry.

  "I was beginning to think the party was in here," Whitney said.

  "Nope, no party. Just me and sleepy head over there," Bailey said. "Did I hear you say lunch is soon?"

  "Yeah," Dashtin looked around the room. Bailey's bed was completely made and Graham's was a mess with the comforter and one of the pillows on the floor.

  "Great, I'm starving," Bailey said putting her socks and sneakers on. "Are you coming?" she said with a sheepish grin.

  Graham ignored the question, grabbing a pair of pants from her bag she walked into the bathroom and changed. The room was empty when she walked out. She shook her head at the image of herself in the mirror and put her shoes on.

  Chapter 12

  The Pioneers showed up ready to play and took the lead three to two in the first inning. The second and third innings were scoreless for both teams, but the fourth and fifth innings were crazy. Both teams were getting hits and Whitney was even hit by a pitch, but it was still scoreless.

  In the bottom of the sixth the other team was up and the first batter was walked. The second batter came up showing bunt on every pitch. Graham kept watching the girl on first base move further and further from the bag so she gave the signal for a low ball in the dirt. Bailey pitched it perfectly and sure enough the girl ran. Bailey dove to the ground as Graham launched the ball to second. Dashtin ran to cover second since the second base player was further back. She caught the ball barely tagging the runner out as she slid past her.

  On the next pitch the batter finally connected with the ball bunting it down but the ball popped right up in the air. Graham caught it and rocketed it down to Whitney at first in time to get her out. With two outs the top of the other team's batting order was up and the next batter hit the very first pitch over the fence that was thrown to her.

  Graham threw her mask back and ran out to the mound.

  "Damn it. I let that ball go way too early," Bailey said.

  "Don't let it get to you." Graham patted Bailey on the shoulder. "She's good. She saw the ball wasn't curving and went for it, but we're better."

  Graham ran back to the plate and called the next pitch. The batter swung hitting the ball foul. She did the same thing on the next pitch allowing Bailey to get ahead zero and two in the count. Graham purposely called a ball hoping the girl would swing again, but she didn't. The girl stepped in on the next pitch and nailed it. The ball landed between the center field and right field players. The right fielder grabbed the ball throwing it in as hard as she could as the runner rounded second base on her way to third. Dashtin caught the incoming ball as the girl headed home and threw as hard as she could. Graham caught the ball and held her ground as the girl crashed into her. They landed in a heap near the plate with orange dust flying all around.

  The umpire jumped to the side and shouted. "Out!"

  That was the third out ending the inning. The team raced in high-fiving Graham as she removed her catching gear shaking some of the dirt out of her light blue
uniform.

  "That was a hell of a play," Whitney said.

  "I thought for sure she was going to slide around you. I can't believe she went head-on like that," Bailey said. "Are you sure you're okay?"

  Graham smiled. "I'm fine. That's what all that padding is for."

  In the top of the seventh Whitney stepped up to the plate hitting a ground ball on the second pitch. She was thrown out at first. Graham went up behind her. She watched Coach Walker's calls, but wasn't sure what the hell she was calling so she watched the ball and swung when she saw a good pitch. The bat cracked the ball sending it between second base and right field. She knew it was going to be caught but she ran as fast as she could anyway as the shortstop and right-fielder collided trying to get the ball.

  Helena slapped her ass yelling, "Go!"

  Graham was caught off guard and ran to second sliding to the base just before the girl caught the ball to tag her out.

  Dashtin stepped out of the batter's box swinging the bat a few times before stepping back in. She swung at the first pitch hitting it foul. She checked her swing on the next pitch that was called a strike. She stepped forward in the box and smacked the bat against the next ball sending it soaring to the left field fence. Graham ran around third and crossed home plate. Dashtin dove for third base as the third base player caught the ball. Dashtin was called out and Coach Walker stormed up to the umpire.

  "Are you kidding me with this? You need your eyes checked she was on that bag way before that girl caught the ball and you damn well know it! This is bullshit," Coach Walker was in his face yelling. Coach Parker pulled her back to the dugout before she got ejected from the game.

  The team was still up by one with Katie up next to bat and Bailey behind her. Katie hit the first pitch straight to the second base player in a line drive for an out that nearly took the pitcher's head off.