The Dugout(80)

“What?” My brow forms a V. I’m shocked she would say that. “A break, from you? No.” Her eyes snap to mine, relief clear. “Milly, I’m asking if you want to do long-distance with me, if you think you can handle it? Shit, I’m not strong enough to go on a break from you. I wouldn’t be able to stay away. I want you in my life, for the long haul. I just want to make sure that’s what you want.”

And just like that, her dimples reappear, and her hand falls to the nape of my neck. “Of course, that’s what I want, Carson. I understand your life is about to get really crazy. I saw Cory go through it, and I believe I’m more prepared than any other girlfriend in my same situation to handle your insane schedule and the lonely nights. I just wanted to make sure you still wanted me.”

Jesus Christ, this woman.

“Milly, I don’t think I’ll ever stop wanting you.”

“Really?”

I nod. “Yeah. You give me strength and push me to be not just a better ballplayer, but a better person. It’s going to be challenging, but I wouldn’t want to go through it with anyone else but you.”

She brings my mouth down to hers and flips my world upside down when she pours her passion in to our kiss.

There’s no question where her head’s at when she spreads her legs wide and moves her hand down to my ass, encouraging me to move against her. I glide my erection along her center, the fabric between us driving me crazy as with each pass I grind harder and harder, her cries of passion lighting me up inside.

“Shit, Mills. Do you want this? Do you want me?”

“All of you,” she answers. Thank fuck. Thank you, Jesus. I want this girl so much. And she wants all of me. That’s what she’s going to get, because there’s nothing more I want right now.

Pushing me up, she glances at my crotch. Without skipping a beat, she reaches forward and starts massaging my cock while I sit on my knees, letting this gorgeous woman get her fill of me.

“Milly. Clothes. Off,” I say between clenched teeth.

Taking my demand the wrong way, she tugs on my boxer briefs and forces me to take them off before pushing me back on my ass and positioning herself between my legs. She grips my cock in one hand and presses her other hand against my thigh right before lowering her mouth to the tip.

It’s not the first time she’s swirled her tongue along the head, or the first time she’s taken me all the way in her mouth, or the first time she’s made me black out from how hard she’s made me come with her mouth, but tonight, it’s going to be different.

I let her suck me for about two seconds before I’m pulling away and attacking her body with my hands, undoing her bra and ripping off her thong. I flip her on her stomach and make her spread her legs wide. I take her arms and stretch them above her head.

“Wh-what are you doing?” she asks, sounding nervous.

I soothe my hand over her back and say, “Taking full advantage of your body.” Before she can ask more questions, I bring my lips to her skin and start working them across her shoulders and down her back. In a matter of seconds, her flesh erupts with goose bumps and I can only imagine how wet she’s getting.

My girl gets turned on quickly, and it’s sexy as fuck. It doesn’t take much to get her ready, to make her soaking wet and primed for me.

I want to see how hot I can make her, so I bring my hand to her thighs and drag my fingers up to her ass, repeating the motion over and over again while my mouth continues to press kisses across her back.

With each pass of my fingers, I bring them higher and higher, closer to her middle, until I’m caressing her ass. The first pass over her crack makes her grip the sheets and a sweet, light moan fall from her lips. The second pass causes her to moan out my name.

The third pass . . . her legs spread wider.

“That’s sexy as shit, Milly.”

“You’re going to destroy me, aren’t you? You’re going to make me wait forever.”

“I’m just seeing how wet I can make you.”

“No need to wait,” she says, her voice strained as I come close to her pussy with my fingers. “I’m already desperate for you.”

“Yeah?” I lower my fingers until I test her arousal.

She’s right, she’s so goddamn wet.

Without even asking, she lifts her pelvis up and balances on her knees, opening up to me. “Please,” she begs. “I’m throbbing so hard. I need release.”

How can I deny my girl what she wants?

I release my lips from her back and position myself right behind her. I raise her hips even higher, spread her lips, and then press my tongue against her clit.

“Oh God,” she shouts, her hands falling to the pillow that she brings to her head to muffle her cries.

I swipe again and her hips buck. “Carson, oh Jesus, wh-what are you doing?”

“Eating you out, what does it feel like?” I bring my mouth back to her clit and suck on it. She screams into the pillow and my erection surges against my stomach.

I have to make this really fucking quick. I’m not going to last long.

In intermittent strokes and sucks, I play with her clit, using my mouth as a lethal weapon until she’s crying out so loud that her voice starts to echo against her now bare walls.

“Please, oh God, I’m going to come,” she announces right before a wave of arousal hits her and she’s moving her pelvis against my tongue, working out her own orgasm. It’s raw and hot and nothing I’ve ever experienced. She cries into her pillow and collapses in a heap of post-orgasm bliss.