Leaning in closer, I admit, “Because, I’ve never felt before the way I feel when I am with you.” Her breath hitches. “I know you feel it too, even though you try hard to deny it.”
She tries to protest but my lips quickly capture hers. Just like before, the world around us is lost as we stand on the sidewalk, in the middle of bustling Main Street, and I savor each languid, sensual stroke of her tongue.
She starts to back away, but I grab the back of her neck and kiss her one final time. When I release her, she looks up at me with a shy grin.
“Do you kiss every girl you meet on the streets?” She teases.
“No,” I grin. “Only the ones I’ve been waiting my whole life for.” Clutching her hand tightly in mine, I ask. “What are you doing downtown?”
“Just finished working. Needed to walk and get out for a while.”
“Are you busy the rest of the day?” I ask. She shakes her head no. “Good, then, you’re coming with me.”
Tugging her after me, she giggles, “Do you ever actually ask the girls you are with if they want to do what you tell them, or are you always this forceful.”
I spin around and smile. “I just found you again after you stood me up the last four days waiting for you to call.” She goes to speak, but I cut her off with a quick kiss on the lips. “I just got you back, Rochelle. I’m not about to let you out of my sight just yet,” Pulling her closer, I steal a heated glance over her shoulder. “You can bet your fine ass on that.”
“What are you doing,” she giggles trying to pull away as my hands roam around her sides and deathly clutch the backside in question.
“Admiring what I plan to make mine.” I pull back and cup her chin in my palm. “And while we are at it, I’ll need you to only wear those sinful shorts again when I’m around to protect you.”
“Protect me?” She questions, stunned, not catching my meaning.
“Angel,” I whisper. “Every man around us is staring. I can assure you he has only one thing on his mind when he sees you looking like this.”
Someone walks past and bumps into us, forcing her against my chest. Through my thin gym shorts, she feels just how much I mean every word I’ve said.
“Get the picture?” I groan.
“I get the picture.” She responds breathlessly.
“Good!”
Kissing the tip of her nose, I put some distance between us before I take her up against the nearest wall. Grabbing her hand, I begin to walk towards my truck, having ditched the bike for the day due to the abnormally warmer weather in SoCal.
“Ever watch a game at twilight from box seats?”
“No, never.”
“Well Angel,” I smile. “The only thing that is finer than that, is you.” Pausing, I swing her around in my arms and pull her in tightly. “Looks like I’m the luckiest man alive because I get to have my cake,” I wink, before quickly making a move for her neck. “And eat it too.”
Chapter Seven
Rochelle
“And this,” Hunter says holding out his arms as we walk into a room overlooking third base. “Is the best seat in the house.”
Dressed in his uniform, my mouth waters as I take him in. His black pinstripe baseball pants hug him perfectly, and I can’t help my stare which stays a little too long south of his waist. My thighs clench remembering the sensation of his impressive length pressed against my lower stomach earlier. My eyes rise and slowly meet his. I hungrily drink in his broad chest and shoulders in his black jersey. His hat pulled low, mischief lurks in his eyes as he comes a few steps towards me. His black socks pulled up to his knees are all I see as my gaze drops to his feet.
“They’ll kick you out of heaven for having thoughts like that, Angel.” He whispers, causing me to look up and meet his stare. “But, damn what a way to fall.”
His mouth captures mine and he greedily pushes me up against the wall. His hands find my hips and he strongly pulls me tight against his frame. As if my body knows just what to do, my right leg rises and wraps around his thigh pulling him closer.
I’ve never been so bold. Never ventured sexually as far as I am letting myself go with Hunter before. But my body craves his touch. My soul only feels complete with his pressed up against me. I let myself go nowhere I’ve ever ventured before, and don’t think about my worries or anxieties as I fist his jersey in my hands and take his kiss like a fiend.
His lips break from mine. He groans my name. His mouth finds my neck and he begins to kiss, nip, suck on my flesh in a way that has my lower belly feeling like I’ve ridden a roller coaster too many times. Wetness quickly pools between my thighs. My eyes widen from the addictive sensation.
“Fuck, I want you so bad it hurts,” Hunter hisses out as if in pain. His lips take my ear in between his teeth. The stinging nip of his bite mixed with the sensation of his erection grinding against my pelvis makes me grow dizzy.
