“This isn’t my call, but I’ll review it and run it by my supervisor. I’m not sure about this and Seno.”
“This has nothing to do with Seno. This is all me. Let me help you handle the part of your job you don’t like to do.”
“I’ll check it out.”
“Thank you.” I turn to get out of his office. “Do you happen to know where Seno is?”
Carter under his breath, “Stray is catching tonight.”
“So, where does he go when he wants to be a dick?”
“He’s probably running the warning track. Hold on…” He calls out, “Seno?”
Of course, he would be running somewhere. That’s what he does when he gets pissed and pouty.
“Not in here.” I recognize the voice.
“Chase?” I call out and he comes walking in.
“Hey lovey, twice in one day!” He smiles while he talks to me.
I hand him the cookie bars, “Rick said you wanted more of these and asked me to make enough for the whole clubhouse. Please share and they’re compliments of Seno. Do you know where he is?”
“Nope.” I send him on his way.
Text to Rick - Elevator?
“Thank you, Carter. I’ll get out of your way.”
I walk out to the concourse looking for him on the field while I wait for his reply. I see him look at his phone and reply.
Text from Rick - Been working out hard. I’m not in the lineup.
Text to Rick - I know. That’s why I suggested the elevator and not your car. Did I mention I’m wearing a short skirt and no panties?
Okay fine, I lied. But, he needed to be persuaded and I can take them off before I get to him.
Text to Rick - I bet you’re all hot and sweaty. You’re not starting, why not have some of me?
Text from Rick - You’re a bad girl.
Text to Rick - I’m your bad girl.
Text from Rick - Elevator
Yes! Fuck! I’m as bad as him! I quickly run into the ladies room and pull off my panties, shoving them into my purse. I go to the elevator and he’s there waiting for me when the door opens. Rick presses the button for the top floor and pulls the stop before we get there.
“Nice skirt.” The only words that come out of his mouth before he presses me up against the elevator wall, passionately claiming me with his lips. He runs his hands all over my body, feeling for the edge of my skirt and reaching under it to find out if I’m going commando. He finds my wet folds and slides a finger into me, groaning appreciatively at how wet I am. He strokes me while he continues to kiss me, and slides a second finger in. He drops to his catcher’s crouch and pushes my skirt up around my hips as he licks and sucks at my wet sex. His tongue is fucking amazing as it glides along my wet heat and dips into me. His big warm hands on my bare ass, holding me to him. He goes back to stroking me with his fingers and moves his mouth to my clit, sucking on me hard. He can feel me start to go over the edge…
“No. Don’t come. No yet, my queen.”
“But… Please… I can’t help it…”
“No. Bad girls have to wait.”
I whine uncontrollably and he squeezes my ass. Rick stands up and turns me away from him, bending me over in front of him with his hands spread across my hips and ass. I can’t help myself and I shake my ass in front of him. He slides into me hard, fast, and deep, all at once and his body mashed up against mine.
“Fuck me. You can come now, baby.” He says as he pounds into me repeatedly. He reaches around me and circles my sensitive nub, feeling how wet and ready I am. “You want it harder?”
“Yes. Bad girls deserve to get fucked hard.”
“Yea, and you’re my bad girl. Do bad girls deserve to get spanked?”
“Bad girls have to do whatever their man wants them to.” I say breathlessly.
“Oh, fuck me. Then you have to watch.” He bends me over further, so I can see him fucking me and holds me up with his arm around my waist. “Do you like that?”
“I like whatever you want, my king.”
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” He grabs my hips hard and pulls me back onto him, using my body to stroke himself. Sliding me on and off of his hard cock, harder and harder, faster and faster. He sends me soaring and doesn’t stop. “A few more strokes, baby.” He groans and I feel his pulsating release. He pulls me back upright and leans me against him where he talks in my ear from behind me, “You make me fucking insane.”
“You’re a baseball player for me, right?” I say out of breath.
“Yes, my queen.”
“I’m going to be there to watch batting practice and I want you to knock it out of the park. I want you to get yourself in the game today. You work Skip and you make it a win for me. Can you do that?”
“I’ll work it, my queen.”
“My team can’t win without you. They need you behind the plate. I’ll be cheering for you and I’ll be in your car waiting for you after the game. You look like a warrior going into battle when you step behind the plate and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” His eyes start to heat up again.
“I love you, baby. I’m taking this elevator down to the clubhouse before I need to have you again. I’ll see you at BP.” He turns me to him and kisses me until the elevator doors open and he leaves me there without another word.
Chapter Eighteen
I was early getting to the stadium and have some extra time before batting practice. I wander out of the stadium and across the street to sit at the bar and have some carne asada fries. How can you go wrong with fries made
