“I can’t imagine how hard this is for you.” She scooted closer to me so our legs touched and her floral scent overwhelmed me. “It scared me at first. I’ve never seen a hard drug, heck, any drug, in my entire life. But…I decided it’s bullshit.”
I blinked. “What?”
“It’s bullshit. You clearly care about your career. That is very true. Look at how you treat your body.” Her eyes went all wide as she scanned my chest and legs. “Plus, the biggest indicator that this isn’t true is how your friends treated me at that dinner.”
I shook my head, aghast at her blatant choice to not believe the news articles. Hope was a dangerous thing and she was dangling it in front of me like a fucking treat. I wanted to snatch it, and her, and keep it. “How so?”
She gave me a shy smile and the pressure in my chest got heavier. “They were so protective of you. They’re your people. Why else would they try to scare me off if they didn’t care and believe in you?”
“Blue Bell,” I said, pulling her onto my lap and wrapping my arms around her so her face was positioned against my neck. I gripped her hair and squeezed. “I don’t think you understand how much this means to me. What you just fucking said…some teammates don’t believe it.”
“I’m sorry on your behalf,” she said, her lips touching my neck with her movement. “And I hope you can forgive me for not telling you this sooner. It took me a bit to make up my mind. I won’t lie about it.”
I shifted our position so she straddled me in her cute jean shorts and yellow tank top. Her hair hung over her shoulders and I wanted nothing more than to kiss those pouty lips. “You believing me is the sexiest thing in the entire world.”
She blushed and played with the ends of her hair. “You won’t lie to me, right?”
“Swear.”
“Why would someone want to ruin your career, Brigham?”
“That’s one thought that keeps me up at night.” I set my hands on her hips. “Want to know the other?”
“Maybe?” she whispered as I brought my hands up her sides.
“Your mouth.”
She stared at my lips and all my blood went south. All of it. “I’ve been thinking about yours, too.”
“Kiss me, Blue Bell.”
She sucked in a breath at my demand but didn’t back away. She brought her tiny hands to my face, running her fingers through my scruff, and slowly leaned closer. It was sexy to see her take charge. It took all of my strength to not yank her close to me, but I managed.
Hell, it was worth it.
She pressed her mouth against mine and let out the sexiest moan. She tasted like chocolate and sweetness I didn’t deserve, but it wasn’t enough. This fucking mouth was better than the last kiss and I wanted to taste all of her.
“Christ, Sarah,” I groaned, rocking my hips against her. She slid her tongue inside without finesse, but that made it better. I sucked her tongue hard, and she bucked against my growing erection.
She started grinding against me and kissing with a rushed sloppiness that almost made me lose control. I cupped the back of her neck and broke us apart, loving the sight of her swollen mouth and heaving chest. “Why’d you stop?” she asked, frown lines appearing across her forehead.
“I need to go your pace, Blue Bell, and the way you were grinding against my dick made that real hard.”
Her eyes widened and she rocked against it again, making me groan. “Oh.”
I laughed. “Oh? That’s what you have to say after teasing me?”
“I made you hard.”
If I wasn’t so fucking horny, I’d enjoy how proud she looked. “Yeah. It’s painful, thanks for asking.”
She giggled, but a thoughtful look went over her face. “We don’t have to stop. I…I like doing this with you.”
She’s gonna kill me. I know it.
“Don’t get me wrong. I fucking love doing this with you.” I went to pick her up to move her, but she tightened her thighs around me. “Sarah…”
“I’d like to revisit second base again.” She took a deep breath and started pulling at the end of her shirt. “It’s been a couple years—”
