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though, pulling off
clothes as we walked down the hallway. By the time I was at my bedroom, I was
stripped of all my clothing. I turned around and he stood behind me naked in
all his glory. His body was that of a girl’s daydreams. Chiselled from top to
bottom, his body was streamlined, his six pack his best feature, though I had
an affinity for a man’s arms. They just looked strong, like he could take on
the world. And he did every time he got on that pitcher's mound. I liked the
idea that he could take on anything; protect me if I needed him. He was hard
and ready for me – the most powerful part of his body.
    He came to me and reached his hand around my neck to pull my
face towards him. A current ran through my body when my lips met his, and I
shivered deliciously despite myself. I was no longer tired; in fact I didn’t
care if I ever slept again.
    “I want you, Bennett, right now. I want you inside of me.”
    His mouth possessed mine once again and his tongue found
mine with urgency, claiming it for himself. I backed away from him and laid
down on the bed, spreading my legs open for him. He was beside himself with
passion and he began kissing my lips, face, and neck.
    “I’m ready, baby. Don’t worry.”
    He slid his hand between my legs to check and smiled when he
realized it was true. He pushed inside of me roughly, eliciting a cry from me.
My head went back, and he pushed into me rhythmically over and over again.
    “Emmi, you feel good, sweetie, real good.”
    I moaned with pleasure, I couldn’t get enough of his cock.
This man possessed my body with very little effort. I was a slave to the
pleasure he was giving my body. My mind swam in and out, and I thought I would
lose control when I came onto his cock.
    “Yes, sweetie. Oh, Emmi, I can feel you.”
    He bent forward, kissing my mouth and lingering for a few
more kisses, pushing inside me slowly. He began to pick up the pace, hearing me
cry out for him.
    The pleasure he was giving me was immense. I had never been
touched like this before and I felt naughty around him, but it felt perfectly
right. He was my perfect match.
    He rocked inside me, causing a tension to build up inside. I
knew I was about to orgasm again, and I cried out for him to join me. He
continued to pump himself inside me harder and harder as I swam in the most
amazing orgasm. It lingered longer than normal and I felt dizzy because of it.
He cried out above me as he joined in my orgasm, making the moment that much
more perfect for me.
    “Wasn't today so much better than me going to practice?”
    I laughed. “It sure was.”
    He pulled out of me, and we lay side by side in bed. I
nuzzled tight into him enjoying the afterglow of my orgasm.
    We fell asleep that night in each other’s arms, and I
couldn’t remember a time I felt happier.

 
    Chapter Eight

 
    Although my Saturday had been amazing, spending all day and
all night with Bennett, it slowly became a habit. What was supposed to be a
onetime occurrence not only happened once again, but twice. He had missed three
practices in a row, and I was starting to get worried. He just kept showing up
at my place looking for things to do, and I literally had the same deer caught
in the headlights look every time. I didn't know what to do or why he was
behaving that way.
    He continued to insist on spending all this time with me.
Although I was deeply flattered that our relationship was progressing so well
and that I clearly had a guy that adored me, I knew it was bad news for him to
be at my place instead of going to practice. It was actually pretty insane that
he wasn't seeing it himself.
    We had argued the second time he missed over the situation
and I was loathed to have to do it again. I wasn't his mother, but I was
starting to feel like it. He was acting foolish, and it wasn't like we couldn't
spend time together after his practices.
    He seemed so happy to be with me, though, that I didn't know
what to say to him when he showed up