Room 4 Rent A Steamy Romantic Comedy - Shey Stahl Page 0,41

to school to kiss like this? Because I feel it in my freaking toes.

I look up at him at some point, feeling a lot like a spider monkey at the way I’m clinging to him, my breathing becoming heavier seeing the carnal hunger raging in his blue eyes. “Come for me, baby. Come all over my dick,” he rasps, peering down at me, grunting with every stroke. “Soak my balls with your cum.”

Who the hell is this guy? And can I keep him?

His fingers grip my hips, and he begins thrusting harder and harder. At some point, his mouth finds my nipples, and his teeth grate against the tender flesh and sends a bolt of “oh yeah” right to my clit.

Admission here. I’ve never had an orgasm during intercourse. I know it’s possible, but it hasn’t happened for me. Guess who joins the dugout tonight?

Me!

My nails dig into his shoulders, clawing at his sweat-dampened skin when the trembles start in my girly bits. At first, I don’t recognize what’s happening until the delicious tingle works lower, in my clit and the backs of my thighs.

I’m almost there when his thrusts falter, and he groans. “You better come,” he growls, curling his hands around the back of my shoulders and slamming into his thrust. His mouth settles at the base of my throat, and his tongue darts out, dragging up my overly heated skin. “Because I’m about to.”

A tingle works through my entire body at the idea of him coming inside me. Hitting the deepest parts of me, and everything slows down. It’s like a pause button has been pressed, no background noise, nothing. Only the two of us, and as cheesy as it sounds, it’s like I’m spinning, and he’s holding me to earth. My heart thumps wildly against my chest, my breathing downright embarrassing. I really should do more cardio.

Cason’s body jerks forward at the same time as I squeeze my thighs around him, refusing to allow an inch of space between us. I contract around his hardness, desperate for more.

“That’s it, baby,” he whispers, cradling my head in his hands. Burying his head in the crook of my neck, a soft grunt falls from his lips when he comes. He hardens inside me, and I’m kinda bummed he’s wearing a condom because I want to feel him spilling inside.

His body tenses, his hold tighter than before as he drives into me one last time, chasing the final waves of his own orgasm.

For several seconds, I don’t move. Neither of us do, our breathing ragged. I run my fingers across the dampness of his neck, and he tenses. Pressing a kiss to my ear, my jaw, and then my lips, he sighs and slides off me.

Turning over, I face him, the moonlight filtering in through the blinds. My eyes drift to his, and he smiles. His lips ease into a cocky grin. “How’s that for accuracy.”

“Hundred and five,” I tease, laughter rolling through me.

He winks. “Told you it was true.”

I have one final thought before I drift off to sleep with my ear placed against his chest.

Collin who?

And… “Say something?”

“Hmmm?” Cason hums, trailing his fingers up my spine.

“Say something. I want to hear the vibration of your voice against my ear.”

His lips press to the top of my head. “Your husband was a fucking idiot.”

Now that I agree with.

A term used when the third strike is called on a batter without the batter trying to swing at the ball.

SYDNEY

I wake up to slurping. It’s about as obnoxious as listening to someone eat. Or try to breathe through their nose when they have a cold.

My eyes pop open immediately, thinking it’s another incident where I wake up in the morning, and Tatum is standing in front of me doing shots of whip cream straight from the can. True story, it happened.

Instead, I wake up to Sadie in my bed next to me, under the covers and drinking Starbucks.

I groan and rub my face as I sit up. “You weren’t who was in this bed earlier.”

She winks suggestively. “I tried him out and then sent him on his way back to the bullpen.”

Our baseball jargon is starting to get out of hand. I also don’t believe she tried him out. “When did you get here?”

“An hour ago. It’s almost noon.”

Shit. I must have slept in. My hair’s wet though, so did I take a shower? Did he drug me because I don’t remember most of last night aside from that first

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