Page 60 of Saving The Shortstop

“We, Haven … we are inevitable.” He peers at me, his eyes burning into mine. “I’m still terrified. All my fears are still there. But it doesn’t matter because I can’t escape you.” He kisses me suddenly and roughly, sliding one hand to my cheek. “And I don’t want to anymore either.”

I want to tell him that I love him. That I’ve loved him since practically day one when he showed up, broken and standoffish. But even when he was pushing me away, I knew one thing …

He trusted me. He has always trusted me.

My mouth is on his, attacking his lips hungrily like it may be our last kiss ever even though I’m not about to let that be the case. My tongue glides against his before his hands rip the towel from my body, leaving me bare.

Reaching down, I unwrap his towel, instantly sending his swollen, hard length free. Lifting me up, my legs slide around his waist, pushing his dick between us straight upward before he sets me onto his bed.

He looks down at me, not saying a word, and yet, the way his eyes drink me in … I feel so beautiful.

His fingers graze between my legs as wetness pools from my body. “Fuck, you’re so wet for me,” he murmurs, dragging a finger over my slit, sinking it deeper.

“Fuck me, Dallas,” I whimper. “Please. Right now. Fuck me with nothing between us.”

I don’t need anything fancy or a bunch of foreplay. I’ve waited so long for this, and right now, all I want is to feel him inside me, making me his own.

Making me perfect for him.

His brows knit together. “N—nothing between us?” He swallows roughly. “No condom?”

“No condom.” Rushes from my lips. “Just us.”

His arm wraps around my body to lift me higher on the bed just before he crawls over me. Taking his hands, he pushes mine down against the mattress as he laces our fingers together. His cock nudges into my heat, creating just enough friction that a low, desperate moan slips from my throat.

I need this. I need this so fucking badly.

I’ve had sex before, but this feels like the first time because of who it’s with.

I want to cry, not from pain but instead utter fulfillment because finally, all seems right in the world.

He’s mine. Dallas Rivers is finally mine.

DALLAS

When I imagined this earlier, I had planned to light candles, maybe get some flower petals to put on my bed. Anything to make her understand how much it meant to me. Then we got out of the shower, and she was so beautiful and bare. She was letting me see her for one hundred percent of who she is, and I knew there would be no big, elaborate planning. Not when neither of us could wait any longer.

I look down at her, not fully believing that this is finally happening. It could have happened so long ago if only I would have let it, but maybe the waiting makes it that much better.

I thrust my hips, pushing my dick deeper inside her, and a tiny whimper squeaks from her parted lips as a sheer layer of sweat gathers on her forehead. Her fingers pull from mine, reaching for my back as she digs her fingernails into my skin.

“You’re so tight. So fucking perfect,” I whisper, thrusting again, feeding her pussy inch by inch as she squeezes around me.

“Your dick …” she chokes out. “Feels so fucking good inside me.”

I groan, eating up her filthy fucking mouth. “That’s because it’s all yours, baby. Every inch belongs to you now.” I push myself deeper, my cock fully buried inside her now. “And you’re taking it all.”

I bury my face into her neck, fucking her harder and faster now that her pussy is stretched to accommodate me. Her nails dig deeper into my flesh, and I bite gently onto her neck.

Her pussy is soaked, making me slide easier with each thrust. My balls slap against her, sending a wave of pleasure through them and making me bite her neck even harder.

She glides her hands lower, down to my ass before she pushes against it, forcing me all the way into her pussy just before her legs fall even further apart.

“Fuck … D,” she practically screams. “Don’t … fucking … stop. I’m—I’m so⁠—”

She’s not just telling me she’s close; I can feel it as her pussy begins to pulsate too. Pulling my head up, I look down at her as my balls draw up so fucking tightly that it sends a shiver down my spine.

“Can I come inside you,” I barely choke out, focusing on not coming until she’s answered. “Fill you right up with my cum?”