Cleat Catcher (The Cleat Chaser Duet Book 2)

by Celia Aaron

  I rubbed my eyes hard, trying to make out what the fuck I’d just landed in the middle of, when I saw the letters on the luggage. LV.

  “Braden? Oh my God, baby. Your knee.” Nik, rubbing her eyes, sprinted over in a lacy white teddy.

  My heart warmed at the sight of her, and I forgot about my pain altogether.

  “Are you okay?” She leaned down, and all I could do was smile and stare into her eyes, and then down at her tits, of course.

  “I see you got my gift.” I grinned and turned my gaze from her tits to her face. “I think I’m stuck here.” I chuckled.

  She giggled. “Just sit still and let me help you.”

  God, I’d missed her laugh. It seemed like ages since I’d heard it.

  “You have five, four . . .”

  “Shit, babe. Can you punch in the code? I don’t want the security company showing up.” I pointed at the alarm.

  “Oh yeah, I got it.”

  I watched her run over toward the wall. Her ass jiggling in the lacy panties had my cock jutting into the expensive luggage.

  You get the mushroom stamp of approval there, Louis. Apologies.

  Nik hustled back over and helped me to my feet. When I was upright, she started to talk, and I put both my palms on her cheeks and my lips crashed into hers. She tried to pull away. Not a fucking chance. I raked my fingers through her hair and her lips parted, our tongues dancing back and forth across one another.

  I released her and she began to speak. “Braden, we need—”

  I smacked her on the ass across the panties that cut halfway up her cheeks, and I leaned in next to her ear. “We have other business first, slut.”

  She let out a squeal as I kissed down her neck to her collarbone and gripped one of her breasts firm in my hand. When I tweaked her hard nipple through the soft fabric, she seized up and her breath hitched.

  “God, how do you know how to touch me just right?” She ran her nails up the back of my shirt and dug them into my shoulders.

  “Because we’re perfect for each other.” I fisted a handful of her hair and my mouth was hot in her ear as I licked slowly around it. I gripped her by the wrist and shoved her hand onto my cock. “And right now, I need you coming on my mouth, and then on my cock like a good little whore, okay?”

  Her hips surged into me, and she ground her pussy up against my dick, before nodding.

  I squeezed harder on her hair and a slight yelp escaped her lips. “I want you on the bed in ten seconds. Be naked when I get there.”

  She gripped the ass of my jeans and bit down on my earlobe before exhaling heavily in my ear. “You better hurry. I’m wet and in need of a spanking.”

  She turned to walk away and I smacked her hard on the ass, leaving a big red hand print.

  “Oh my God.” She swayed her hips as she did a little seductive runway walk toward the room, then turned and smiled before disappearing around the corner into the hallway.

  Fuck!

  My cock was so goddamn hard I could barely think straight. I needed it buried in her pussy five minutes ago. I planned to remedy that immediately.

  Nothing in the world was better than hearing Nik tell me to fuck her like a slut while I pumped in and out of her. I stumbled toward the bedroom as fast as I could. When I turned the corner into the hallway, I thought my dick might knock some pictures off the side table.

  “Lead me to the Promised Land, buddy.” I gave the tent in my pants a quick glance as he led me to the room, in search of Nik’s pussy. He was geared up for battle, ready to conquer and destroy.

  I walked to the bedroom door and propped my arm against the frame, giving my knee a second to recover. When I looked to the bed, Nik was naked just like I’d told her. She scissored her legs together, and I realized how much I’d missed the way she looked at me.

  I pulled my shirt up over my head, and a tingling rushed across my exposed skin. The heat from Nikki’s stare sent blood rushing into my cock as I pulled my shoes off. I unbuttoned my jeans and yanked them to my ankles.

  When I took my briefs down and let my cock spring out from captivity, Nik licked her lips and spread her legs.

  “That’s a good girl. I haven’t had a proper meal in a while.”

  Her head flew back against the sheets. “Fuck, you have the dirtiest mouth. It does things to me, Braden.”

  I eyed her like a wolf after its prey, stalking toward the bed. I hovered over her, roving every inch of her gorgeous body with my eyes before gripping her hard at the waist. “I know.” I smirked.

  Flipping her over to her stomach, I jerked her petite frame to the edge so that she was bent over the bed, and I smacked her ass once more. I leaned next to her head and my cock pressed against the edges of her slippery folds. “You are wet, aren’t you?”

  “Mmhmm,” she cooed.

  I grabbed her gently around the throat, just enough to turn her head to me, and smashed my lips against hers, before forcing her to open up, so I could feel her tongue on mine once more. We broke our kiss after a long moment, and I whispered, “You’re going to come on my face, and then on my dick. Got me, slut?” I squeezed her throat a tiny bit and her eyes rolled back before returning to me.

  “Please.” She dropped her face into the sheets as I released my hold on her.

  I lowered and shifted all of my weight onto my good knee on the floor, and began to massage her ass cheeks in my hands before spreading them apart. “Look at this pink, wet pussy. Mmm. Wonder what would happen if I licked on it?”

  Her legs quivered at my words. I slid my fingers down her thighs and her muscles tightened. Kissing up the soft skin on the insides of her legs, I ran my tongue all the way up to her clit, and then flattened my tongue on her pussy and licked back the entire length.

  Nikki gasped, and her legs shuddered once more. “I missed this slutty little cunt of yours.”

  “God.” Her voice was a breathy exhale.

  I stroked my tongue around her lips, spreading her ass hard with my hands, and then flicked my tongue on her clit. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked, hard. Her hips jolted forward, and she started to grind her ass up and down on my face.

  Tasting her pussy, knowing what my tongue could do to her, had my cock harder than all the diamonds in Easton’s browser history. I fought the urge to stand up and fuck her senseless. I’d promised her she’d come on my face, after all.

  I worked her clit with my tongue, increasing the tempo until I could feel the orgasm about to rip through her body. I dug my nails into her ass and pinned her against the bed. The sheets flew up toward her face, which meant she must have yanked them up to her. I held her still and shook my head furiously against her hot entrance, darting my tongue back and forth across her pussy and her clit.

  “Fuck, Braden.” She trembled under my touch as she stiffened and moaned, coming all over my face, as I lashed across her with my tongue. After a brief second, she finally relaxed against the bed and I rose to my feet.

  She started to lean up and I splayed my fingers across her back and shoved her down into the bed. “Stay. It’s time for part two of my promise.”

  I smacked her across the ass with my free hand and then fisted my cock and shoved it inside of her. It’d been awhile since I’d buried myself in Nikki. Too fucking long. Her warm pussy hugged tight around my cock, and I could feel her squeezing her slippery walls on me. She squealed as I leaned over her back, keeping as much weight on my good leg as possible while my chest pressed up against her. I pushed inside as far as I could, and her breathing sped up against the sheets.

  “I don’t think you’ve ever made me this hard before. You like it deep, slut?” I pushed even farther inside of her, smashing my hips into her ass.

  “Jesus, I’m about to come already.” Her words were barely more than a whisper.

  I moved my bad knee up onto the bed and repositioned myself. One hand reached over her back and clamped down on her shoulder, the other gripped hard on the side of her hip as I tried to pull her b
ack into me and bury my cock deeper.

  She belted out a moan. “Fuck.”

  “If you say so.” I pulled out nearly to the tip and then rammed back into her, hard, jolting her against the bed.

  Her scream echoed off the wall, before she buried her face into the sheets, muffling the sound. My hand that was on her hip spanked her again, and I thrust into her once more. “You like that, slut? Tell me.”

  “God, you know I love it when you fuck me like a dirty slut.”

  My balls tightened up at her words. She loved dirty talk, and so did I. I didn’t know how much longer I could possibly last inside of her. It was time to do work.

  “You might want to hold on for this.”

  She turned her head and attempted to glance back at me when I started yanking her hips into me as I pounded forward. The sound of wet skin slapping together rang through the room before being engulfed by her screams. I pumped into her as fast as I could, each thrust trying to pull her into me harder.

  I slid my hand from her shoulder up into her hair and wrapped the strands around my hand before yanking her head up so that she was staring straight ahead. My cock pistoned into her until I couldn’t stop my load from working up my shaft.

  “Come on my dick like a good little slut.” I gave her another slap on the ass and dug my fingers into her soft, tanned skin.

  “Oh my—” Her pussy clamped down on me, and it was all over. I shoved as far in as I could and shot deep inside of her. Her pussy walls spasmed around me, trying to milk every last drop from my dick.

  Fuzzy stars formed in my vision as I thrust one last time before collapsing onto her back, my semi-hard cock still halfway lodged inside.

  I brushed a few sweaty strands of blonde hair from her back and kissed around her shoulder blades and up to her nape. “God, that was fucking hot.”

  “Mmhmm.” She nodded with her eyes closed, a huge grin spread across her face.

  After taking a moment to recover, I let it out. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have hid things from you. We’re a team. I was wrong to do that.”

  I pulled my cock out of Nikki and fell next to her on the bed. She opened her eyes and put a palm on my cheek. “I’m sorry about my family. I’ve told them a hundred times that you and I are in it for the long haul. I thought things were turning around with Mom, and then she ambushed me at the restaurant with Carter again. I left. That’s why I was outside.”

  “I haven’t exactly made it easy for your family to like me. I’m trying to work on it. I promise.” I scrubbed a hand across my sweaty face. “We will figure it out. I’m still getting used to my life not being a one man show. But, I don’t know who I am without you around anymore. And the knee thing isn’t helping.”

  “You need to see a doctor.” Nik glared at me.

  “It’s not that simple, babe. An injury guarantees I’ll be traded. I have to play.” I stared hard at her for another moment. “I have to.”

  Her look of concern made me love her even more. She cared about me. I got it. But, I couldn’t be traded. I didn’t want her to choose between me and her career. Mostly, I was afraid of what the doctor might say. I couldn’t handle the truth about my knee right now. What if it was a major injury? What if my career was over? What if he told me I couldn’t play baseball anymore?

  “You can hardly walk when you’re not playing through the pain. It’s not going to heal. You might be making it worse.” She lifted my chin with a finger. “But, I’ll back whatever you do, babe. You know this. Just don’t hide it from me. Please.”

  I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. “I won’t hide anything else from you ever again. I promise.”

  NIKKI

  “BATTER, BATTER, BATTER! Feel that dick in your ass? It’s mine, and I’m about to blow!” I yelled as Easton whipped his arm around and let loose with a blistering fastball.

  The batter swung after the ball smacked safely into Braden’s glove. Strike out. The crowd roared as the inning ended and the teams switched positions. Night had fallen, and the stadium lights hummed high overhead.

  “Ha!” I sank into my seat and Kasey handed me the popcorn. “That was all me.”

  “You struck out the last three hitters?” Kyrie raised an eyebrow and took a handful of popcorn. “I thought that was my boyfriend out there on the mound.”

  “I mean, sure Easton was actually throwing the ball and stuff, but I was the one who distracted the guys at bat.”

  “Keep telling yourself that.” She popped a single piece of popcorn into her mouth while I dumped a handful into mine.

  “No wonder Braden loves you. If you can put that much popcorn in your mouth—” Kasey winced “—Yick, I just thought about dick in your mouth. Not cool.” She snugged her baseball cap lower on her forehead. “Pussy, pussy, only pussy, if you suck a dick, you deserve it in your tushy.”

  “Is that a mantra?” I crunched through the popcorn as the relief pitcher for the Marlins threw a few warmup pitches.

  “Words to live by.” Kasey smiled and took a gulp of beer.

  “I read your article on Cyrano this morning, by the way.” Kyrie brushed some stray kernels off her Easton Holliday jersey. “I loved it.”

  “Loved it?” I couldn’t hold back my grin.

  “No doubt. It’s your best work yet. I may have even set up a meeting with Graciela about you—”

  I gasped. “Really?” Was she going to push for me to move up to an editor spot?

  “But don’t get your hopes up.” She squeezed my arm. “It’s tough to make the leap. It may take more time and articles from you, but I want to broach the subject sooner rather than later and take her temperature.”

  Excitement welled inside me and I grabbed Kyrie in a messy, popcorn-y embrace. “Thank you!”

  “This is more like it.” Kasey pressed herself against my back and reached around to catch both Kyrie and me in her arms.

  “You’re welcome.” Kyrie squeezed me a little tighter. “I’ll let you know what comes of it.”

  “I love being just one of the girls.” Kasey nuzzled into my hair.

  “Perv.” I elbowed Kasey away and settled back into my seat.

  Kasey frowned, but then her expression lightened. “Say, Nik, you never gave me all the details from the lez experience you had in college. This game is boring as fuck. Entertain me with it.”

  “It wasn’t really an experience. I just kissed a girl a little bit when I was drunk.” I shrugged as the first Ravens batter, Ramirez, strode to the plate.

  “Not bad.” Kasey crossed her long, tan legs at the knee.

  The guy sitting next to her gave her an appreciative up and down look, but her head was turned towards me so she didn’t see it.

  “How much tongue are we talking?”

  I closed my eyes and tried to remember the fall of my sophomore year, but it was hazy at best. I had way too much fun in school. “I think there was tongue, and she definitely felt me up over my shirt. I can’t remember if she ever went under, but I doubt it.”

  “Nice.” Kasey set her beer down. “I think I need a reenactment. You know, to test you. Make sure you’re not running a game on Braden, pretending to be straight.”

  I rolled my eyes as Ramirez swung and missed, strike one. “Not a chance. Besides, everyone knows I’m a Penis Flytrap.”

  “Come on, just a little kiss.” She leaned closer as Kyrie snickered on my other side.

  “No way.” I shook my head. “Braden would kill me.”

  “I think Braden would be all about it. Just a couple of girls. One, his girlfriend, the other, like a sister to him. No harm in the two of us being friendly. Right, Kyrie?”

  “Don’t drag me into this. I’m an innocent bystander.” She grabbed some more popcorn as Kasey’s confident grin surfaced.

  I tried to ignore the hot blonde trying to get into my panties. The next pitch was high and outside. Ball.

  “Just a little experiment. That’s all.” Kasey’s tone turned wheedling. “It won�
�t count.”

  “How many girls have you tricked into opening their legs for you like this?” I stared at her, not even close to falling under her spell.

  She frowned. “Tons. What gives with you?”

  “I love Braden.”

  “Me too.” She moved closer, her big, pretty eyes open wide like the wolf’s in Red Riding Hood. “So how about you give me a little tit action as a sign of our love for him.”

  Kyrie snorted.

  “A little help here?” I turned to her.

  “Nope.” She shook her head, a giggle falling from her lips. “I don’t get between Kasey and her prey.”

  “Come on.” Kasey wrapped a lock of my hair around her finger.

  I tried to keep the amused smile off my lips. “I’m trying to watch the game.”

  Ramirez finally made contact, hitting a line drive and trucking it to first base.

  Kasey didn’t even look. She kept her gaze on me.

  I sighed. “Oh my God. If I say yes, will you leave me alone?”

  She squealed. “Yes, I promise.”

  “Fine, you can have a tit grope.” I’d taken many a tit grope from Kyrie, so this was nothing special.

  She reached for the hem of my tank top.

  “Hey!” I smacked her hand away. “Over my shirt and for no more than five seconds.”

  “That’s it?” she pouted.

  I tossed my hair behind my shoulder. “It’s that or nothing, you goddamn sexual predator.”

  She smiled and licked her lips before focusing on my chest. “Fine.”

  “Get to it.” I leaned back and dropped my elbows to the armrest, giving her maximum chest exposure.

  She rubbed her hands together like she was Mr. Miyagi readying to fix Daniel-San’s leg. The guy sitting on her other side couldn’t take his eyes off us. I wondered if he was going to cream in his jeans.

  “Here we go.” She hovered her hands over my chest as Kyrie shook with laughter next to me. “Luscious Nikki tits in three, two, one.”

  “Hey!” Braden’s voice cut through the air.

  I looked up and Kasey and I were on the kiss cam for the entire stadium to see.