Pitching to Win (Over the Fence #1)

by Carrie Aarons

  The straightjacket of pressure that has been strapped to my chest for nearly my entire life suddenly snaps. Relief and my father’s words are the balm that cools my hurting soul. Proud. It was the one word I’d always yearned to hear, and here he was, serving it to me on a silver platter.

  “Thanks, dad. For uh…telling me about your past…but also for being proud of me. I…I was always doing all of this for you. Sure, I love the game. But you’re the one who taught me to love it.”

  “I’d like to start over. If you’ll let me.” His eyes plead with me.

  Surprise still runs through my veins. I have never seen him so contrite. Its like staring at a complete stranger. I don’t really know to process or feel about this entire exchange. But this is what I’d always wanted. If he could try harder, so could I.

  “I think that would be great.” I hold out my hand for him to shake, but he pulls me into a hug instead.

  I am beyond shocked that I think my body goes kind of stiff. The whole thing is a bit awkward, but we’ll work on it.

  We both pull back, smiling sheepishly at the weird affectionate moment.

  “So, uh, mom says you’ve been seeing a girl.” This was his attempt to try harder? Well, I guess girls was a neutral subject.

  “Yeah, I have. She’s…incredible.” I smile wide just thinking of Minka.

  “Uh oh,” Dad laughs, a big hearty laugh. “You’re in deep boy!”

  “Huh?”

  "I mean, you are in the shit deep. That was the exact look I had when I was first trying to get your mother to date me."

  He raises an eyebrow at me, and I think about it. Yeah, I really like Minka. A lot. But we have only spent a month or two getting to know each other. Can I already be in that deep?

  Yeah, I definitely can.

  She wasn't like any other girl I'd ever encountered. She was shy, yet bold. She was conservative, yet carefree and would hand anyone who questioned her their ass. She was so fucking smart, something that turned me on almost as much as her fucking perfect face and figure. And she understood me, but also called me on my crap.

  I had to be a goddamn moron not to have locked her down already.

  "You should bring her to dinner this week, we'd like to meet her." Dad comments before rising to walk to my door.

  Before he turns out, I stop him. "Hey dad...thanks for this. And yeah, I’ll bring her by."

  He nods, a small smile flashing across his face.

  Once he'd leaves, I grab my phone from where it lays across the bed, and unlock it. Flipping onto my back, I punch the screen, and Minka's number flashes across it.

  I didn't want to wait another second. Being away from that girl was torture. And if I had any say about where this was headed, she would soon be my girl.

  She picks up on the third ring.

  "Hello..." her voice has a questioning ring to it.

  "Hey, its me." We hadn't talked on the phone all that much, but uh, she had my number. It was programmed into her phone.

  "Oh, hey. Sorry, I'm just in the middle of studying. I wasn't really paying attention when I picked up—“ she trails off and I know she’s deep in thought. The image of her bent over textbooks, a pencil in her mouth, that concentrated look in her eye instantly makes my dick go from zero to raring to go in two seconds flat. I begin to stroke myself through my pants. I’m aware I’m a very sick man.

  "Oh yeah? Let me come over and help you study..." I begin to pretend to heavy breathe through the phone.

  "You are a sick man." Yeah, she knows me.

  "And you love it. Come on, let me come over. Its summer! Loosen up with me."

  "I hear your naughty smile through the phone. And I would smack you if I wasn't so intrigued about you coming over."

  "So that's a yes?" I silently pray.

  "Yes. Come over, you pushy jock." Immediately coming to my feet, I put Minka on speaker and throw the phone on my dresser.

  "I'm going to choose to ignore that now and act on my feelings when I get over there." Pulling the t-shirt I pluck out of my laundry pile over my head, I sniff once. Yeah, new deodorant application needed stat.

  "Ok, I'll see you when you get here." She hangs up, cutting me off from any more dirty comments I could, and probably would have, made.

  I don new shorts with my college logo on them, and check my teeth in the mirror for any lunch left behind. Pulling on my socks and sneakers, I grab my wallet and keys, almost tripping over my feet trying to scramble down the stairs.

  "Woah, caro, where is the fire?" Mama stops in the hallway, carrying a tall vase of freshly cut flowers.

  "I'm going over to Minka's, I'll be home later." I stoop to kiss her on the cheek. My heart is beating full blast, as if pulling my chest to the car and one step closer to Minka.

  "Ah, young love. You better invite her for dinner tomorrow!" she yells at me as I run out the door.

  * * *

  It probably takes about fifteen minutes to get across town to Minka's place. I get there in five flat.

  Good thing dad was the local celebrity, and speeding by an Axel was excused. Bad thing that I was dating the Police Chief's daughter. He would have totally arrested me on the spot.

  I walk around to the backyard per Minka's text instructions she'd sent over before I'd left my own house.

  And my studying fantasy is even better than I could have imagined.

  Minka sat tucked into a chair pulled into the patio table, books surrounding her on every side. Her dark, wild hair was piled on top of her head, making her look like some Grecian goddess. Her face was makeup free, as it usually was. For some reason, I now thought every girl I'd ever considered pretty with that dirt slopped on their face was unattractive.

  But its what she’s wearing that utterly slays me.

  Her red bikini peaks out from the gauzy white cover-up thing girls were always wearing. If it was meant to cover them, why was it see-through?

  Not that I was complaining at this particular moment.

  I can make out the swells of her tits, bulging but contained in the tiny scraps of fabric. Her tight stomach is visible, with the bottoms she wears riding low on her sexy hips.

  Bounding over in three strides, I scoop her up.

  "Ohmygod Owen! You scared me! What, did you do like 85 coming over here?!"

  I cut the rest of her interrogation off, shoving my tongue in her mouth. This girl makes me feel like a savage. I can’t behave myself when it came to her.

  After looping my tongue with her's, rendering us both breathless by the time I pull away, I speak. "If I had known that this was how you were studying, I would have done 100. Jesus, Minka."

  I push her away a bit so I can take a mental picture of her dressed like this. That one was definitely going in the spank bank for later use.

  She blushes, pushing at my shoulder. "Enough gawking jeez."

  She is so fucking cute when she was shy. She walks me over to the lounger on the opposite end of the patio and scoots against the back of it while I take a seat on the end. I reach for her hand, running my other hand up and down her calf. Just touching her makes my world better.

  "How's studying going?"

  She has both eyes closed, head tilted up into the sun, basking in the rays. I feel like the blood in my body is moving too fast. I can hear it whooshing in my ears.

  "It was good, but boring. I'm glad you came over."

  "Me too, I missed you." That earns me an eye open and a bright smile from her.

  "Really?" She asks as if she doesn’t quite believe me.

  "Yeah. These past two months have been great. Getting to know you."

  "I feel the same." Back to shy, coy Minka.

  I take a deep breathe, preparing myself for the commitment bomb I’m about to drop on her. "So, my parents want you to come over for dinner tomorrow."

  That earns me a two eye open and a jaw drop. "Your parents know about me?"

  What? Girls were so weird. "Of course they know about you. That's what happens whe
n you like someone. When you really like them. Your friends and dad know about me, right?"

  "Well...yeah...but that's because they saw you with me."

  What did that mean? "So if they hadn't seen me, you would have what? Kept me a secret?" The fact that the thought had crossed her mind kind of stung.

  "I'm not saying that...its just...with my past, I like to keep things a bit more private."

  Okay, I got that she'd been wounded. "You have to know that I'd never hurt you. I want to do the opposite in fact. I want you to meet my parents. Isn't that like, magic words to a girl?"

  "I guess you got stuck with the a-typical girl of the bunch." She frowns, and I grab her chin to pull her face level with mine. "Isn't it a bit too fast to be meeting your parents anyway?"

  "I don't think so. They're curious about my girl."

  She sits back in surprise. "Your girl?"

  "Yeah...you, crazy. The girl I've been spending all of my time with. The girl I'd like to be able to call mine if she'd let me. If she'd stop being so damn stubborn."

  I move closer to her on the lounger, so that she is almost sitting in my lap. I wrap my arms around her to pull her closer to me. "Say you'll be my girlfriend." I whisper, searching her eyes for some kind of positive answer.

  "Owen..." she sighs, her dazzling eyes a mixture of caution and question. "You'll be at college, I still have another year left here, who knows where I'll be after that—“

  I cut her off, trying to calm any nerves she had about making this official. "I'm only forty five minutes away. We will make it work, I can come here and you can drive to me some weekends. We don't have to outline everything now, but I just know that here, at school, hell wherever I am, there will not be another girl as amazing as you. I really want to give us a shot."

  She’s silent for a minute or two, that sexy contemplative look marking her face. Finally, I couldn't take it.

  Leaning forward, I framed her beautiful face with my hands, their size dwarfing her petite features. I stroke my thumb across her high cheekbones, and watch her lean into the caress. Moving my lips to hers, I swipe them softly once, twice. I coax her lips with mine, until we were kissing slowly and softly, moving our mouths in tandem.

  I was trying to pour all of my feelings of hope into her. Come on, say yes.

  "This is not fair. You're cheating." She groans as I swoop in for another languid kiss.

  She moves her hands to my pecs, pulling on my shirt to move me closer. I am practically drowning in her fragrant smell, lilac with a touch of sunscreen. My hands move down her back as I pull her over to straddle me. I can feel her hot flesh through the gauzy material, and her scrap of bikini is doing nothing to conceal the wetness pooling from her core.

  God, she is so wet I feel it through my shorts. My dick is so hard it feels painful pushed between us.

  "Say you'll be my girlfriend." I grip her smooth, curvy hips, grinding her clit and ass up and down on my erection, giving us both the friction we desire.

  A small moan bursts from her lips. "Fine," she croaks.

  "What was that?" I lick the small, sensitive spot behind her left ear, and my dick twitches at her sharp intake of breath.

  "Yes. I'll be your girlfriend." Minka is mewling at me now, pawing at my shirt to get it over my head.

  I wrap her legs around my waist and stand, carrying her into her house. I suck and bite her neck as we go, her body barely hanging onto mine. I take us down a hallway, only to discover we'd ended up near the garage.

  "Other direction," she half-giggles, half-whines because of how ready she is.

  I head across the sprawling ranch, nearly running now I need to be inside her so badly. Meanwhile, the little vixen is raking her fingers through my hair and sucking on the spot on my neck that made my balls draw up in anticipation. Sensations are skittering down my body, zeroing in on the head of my cock.

  Finally, finding her room, I march in and all but throw her on the bed.

  "You drive me insane." I am fully aware I’m probably looking at her like a lunatic right now, but the way her face is flushed and her hair mussed up from my fingers, I have to strain to get my dick under control. I was seconds away from coming.

  She squirms on the bed, not even able to talk, just telling me with her body what she wants. Frantically, I pull her tiny bottoms off, revealing her bare, wet pussy.

  My dick twitches hard. This isn’t going to last long.

  I dive down onto the bed and between her luscious, tan thighs. I can see her arousal, slick and dripping from her slit. I could die like this and have no regrets.

  I take the first tentative taste, gauging her response. I haven’t tasted her up until this point, and am now wondering why I’ve waited so long.

  Minka makes a long, satisfied moan and I think I might faint I’m so close to exploding. Trying to keep my release at bay, I suck and nip at her clit, her scent driving me nuts all the while.

  I have to dig my fingers into her thighs to keep her from squirming.

  "Owen, I need you. Now."

  She doesn’t have to tell me twice. I whip my shirt off and fumble to kick my shoes and pants off, followed by my boxers.

  I wince when my dick hits the air. Its so hot and heavy that the cool breeze coming in through the windows stings my flesh.

  "Condoms?" I can barely speak I am so ready to be buried inside her. Shit, I can't believe I'd forgotten them again.

  Minka smirks through her hazy eyes and opens her bedside drawer, throwing the small box at me. "At least one of us is prepared, Axel."

  I tear at the box, not caring where the extra condoms fly as I grab one and rip at the foil. Rolling the little rubber circle onto my dick, I scoot her over to the other side of the bed and lie flat on my back.

  "Get on top of me."

  Her eyes widen, not expecting my request. I know she’s never done it this way, and I can’t wait to teach my girl just how much better sex can get.

  Hesitantly, she straddles me, lifting her hips up until the head of my cock is just poking at her wet entrance.

  "Wait." I reach up, dragging the gauzy film of a dress off and out of the way. Then I reach behind her, untying the little bikini top until the triangles gap at her breasts. I pull that over her head and marvel when her amazing rack springs free. I drag one finger over her taut nipple.

  She gives a whimper, and I gently position her so that my cock nudges at her swollen lips. Placing her hands on my chest, she slowly lowers herself onto me.

  I hold my breath, and probably popped a few blood vessels in various parts of my body, trying not to come. As she slides down me, her tight pussy grips me like a fist.

  "Fuck, you're so tight, babe." The room is too hot, I can already feel sweat sprouting onto my forehead while trying to keep my orgasm at bay.

  Minka's moans are coming out harsh and lilted now, and when she sinks all the way down onto me, she lets out a whoosh of a breath.

  "I'm so...full this way. I don't think I can take it." She looks drunk with arousal, her fingers digging into my chest as she rocks to feel the motion of me inside her.

  "Shit!" Even that small movement almost sends me shooting my load up into her.

  "I'm so close Owen. Tell me what to do." She nearly cries as she says it.

  Gripping her hips tighter, I forcefully drag her up, and then slam her back down onto me. I can feel the semen leaking from my head. I couldn't go much longer.

  "Was that ok?"

  She nods imperceptibly, her dilated eyes telling me that she needs the release as much as I do.

  "I'm so close too, baby. Move for me. For us."

  And she does. With me gripping her hips and her fingernails digging into my skin, we move together. Pumping and retreating, gasping and moaning.

  I was impaling her from below, each time she sat back down on me, she took me all the way to the balls.

  "Yes, oh god, Owen..." I know she’s about to reach her orgasm.

  "Come for me. You're mine. Let me hear y
ou."

  I see the shudder that starts from the tips of her ears and snakes down her body, her gorgeous curves rolling with it. When it hits her core, she stops moving, her eyes locking intensely on mine for a split second.

  And then she’s throwing her head back, her guttural moans shooting a beam of lust straight to my balls. Watching her face, completely relaxed with pure bliss, makes me go off like a trigger.

  I jut and buck my hips up into her tight heat in a disjointed fashion, just trying to bury myself as deep inside of her as I can get. She leans over, completely sated. When her tight buds brand the flesh of my chest with their heat, I go off like a cannon.

  A harsh shout works its way through me, and I can feel the pure fucking liquid pleasure work its way out of my dick. I pump my hips until I’m too tired to ride it out any longer, and even then I want to do it all over again.

  Minka lays on my chest, both of us a little sweaty and a lot exhausted. I know she has to be bone tired; its the first time she’s ever done that and damn, had she ridden the shit out of me.

  I know I should pull out, tuck her into my chest and let her nap for a little, but I am too selfish. Even after I’ve fucked her like the world is ending, I can feel the little bastard harden inside her tight, wet, perfect pussy.

  I run my hand over her hair, trailing more than a few curls that have fallen out of her bun. I trace the velvety curves of her back until I hear her breathing even out, and I know she is probably close to sleep.

  “We should mmmm get…uhh.” Her grumbling is adorable, and satisfying. I’d fucked the smartass remarks right out of her.

  Fuck, now I was thinking about fucking her mouth, and I really needed to calm down.

  “We should put clothes on before the chief gets home.”

  That has me moving. I shoot up, whipping off my condom and trying to find a tissue to hide it in my pocket. I yank my boxers of the floor, putting one leg through and almost face-planting in my haste to pull them up my body.

  Minka giggles, laying gloriously naked in the middle of her bed. “Are you that scared of him?”

  “Babe, have you seen that guy? He would rip my nutsack off if he knew I was having sex with his daughter.”

  Her dad really is scary. Scarier than my dad, which is saying something.