Page 92 of Leave It On The Field (Grand Slam 3)
Sophie didn’t even stir when I carried her from the couch into our bed. I’m curled up behind her watching her breathe. Every time she inhales, the top of her golden hair catches the one ray of light coming through the blinds. The shimmer has been mesmerizing me for almost a half an hour.
“Seb,” she finally whispers, turning her head to look back at me. “When did you get home? What time is it?”
I spoon her closer to me. “I got home about an hour ago. It’s like nine or so.”
“Why didn’t you wake me up?”
I put my nose into her hair and inhale. It still smells like oranges. “When I carried you in here, you barely moved a muscle. I don’t think I could have woken you up even if I tried.”
“Probably not,” she says, wiggling her butt back into me. “All of this has been so exhausting. And not just lack of sleep, but like full-body exhausting, you know?”
“Yeah. I can’t wait to get to the lake and just sleep for like a week straight.”
“That sounds like pure heaven.” She rolls her face back into the pillow. “When do you practice today?”
“Not until two.” I snake my hand under the blanket and run it over her butt. She’s wearing a pair of my boxers. “Just a light workout for the off day. And then back here for the night.”
“Are you sure you get to stay here?”
“Positive.”
I massage her butt for a few minutes, and then tug at the waist of the boxers. She shimmies them down her legs and over her ankles. She tries to roll over on her back, but I hold her tightly in the spoon.
“Huh uh,” I say, wrapping her arms in front of her. “I’m doing all the work this morning.”
I slide my fingers between her legs and start exploring. Her butt jolts back against me when I touch the spot. I figured out where it was the first night we were together. When I get my fingers anywhere near it, her body’s pretty much mine.
She moans into her pillow as her butt starts pulsing against me. “How can you touch me once and my body just loses it?”
“Because the universe loves me.”
As I lean over her body to take one of her breasts into my mouth, I slide an arm underneath her and start massaging the other one.
“You’re like an octopus,” she says as her body bucks back into me again. “Too many arms. Too many things happening.”
She buries her mouth into the bed as it starts making those little purring sounds I love. When I flick my tongue over her nipple, she gets louder. Once she starts moaning, I always make it my mission to see how loud I can get her.
I let her build a little bit before I move my mouth to her neck. I discovered the neck thing our first night together too. It makes her crazy. She pretty much goes into heat the minute my lips touch it. When I start nibbling, her hand shoots between our bodies. She tries to pull me out, but I take her hand away and fold her arms in front of her body again.
“What did I tell you about letting me do the work this morning? Patience.”
“Stop teasing me like that, Seb,” she says, trying to reach for me again.
“Okay, baby,” I say, smiling. “How would you like me to tease you?”
“Stop using my words against me,” she says, starting to pant. “God, I think I’m going to come already.”
“Let go, baby. I’m feeling this is going to be a multiple morning for you.”
I put a few fingers inside her as my thumb starts rubbing. Her feet start twitching. For some reason, her orgasms start there. I still haven’t figured out why, but I know she’s almost there when the feet start moving.
When I start pumping my fingers faster, the twitching moves from her feet up to her legs. Her body gets tight against mine as a string of sounds erupts from her mouth. She vibrates against me hard—one last moan rumbling out.
I hug her tighter to me. “Do you need a little recovery time before we try for another?”
She shakes her head. “This one isn’t even over. It’s still tingling through my body.”
“Maybe we can stack them on top of each other,” I say as I slide into her from behind.
I start slowly moving inside her. It only takes a few seconds for her to reengage. When her body starts moving with mine, I turn up the speed. I place my hand on her belly and press her harder into me.
She looks up at me—her lips reaching for mine. I slide my tongue into her mouth as I continue to rocket against her body. I groan into her mouth as my body gets rigid against her. I thrust hard one more time. When I explode inside her, our moans blend as we slowly ride this one out together.
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