Rookie Mistake: A Sports Romance Novel (The Beasts of Baseball Book 1)

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Authors: Alice Ward
Tags: Baseball, Sports Romance, steamy sex, Temptation, hot guys, highschool sweethearts, big city new york
her sex spread like a butterfly in flight. My finger traced her inner thigh. She squirmed and moaned. Damn, I missed this!
    “What do you want?” I whispered as my finger slid between her pussy lips. She was wet and slippery inside, and my finger dipped in just to feel that tight grip and the warmth that radiated from between her legs.
    “I want you,” she moaned, her body squirming harder and lifting towards my hand.
    Those eyes were killers, filled with love and desire and an innocence that turned me on. She always blushed when I tried to get her to talk dirty to me. Damn, I loved that!
    “What do you want me to do?” I asked softly.
    She groaned and pushed her pussy harder onto my fingers, impaling herself on my hand. She was warm, tight, and so very wet. “I want you to fuck me,” she whispered. My cock twitched hard at her words, and I withdrew my fingers from inside of her, leaving her open and ready. Pushing her thighs wide, I settled between them, gripping my cock until I was nudging her entrance.
    Home.
    This was home, I realized. She was my home.
    She cried out as I plunged deep inside of her.
    The warmth of her body consumed me, the contractions of her pussy walls teased me and the sweet sounds of her moans made me want to come right then.
    No, think of anything else, Calvin. Baseball, Aunt Edna, dill pickles. Ugh, I hate those!
    Her hips rocked against me, her back arching and her breasts pushing upwards as I thrust deep into her, over and over. Lifting myself up, I sat back on my heels, watching our bodies connect. Lifting her feet to my shoulders, I changed the angle until she cried out, her body quivering, her pussy walls contracting and relaxing through an orgasm.
    I gripped her breast, squeezed gently and then focused on the erect nipple that when touched ever so softly made her squirm before taking the pink tip into my mouth.
    “I’ve missed you, baby,” I gasped against her flesh, kissing up her neck until our mouths met again. My balls tightened, and the blood rushed from my head. Her pussy contracted against me in an opposing rhythm that drove me over the edge. I moved faster, harder, pushing us both toward pleasure’s cliff.
    She came again, and I growled, letting myself follow. “I love you,” I said against her lips.
    Her big green eyes stared into mine; I knew what she was thinking. The pain was back in her eyes, and I knew she was flashing back to the image of me, a drunk dumbass with that blonde on my lap. I hated to see the pain in her eyes, but there it was, slapping me in the face.
    Dumbass, dumbass, dumbass!
    “I love you too,” she whispered.
    I rolled us until we were facing each other, our legs tangled together, our bodies still connected, her breasts pressed against my chest. I wound my hand in her dark hair, pulling her towards me as I leaned into her. Our lips connected, our tongues intertwined, but the passion that was so strong earlier was now suddenly absent.
    “We need to talk about last night.”
    Again?
    There it was, the thing I’d been dreading and hoping we’d moved past. I mentally cursed, and my cock shriveled up and worked its way out of her body without any resistance. I rolled to my back, let out a long sigh and struggled for what I could possibly say to make things better.
    There was nothing. I already told her what happened and that I was sorry… wasn’t that enough?
    Her finger traced the outline of my belly button. It tickled and made me flinch. “Calvin, we really need to talk,” she said softly.
    Fuck. Damn. Shit.
    No, I didn’t think that was necessary at all. What was there to talk about, really? Hadn’t we already said what needed to be said less than a half hour ago? Had she forgotten already? Was I going to have to grovel for days?
    I rolled to my side, leaned in, and kissed her softly on the nose. “Baby, I know I fucked up,” I admitted. “It won’t happen again, I promise.”
    I rolled toward the edge of the mattress and sat up with

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