Catching to Win (Over the Fence #3) by Carrie Aarons

Author:Carrie Aarons [Aarons, Carrie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0182FF43M
Published: 2015-12-01T00:00:00+00:00

14

Clint

When the airport taxi pulled into the driveway, I nearly broke the door off its hinges racing out. I hadn’t seen Kelsey in a week. I was on a high from winning the most prestigious college baseball series in the world. And I was horny.

I was getting her naked and on her back ASAP.

Except of course when I went stomping through the house like a bear just coming out of hibernation, she was nowhere to be found. Fuck.

I walked back to my room, head hung and dick overly hard. This was her fault. She’d turned me into this walking erection, and now she wasn’t around to help solve the problem.

Sniffing at my shirt, I smelled plane rankness and Omaha dirt. Gross. Maybe it was a good thing Kelsey seemed to be MIA at the moment, because I needed a fucking shower.

I was squeezing my all-in-one shampoo, conditioner and soap into my hand from the bottle when I heard the bathroom door open and shut.

“Parker, Jesus I’m in the shower. Are you deaf? You really couldn’t hear that. I told you last time, no pissing in here while I’m showering.”

“You let Parker take a leak at the same time you were naked, in the shower?”

That sultry, rough voice jolts me so hard that I drop the bottle. Ripping back the curtain, I’m greeted to the best sight I’ve seen in a week. And that’s after being handed the championship trophy.

Kelsey stood on the tile in jean shorts and a boyfriend-style white button up. Those red locks were crazy and wild, like she’d been running her hands through them all day. Her eye line dropped to my dick, which was still semi-hard thanks to not getting any relief earlier.

“Mind if I join you?” She toyed with the hem of her white button up.

“Why the fuck aren’t you in here yet?”

She moved like lightening unzipping her shorts and pulling her panties off with them. As she walked towards the shower she slowly started unbuttoning her shirt. And then she was stepping delicately in, the white material soaking through and revealing her hard nipples like cherries on top of all that whipped cream flesh.

“Jesus Christ…” I bite back a groan as I attacked her.

I caught her lush lips up in mine and slammed her body against the tile, cradling her neck and back with my hands. Our tongues tangled in an erotic fight while I nudged my cock into her thigh as hard as I could, seeking relief.

She came up for breath. “I guess this means you didn’t get any on the road, then?”

Sliding my hand down her side, over the swell of her breast and to the flare in her hips, I continue all the way down until I have two fingers inside her. There, that should answer her question.

“You know better than to ask that.” I work her clit over with my palm and hear the rough moan that rips from her throat. God, I missed her.

She digs her fingernails, as red as her hair at this present moment, into my back and I make a guttural noise at the pain.

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