He takes a deep breath. “Thank you for telling me. We were both hurting and I know you were confused. Shit, Ava was naked in our room. I don’t like it. I hate the thought of another man touching you, kissing you, wanting you,” his anger showing.
“None of it matters. We’re here together now and we’ll always be together. I didn’t want him. I only want you. Believe me, trust me. I thought we were over.”
Rick pulls me close, his voice low and shaky, “I know, my queen. I was afraid we were over, too. I didn’t know what to do without you. I couldn’t find you. I needed to know you were safe. I was worried about you being on the road trip alone and I didn’t know where you were. I wanted to leave the team to go search for you. A part of me was missing. I couldn’t sleep. All I could do was think about you. I hate how this guy was persistent and he’s still trying. Where is he? Give me his number.”
“I’ve already handled it. I have no idea where he is and I’ve already blocked him. I’m sure that’s the end of it. I’m sorry. He’s nothing.”
Rick grins, trying hard to get over it quick, “Now, where were we…”
Text from Sam - You horndogs!
But, I can’t respond because Rick has his arms around me and is claiming me with his lips. I’m not complaining. It’s amazing and much better than him dwelling on Adam. Win-win. I wrap my legs around him as he carries me with him to the shower. He turns on the shower and turns his back to the cold water, keeping me warm. Slowly kissing me. I taste the chocolate and coffee on his lips. I run my fingers through his hair and feel his hard body against mine. His muscles holding me up like I’m nothing. I want him badly. His abs against me and the occasional bump of his penis near my sex increase my desire. His hands roam my body and his touch draws me into his world. I hear words around me and don’t recognize that they’re coming from my own mouth. “I need you. I’ve always loved you. I’ll always be yours. Please take me now. I need your love. I need you to need me.” I kiss every part of him I can reach and dig my fingers into his muscled shoulders. It’s happening and I don’t know where it’s coming from. My need has taken control of my actions. My words affecting him.
“I’m crazy for you. I take good care of things that are mine,” he says as he slides me down his body and leans me on the shower wall. He spreads my legs with his and drops to his catcher’s squat. He puts his hands on my hips and runs them down my thighs as he moves closer, kissing my legs, and up my thighs. He feels my wet heat and touches my folds with his fingers, sliding one in. He latches onto my clit with his mouth, sucking and licking me until I move my hips. He has to have me. He stands up and lifts me to his body, sliding me onto his hard length exquisitely while he holds me tight to his wet body. “You’re mine,” he says as he repeatedly slides in and out of me. His body quivering as he pushes hard up into me and I scream out his name. The feel of him inside me, touching me, is beyond sensational. I close my eyes and see fireworks. All I can hear is our heartbeats. It hits me all at once like a rocket. I shudder and shake uncontrollably, calling out his name over and over. He follows almost immediately and presses tightly against me. We stay there pressed together against the wall, not wanting to separate and making this time together last as long as it can.
Eventually the day must get started. We have plans today. We use the shower for what its intended and get dressed for lunch. I pull on my jeans and my “Talk Baseball To Me” top, prepared to put my jersey on over it for the game. Rick dresses in jeans and he looks so good, I want to eat him up! Can I keep him like this and always have him walking around in jeans and no shirt please? He pulls on a gray long sleeved button up shirt with bright blue flecks in the material from the closet and rolls the sleeves up. The flecks make his eyes shine. The only thing sexier is when he’s in full catcher’s gear and his eyes pierce through his mask.
“You’re beautiful, babe. Are you ready to go?” He asks smiling.
“Almost,” I finish brushing out my hair and grab my game bag, so I’m ready. He locks the door behind me as we make our way to the elevator.
Rick and I hop into his car to go pick up Mom and I remember I’ll be driving his car around this afternoon. I pay attention in case there’s something quirky. He pulls me over next to him and rests his hand on my knee when he isn’t shifting. I’m starting to understand the attraction of the bench seats. We drive to the hotel and pull up in front to find Mom sitting on the bench outside. She won’t recognize the car, so I get out of the car to meet her.
“Hi, Mom!” as I give her a big hug. I turn to lead her back to the car, but Rick followed me and he’s standing right behind me. I turn to him and he sees my nerves. He slides
