Fastball (18 page)

Jake continued to stroke her soft flesh
through the thin silk of her panties, and arousal pulsed through
her body with a slow, heavy heat. Maddie let her eyes drift shut.
The outside world faded, and she lost any sense of the streets
flashing by or the length of time they’d been driving. In reality,
it was only a few minutes. But locked there in Jake’s arms, with
his hands and mouth taking her ever closer to paradise, she felt
everything slip away, leaving only Jake and the yearning she felt
for him.

She shifted closer, no longer caring if the
cabbie heard or saw anything, only wanting to be as close to Jake
as she could. When he stilled his hand, cupping her gently, she
groaned in protest and opened her eyes.

“We’re almost there,” he murmured in a husky
voice.

She sat up with a jerk, heat rushing into her
cheeks. God, she’d almost lost it in the back seat of a cab driving
down a busy city street. When she pulled her legs from his lap,
Jake gave a grimace and reached down to adjust himself.

“Sorry,” she said with a lame smile, feeling
like a total idiot.

He gave her a lascivious grin. “Don’t be. I
expect you’ll be taking care of my little problem as soon as we get
ourselves a room.”

“Little is not how I would describe it,” she
muttered.

“Your fault, you fix it,” he answered
cheerfully as he pulled out his wallet to pay the cabbie.

Maddie rolled her eyes as she yanked down her
skirt just in time before the Wyndham bellman opened the car door
and reached in a hand to help her. She exited with as much dignity
as she could muster, no easy feat given that baseball superstar
Jake Miller had been barely an inch from making her come in the
back seat of a cab.

When they pushed through the revolving doors
into the hotel lobby, Maddie murmured that she would search out a
ladies room and then meet him at the bank of elevators. Jake
nodded. It made sense to minimize the chance of prying eyes
spotting them together. It might seem weird for him to check in by
himself, with no luggage, but desk clerks at major hotels were
pretty discrete. As long as Maddie wasn’t implicated in anything,
he didn’t give a shit what conclusions other people might draw.

And if he didn’t get her alone very soon, the
top of his head might blow off. After finally getting his hands on
her luscious body, he’d been ready to yank up her short little
skirt and do her right there in the freaking cab.

As soon as he approached the front desk, the
clerk looked up, recognition flashing across his features. “Mr.
Miller, it’s a pleasure to see you here. How may I be of
assistance?”

Jake forced an easy reply, even though he was
wound tight. “I’m hoping you have a room available. Any kind of
room or suite will do, for one night.” He smiled politely,
deliberately resisting the urge to come up with some complicated
story as to why he needed a room on such short notice. Best to keep
it as brief and honest as possible.

The clerk nodded, frowning down at his
computer. “I’m afraid we’re full tonight, Mr. Miller, but let me
see what I can do for you.”

Jake relaxed. Higher-end hotels always kept a
couple of rooms available for celebrities and VIP’s, since they
never wanted to turn that kind of business away. In less than two
minutes, the clerk had taken his information, swiped his credit
card, and handed him a small folder with a key to a one-bedroom
suite on the fifteenth floor. He strode swiftly to the elevators
and saw Maddie heading that way, too.

Because there was another couple and a
tired-looking man with a big suitcase also waiting for the
elevator, he and Maddie didn’t acknowledge each other. When the
elevator arrived, they both moved to the back, standing against the
rear wall. The tired-looking man lifted his eyebrows when he
finally noticed Jake, but thankfully didn’t say anything. The last
thing Jake could handle at the moment was a forced chat with an
enthusiastic fan. All he could think of was Maddie and the things
he planned to do with her, and he doubted he could carry on even
two words of a coherent conversation.

When they emerged on the fifteenth, Jake took
a quick look both ways down the empty hall then pulled Maddie to
him and kissed her hard. Her soft sigh as she nestled against him
filled him with a sense of urgency so powerful that it was all he
could do not to push her against the wall, shove up her tight, sexy
skirt, and pound into her right then and there.

God, she was turning him into a
knuckle-dragging idiot.

He broke the embrace and practically dragged
her down the hallway to their room. She let out a startled giggle
but skipped to keep up with him. She probably
did
think he
was a caveman, and that was pretty much how she made him feel. If
throwing her over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry would have
gotten them to the room a second faster, he would have done it in
an instant. He’d been waiting too long to have her, and until just
a few hours ago, he’d thought he never would.

Running the card through the lock, he pushed
the heavy door open for Maddie to pass through. Only two steps
inside, and before he even had a chance to flick the light switch,
she turned and swarmed into his arms. Her soft breasts pressed hard
against him, her thin, silky shirt almost non-existent in the crush
of their bodies. The tight points of her nipples jutting into his
chest told him she was still aroused from their heated play in the
taxi. He took her mouth, sucking on her plump lower lip.

Maddie kicked off her shoes. With one hand,
she hiked up her skirt and wrapped a leg around him so his thigh
rubbed fully against her soft mound. Jake could feel the luscious
heat of her right through their clothes, and she moaned in a
throaty voice as she pressed down to increase the friction. His
barely held restraint snapped like brittle wood.

Pulling his mouth from hers, he swept her off
her feet. Her petite body felt light and supple in his arms. She
reached up to entwine her hands around his neck and nuzzled his ear
as he carried her into the darkened bedroom to lay her gently
across the huge, plush bed. Taking a quick step to the window, he
yanked the curtains aside, letting the lights of the city night
illuminate her. For just a moment, he gazed at her sprawled
seductively across the crisp white cotton duvet. Her pretty legs
were already bent and open for him, her breasts—so generous and
full on her slender body—rising and falling with the quick pant of
her breath, her beautiful face flushed with desire.

Best of all was the eager smile on her lips
and the passion shining in her intelligent eyes. She was so
perfect, and so ready for him. He had almost given up on her, and
now here she was. And it was clear she wanted him as desperately as
he wanted her. Jake didn’t believe much in miracles, but this sure
felt like one.

“You’re a goddess,” he rasped in a husky
voice.

She gave him an adorable scowl. “I’m glad you
think so, but would you please get the hell down here?”

He laughed and came down on top of her,
bracketing her face with his arms as he plunged his tongue into her
soft mouth. Without breaking the kiss, he leaned back a bit and
slipped one hand under her shirt, rimming the lace trim of her bra
with his fingertips, and then gently yanking the cups down. Her
breasts tumbled into his hands. Unable to help himself, he eased
her shirt up to her neck and pulled back to look at her.

Her tits were luscious—full and creamy,
pushed high by the lace cups that still encircled them below
nipples that jutted up pink and hard. Like sweet candy, begging to
be sucked. Just looking at them made his cock twitch, eager to be
inside her. But he had no intention of rushing.

He rolled partly off her, resting on one
elbow. “Man, those look good enough to eat,” he murmured as he
circled one of her nipples with his fingers.

Maddie moaned as he gently rubbed the tight,
satiny point between his thumb and forefinger. He gave it a teasing
little pinch and her back arched as she pushed her breast into his
hand.

“Oh, God, Jake,” she whispered, her eyelids
at half-mast. “That feels so good.”

As he played with her, she pulled her knees
up, spreading herself. Glancing down, he saw her skirt had ridden
up above her hips, revealing tiny black panties that barely covered
her. He clenched his teeth, already sensing the first stirrings of
an orgasm in his groin. She hadn’t even touched him, and he was way
closer to coming than he should be at this stage of the game. Yeah,
it had been a while, but there was something about Maddie that
drove him absolutely nuts. There was no way, however, that he was
going to let this be over when it had barely started.

Gently draping a leg over her pelvis to hold
her still, he took her lips in a deep kiss, their tongues and
mouths exchanging a silken heat. They kissed with a slow build of
desire, not rushing but driving themselves crazy, nonetheless.
Maddie wriggled beneath him, trying to bring her sweet mound into
contact with his leg, but he wouldn’t let her. He wanted her so out
of her mind when he finally made his way down there that she would
go off like fireworks on the 4
^th
.

Replacing his restraining leg with a hand on
her stomach, he started to move down, gently biting her earlobe,
sucking his way down her neck, all while she writhed beneath him.
When he finally reached the curve of her breast, Maddie’s hand slid
up the back of his neck, urging him down.

He gave her what she wanted, sucking her
nipple into his mouth. She gasped and arched her back, then let out
a throaty moan as he savored her plump flesh. He let his tongue
circle the flushed and swollen nipple, flicking it again and again,
then tracing the underside and top of her breast before returning
to the rosy, hard tip. Maddie sobbed out a moan, cradling his head
with one hand while the other clutched at the duvet.

As he continued his play, driving her crazy
with his mouth, Jake reached down into the vee of her legs. He
slipped his hand over the lace panties, gently stroking her tender
flesh through the filmy fabric. Unable to hold back any longer, he
delved beneath the lace into the heat of her soft nest of curls. He
moaned, cupping her.

“You’re so wet,” he murmured.

Her eyelids fluttered open and her gaze, lazy
with sensuality, settled on him. “Your fault, you fix it,” she
purred back at him.

His laugh sounded more like a groan as his
fingers pushed past her silky outer lips into her drenched core.
The tight flesh contracted eagerly around his fingers. His erection
throbbed, straining against his zipper. As if sensing his need,
Maddie reached down and found his bulging cock.

She held him gently, gasping as he began
slowly pumping his fingers in and out of her sheath. Her eyelids
closed and she pulled her slender legs wide, opening herself up to
him. Fuck, he loved it. Loved watching his fingers delve deep
inside her, dragging through her moisture and drenched curls while
his thumb found the hard bud of her sex. He circled her clit again
and again, in sync with the movement of his fingers within her.
Maddie bucked her hips, her back arching as her body moved to the
rhythm of his hand, as she let him take her right to the edge.

* * *

Maddie moaned her displeasure when Jake
withdrew his hand. She was
this close
to what she was sure
would be the best orgasm of her life. She’d never been so hot, so
ready, so why the
hell
was he stopping now?

She dragged her eyelids open, looking up into
his handsome face, his skin flushed with passion under the bronze
of his tan. His eyes were heavy-lidded and dark with lust.

“Jake,” she whimpered in a voice she didn’t
recognize. “What are you doing?”

A fleeting smile touched his lips. “Just wait
a sec, baby. I want to get your clothes off.”

Okay, she could get down with that plan,
especially if it involved him taking his clothes off, too. She’d
waited long enough, and it was way past time she saw Jake Miller in
all his naked glory.

He quickly unzipped her skirt. She raised her
hips so he could pull it down her legs, taking her panties with it.
He helped her sit up, whisking off her top and bra, leaving her
naked beneath his fiercely hot gaze.

“Wow,” she whispered, devastated by how sexy,
how
intense
he looked as his gaze tracked over her body. She
was just about to suggest he get naked too, when he pushed her legs
wide and came down between them.

Maddie cried out when his mouth fastened her
clit. She arched her hips, straining for more as he sucked her,
then thrust his tongue right up inside her. Driven by helpless
need, she drew her knees back, holding them wide, silently begging
Jake for everything he could give. She’d never been able to relate
to some of the more extravagant romantic metaphors like
quivering flesh
, but damn, that was
exactly
what was
happening down there right now—her clit, her insides,
everything
felt like it was quivering under the onslaught of
Jake’s tongue.

In fact, every fiber of her body felt
weirdly, gloriously electrified, as a passion hotter than she’d
ever known danced under her skin. Jake was totally possessing her,
consuming her, with his mouth, his tongue, his big body pushing her
thighs wide. She’d wanted him to take control, to make love to her
like no one had ever done, and boy-oh-boy was he doing it.

Worth taking a risk over? Hell, that wasn’t
even a question anymore.

Spiraling higher, she practically screamed
with ecstasy as his skillful tongue raked over her clit. She
grabbed his head and held it, caught up in a storm of sensation.
Instinctively, he seemed to know how to please her, slowly,
relentlessly building the pressure until she felt ready to fly
apart.