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“Painful… Hard.”
My legs clamp together and my knees. I can’t satisfy this urge. It’s so strong as his voice milks me for more.
“You played a starring role in my head. I came so hard.”
Frantically I pinch and pull my drawn-up buds. They’re small but sensitive.
Little puffs of air escape my lips as I desperately attempt to open my eyes.
“I might come again just watching half of your face flush and listening to those moans, pleading for me not to stop.”
I’m fueled up on dirty talk and can’t hold my arm up and touch myself at the same time, so the phone drops to my side.
“Pick the phone up, Adalee. The first time I see your body isn’t going to be on a video call. Show me your face and lay on your side. Prop the phone against the headboard. Slide your eager, blue painted fingers across your abdomen and find the spot that makes you want to move faster.”
Nothing computes except his commands.
“You’re soaked thinking about what I’m going to do with you. Slow down. Just move to the sound of my voice.”
“Oh, Hag—Hagan.” I pant over and over, finally falling against the pillow.
“That’s my good girl.”
His words spin in my head. He called me his girl. Am I his? Are we dating? If not, then this is embarrassing. What am I talking about? I masturbated with Hagan listening.
“I’ve never seen or heard anything sexier. Adalee, look at me. You’re beautiful, especially when you’re coming with my name on your lips.”
Slowly, I look into the phone and he’s on his side with his head on his palm. A sated and satisfied grin plastered across his face.
“I can’t believe I did that. I can’t look at you,” I say. “This isn’t me.”
“You keep saying that, but I think it is. Maybe you just needed the right man, and I’m that man, Adalee.” He lets out a whispering hum. “I wish I was with you. To reassure you of how gorgeous and sexy you are. Unfortunately, I need to take another shower.” His dimples deepen and we burst out laughing. I cover my face before he says, “Now we’re even.”
Does he mean we both performed a little self-pleasure? I ask, “Even—how?”
“Well, tonight I hyper-sextendedmy throwing arm in the shower. Coach is going to ask me how I injured myself.”
“Don’t you dare, Hagan Chatham.” I chide.
The easy back and forth banter between us comes naturally—like we’ve known each other all our lives.
“Don’t worry—a gentleman doesn’t masturbate and tell.” He throws his head back amused with himself. “When can I see you again?”
Hagan is one of those few people that puts me at ease without trying. Now that I’m a sex kitten, I tease him. “Soon, if you’re lucky. Goodnight.”
ChapterTwenty
Hagan
The ball sailsover the right field fence. Coach is making me work on batting left handed, and it’s my job is to get on base as the lead-off batter. Left-handed batters have the advantage of being at least one step closer to first base.
In twenty pitches, I hit twelve home runs. Confidence is an extra skill. When you have it, your swing is smoother, and your body works in synchronicity. It’s fall camp and we’re all vying for positions in the starting lineup. Chaz is in centerfield, and I didn’t hit a single one to him. It either went over the fence or to Vasques in right field.
Joe states from his crouched catcher’s position, “I hear you finally landed Adalee.”
The smile that spreads across my face could light up this field at night. Talk about unexpected—last night was incredible. Her pinkened face. The way she moved her hips over my jeans. I felt like I was in high school again with one difference. I care about Adalee.
In high school it was all about getting yourself off. I learned with Julia, even though I hate to think about her in the same sentence as Adalee, that it’s about pleasing your partner. Obviously, I did a poor job at keeping Julia happy or she wouldn’t have slept with another guy.
