“Your place or mine?” She bats her eyelashes as she smirks at me seductively.
“Keep looking at me like that and we’re not going to make it farther than the back of my car.”
She leans up on her toes, her lips brushing my ear as she says, “Lead the way.”
Chapter 6
Teagan
Listen, I know I wanted to get railed tonight. Did I expect it to happen with an athlete who calls mema bellein his sexy accent and has biceps that stretch the hem of his shirt?
No, but I’m not mad about it.
Clara and Kaya are more than aware of what’s going to happen, as I gave them a quick thumbs-up when we walked past them. I bet they’re going to eagerly be waiting for the details once we’re done.
Baseball Guy, as I’ve deemed him in my mind, holds my hand tightly in his as he leads me around the back of the building to what looks like a car that’s parked in a spot separate from the rest.
“You have a special parking spot?” I ask.
He turns his head over his shoulder. “Sort of. I know the owner, so he lets me park away from the crowd.”
“Ah. You don’t want to get a scratch on your precious car, huh?” I tease.
He tugs on my hand and maneuvers me so quickly that I barely register that he now has me pressed up against the side of his dark grey audi. I suck in a breath as he cages me in with his hands resting on the top of the car door on either side of my head.
He leans down so that our foreheads are nearly touching and says, “Is getting under my skin a form of foreplay for you?”
I smirk as my hands press against his chest and trail slowly down his abs, and right over his hard cock through his jeans, making my pussy ache at the feel of it. “Maybe. But what I’d really like is you inside me.”
He hisses under his breath, then pulls back slightly. “Wait, before we go any further. How old are you? I didn’t get a chance to ask before because I was so focused on not fucking this up.”
Usually, I’d find men’s shyness off-putting, but with Baseball Guy, I find his ability to be so honest attractive.
“Twenty-four, and you?”
His eyes widen and he takes a step back from me. “Fuck. We can’t do this.”
My heart sinks at the possibility that we may not be going any further than this. “Why? What’s the issue?”
“I’m twelve years older than you.”
Relief washes over me at that. Because I see nothing wrong here. “And?”
“That doesn’t bother you?”
I shrug. “Turns me on, actually.”
Baseball Guy perks up slightly, his eyes boring into mine as he inhales sharply, and I can see how badly he wants me, so I decide to take things up a notch.
I reach behind my back and unzip my leather tube top, letting it fall to the pavement below us.
His lips part, rendering him speechless as he takes in what I just did, his eyes roaming back and forth between my face and my breasts.
While we seem to be safe from onlookers as the parking spot is secluded, I don’t want to take any risks, so I say, “Are you going to touch me or should I go see if someone else knows how to honor their promises?”
He charges forward and covers my naked chest with his as he grips my chin and takes my lips in a searing kiss.
The kiss takes me by surprise because never has anyone kissed me like this before, let alone a stranger. It’s passionate yet not rushed as our lips move together.
