Page 102 of Pinch Hitter


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“Get upstairs.Mybed this time.”

I grabbed her hand and pulled her behind me as we climbed the stairs, taking two at a time until we got to the hallway. I gave my doorknob a slow turn so it wouldn’t creak and yanked Stella inside once it was open, locking the door the minute it shut behind us.

“I need that mouth,” I said before grabbing the back of her head and crushing my lips to hers. I swallowed her whimpers as we pulled at each other’s clothes, almost ripping Stella’s T-shirt in half as I dragged it over her head.

“Now where was I this morning…” I said, dropping to my knees, “before I got interrupted.” I hooked my thumb into the waistband of her yoga pants and dragged them down her legs, setting her hands on my shoulders as she stepped out of them one leg at a time.

“Lie back,” I growled, backing her up to the edge of the mattress until she fell back. She propped herself up on her elbows, holding my gaze while I slid her panties down her legs, lifting her feet off the floor to slipthem off.

“Can I taste you, sweetheart?” I hooked her quivering leg over my shoulder.

“God yes,” she said, spreading her legs wide while I kissed up the inside of her thigh. She was wet and swollen and perfect, and once I tasted her, I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop.

“So damn pretty,” I rasped before giving her pussy one long, greedy lick, still holding her gaze.

“Look at you shaking already. You want my mouth, Stell?”

“Yes, please. Lee, ah, right there…”

Her legs flailed while I devoured her, sucking her clit into my mouth as I slid two fingers inside, twisting and inching them out as my tongue explored every inch of her.

“Please, please don’t stop.” She grabbed the back of my head, bucking her hips against my face.

“You want to ride my face, baby?” I asked, licking my soaked lips. “Such a greedy girl.”

I dove back in, high on the sweetness drenching my tongue and the sexy grunts she made while trying to keep quiet. Her legs tightened, squeezing my cheeks as she fluttered in my mouth.

“That’s it. What a good girl.”

She dug her heels into my back, letting out a garbled moan as she rode out her release, coming on my face and dribbling down my chin.

“Now, I’m dizzy,” she said, falling back on my bed as her chest heaved.

I laughed, climbing over her.

“Then we’d better stay here for the rest of the night, just to be safe.”

She smiled, her eyes hooded as a blush crept down her cheeks and chest.

“Can breakfast count as taking me out and showing me off? We did have people over.”

I chuckled, inching higher on the bed and pulling her up with me.

“It can.” I smoothed the hair off her damp forehead, settling between her legs. “I didn’t want to rush you, and especially after this morning?—”

She pressed a finger to my lips.

“Stop worrying about me. I am right where I’ve alw—right where I want to be. Don’t worry about my family, my head, or any jerk from my past. This is all that matters.” She clutched my face. “Us. Here.” Her face fell as her gaze broke from mine. “Unless you don’t want to?—”

I cut her off with a kiss, still worried about what I didn’t know, but the primal need to be inside her quieted everything else not in this room and not Stella.

I reached over to my nightstand, rooting around until I found the pack of condoms in the back of the drawer.

Her face fell as her eyes flicked from mine to the foil packets in my hand.

“I didn’t…have anyone here. A few times on the road, but they didn’t mean?—”

“I don’t need to know,” she said, shaking her head as she took the condom out of my hand. She ripped it open and held my gaze as she slid it on, my cock pulsing against her hand and matching the rhythm of the pure need coursing through my veins.