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I wanted to mention that Brooke and Ben stepped up for her, so she should be used to it, but I didn’t. “It’s fine. We can hang out after to go over what he missed unless you have plans.”
“We don’t. Sorry about being late, Coach,” she said.
Was that her way of reminding me of our roles? I nodded before heading back to the dugout.
We scrimmaged for the rest of practice, so I could go over situational running and fielding. It was the only way for kids to get a feel for what they’d do in a real game.
At the end, I told Hunter he’d need to stick around after. “Do your bullpen with Brody.”
Hunter hadn’t minded staying late. He was probably upset he’d missed practice at all.
Abby moved to the dugout after the other parents left. “I’m really sorry. I can’t say no to extra money, and then it went way longer than I expected.”
“You need to get to the point where you have boundaries with work. You can say no.”
She sighed. “I need the money.”
“I’m going to take a look at your books, and we’ll see. Sometimes, we go by old feelings and misconceptions about money, how much we have, how much we should have. When in reality, we have more than enough. We need to let go of our tight hold and relax.”
“Have you ever owned a business?” she asked.
“No, but I see a lot when I look at the numbers. They don’t lie.”
“Hmm,” she said noncommittally.
“I’ll take a look tomorrow.” As much as I wanted a repeat of Friday, she needed help in her business. There had to be a way to do both.
I helped Hunter with his pitches and batting while I had him. It was easier to go over the fundamentals with just one or two kids versus the whole team.
Afterward, I let Abby and Hunter go without inviting them to dinner. I sensed Abby needed some space. Plus, she’d mentioned how important Sundays were to her. She already had to work that morning. I didn’t want to take more of her time.
* * *
On Monday, I couldn’t concentrate on work. I was amped up. I knew there was no way I would be able to look at spreadsheets or numbers without getting her out of my system.
As soon as she opened the door, I walked her backward, kicking the door shut behind me. Then I was kissing her. She hopped into my arms, straddling my hips, as I carried her up the steps to her room.
I didn’t care about her business or the numbers. Not when I was holding her.
I lowered her feet to the wood floor at the end of her bed. We immediately removed our clothes. There was a frantic energy between us, but I couldn’t slow down. Not when it had been days since I was inside her. It was all I could think about over the weekend. Would it be as hot as last time? Would I ever get enough of her?
That time when I entered her, fireworks exploded inside my brain. The feel of her tight walls surrounding me, her whimpers of pleasure. Just being inside her was enough. I didn’t need the climax or the release. I just needed her.
At her request, I moved, setting a punishing rhythm. I wanted to make it good for her. I felt as randy as a teenager rushing home after school to fuck his girlfriend before going to practice. Only she made me feel like that.
She clutched my forearms and tossed her head back and forth as if she was close, too. I tapped her hip before I rolled us so that she was on top. I wanted to see her bounce on my dick. I loved admiring her body while she moved over me.
She immediately sighed when she sank down my length.
The sight of her bare tits and curves had my cock twitching inside her. I needed more.
I cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples, encouraging her to move. I’d never get enough of her, but I knew I’d be satisfied with whatever she gave me.
She bit her lip as she glided down my cock.
“That feels good, sweetheart.”
“So good,” she agreed as she threw back her head.
