Throwing Love #5 (The Throwing Love Romance Series - Book #5) (4 page)

“Yes, sweetheart. I know. I'm sorry for treating you the way
I did, you don't deserve it.”

He moved into me again and kissed me. His tongue found mine
and I felt complete once again. I needed Bennett in so many different ways. I
was falling deeply and madly in love with him. When our lips touched, everything
between us just ignited. It was a wonderful feeling, one that I didn't want to
ever go away.

Our kisses grew deeper and Bennett's hands found their way
to my butt, where he squeezed my cheeks. I moaned softly. I had missed his sexy
touch and I wanted more of it.

“Oh, Bennett, I missed you so much.”

“Baby, you have no idea how much I missed you. I can't stop
thinking about the last time we were together. You are an incredible woman and
being with you is always so much fun. I don't want to lose you.”

“You won't,” I whispered.

I pulled him towards my bedroom and pushed him through the
door. I closed it behind me and my lips found his once again. We kissed
passionately, electricity making us one all over again.

“Oh, I love your kisses, Bennett.”

“Right back at you, babe. You're a great kisser.”

“Well, thank you.” I giggled. “Do you want to know what else
I like?”

“What?” His eyebrows were raised and he had a sweet smile on
his face.

I got down on my knees and I undid Bennett's pants and slid
down the zipper slowly. I liked to drag it out for a bit to torture him. A
little torture never hurt anyone. I pulled his semi hard cock out and licked it
from the bottom to the top. I put his whole cock in my mouth and sucked until
he was rock hard. I felt him grow hard in my mouth, loving how powerful it made
me feel. My tongue slid around the tip of his cock as he moaned. The taste of
him turned me on, and I loved the fact that I could bring him so much pleasure
with my mouth. His cock hit the back of my throat multiple times, and I just
kept on sucking. I knew I was good at it, but his moans just electrified me
that much more. I could tell by the sounds he was making that he was building
up to a climax and he instantly spilled his cum down my throat. I licked my lips
and smiled up at him. “Wow, baby, that was amazing.”

“Anything for you, baby.”

“Now it's your turn,” he said as he smiled back down at me.
I got up from the floor and grabbed his hand, pulling him to the bed. I lay
down and lifted my skirt up. He licked my pussy straight up like he was licking
an ice cream cone. It was my favorite part. He started sucking on my clit, and
I tensed all over as I came quickly, spilling out into his mouth. He licked up
the wetness on my pussy and went back to sucking on my clit. He always gave me
multiple orgasms; he never just stopped at one. He inserted two fingers while
he sucked my clit, causing me to gasp. My moans were driving him crazy and he
could barely contain himself as I came again.

“Oh. Emmi, you sound so sexy. I love it.”

He wasn't finished with me yet, though. He pounded his
fingers into me hard as I arched back, forcing my hips to meet his thrusts. I
screamed as an orgasm ripped through my body. I panted as he took his fingers
out and put them in his mouth to clean them up.

“Oh God, Bennett, that's so sexy.”

After I came for the third time, I thought that we were done
for the night. A little oral sex was more than fine with me. We had always gone
to sex, sticking with oral was fun, as well. But Bennett had others plans. “I’m
ready to fuck you now, Emmi.”

That was the best thing I had heard all night and something
I had been waiting forever since he had shown up that afternoon.

He entered me in the missionary position. He placed my legs
up on his shoulders so that he could get really deep inside me. He moved slowly
inside me, making my pussy throb every time he went in deep.

“Bennett, your cock feels so good. I can't get enough of it.
God, this feels good.”

He pushed into me, picking up the pace, and I came against
his cock, making him hornier than ever. He came at the same time as me, which
excited me immensely.

“Oh God, Bennett that was so good. All of it, I loved it.”

He rolled off of me and lay next to me, exhausted. “Who says
a quickie can't be great.”

I giggled. “It was delicious. Thank you.”

“Oh, believe me, I should be thanking you. That was
incredible.”

“What do you say we get some cuddling time in before my
game?”

I smiled and nuzzled into him, loving every idea that he
had.

“Actually, I change my mind, I want some more.” I giggled.

“Well, the lady shall get whatever she wants.”

I started stroking his cock once again. He felt great in my
hands and he was all mine. I was using a different method that time, almost
kneading it instead of stroking it. It didn't matter either way, I felt him
growing hard in my hands. My soft mouth went on his cock and he moaned loudly
as I slid over his cock slowly. I sucked him painfully slow, making him throb.
He was moaning, and the sound was making me wet all over again. I wanted him,
needed to feel him inside me once again. His cock was rock hard in my mouth and
I wanted him inside me. I took my mouth off and climbed on top of him
straddling him.

“Hey there, handsome. I want to go for a ride.”

He was grinning at me, and his handsome smile drove me wild.

I sat down on his cock and rocked into him, riding his cock
as if I were late for something. He was so deep within me that it caused me to
moan with each thrust. He was thick and hard and so deep that I gasped when he
moved his hips into my thrusts.

“Oh God, Emmi, what are you doing to my cock, baby, that's
so good. Oh, I love when you ride me, baby.”

“You feel fantastic, Bennett. I can't get enough of your
cock.”

His moans were making me crazy. I could feel a build-up inside
of me and I knew an orgasm was coming.

I continued grinding his cock with my pussy and my arms were
above my head as I rode his cock. Seeing Bennett beneath me with ecstasy
written all over his face was making me so turned on.

“Oh, Bennett, baby, I'm going to cum.”

“I'm right there with you, sweetheart. Let’s do it
together.”

I moaned loudly as an orgasm crashed through me. I shuddered
as delicious ripples of pleasure went through my whole body. Bennett felt
amazing and I cried out his name.

“Darling, I'm going to explode.” I felt him spill into me as
I continued to ride him throughout his orgasm. When he was finished, I
collapsed on his chest, feeling very spent. I rolled over and lay on the bed
beside him.

“Now we can cuddle.”

He took me in his arms and I felt so safe there.

Chapter Six

Bennett and I lay in bed together in each other’s arms. It
had been a really long time since I felt that good. It wasn't just the sex; it
was everything. Being with Bennett and every single way was the best part of any
day. I was so glad that we had been able to get back on track. And we were able
to do it without getting into a major fight, which was a good thing. Seeing
Bennett at my door had been a surprise, ending up in bed with him again had
been an even bigger surprise. But it was all good. I couldn't have asked for a
better day. This was what I wanted most in my life, Bennett beside me in my
bed.

As much as we wanted to lie in bed together for the entire
evening, we both knew that we couldn't. Bennett had a game to play, and I had
to write about it, which meant that we had to get out of that bed quickly. That
second round of sex had taken up more time than we had thought. I smiled at the
thought of what had happened between us. Yummy! It had been a delicious afternoon.
I almost wished he didn't have a game to play; I wanted to return to bed with
Bennett and try some new positions. I also wanted to snuggle with him for the
rest of the day. That would have been amazing. But alas, my superstar needed to
get to his game and rock the crowd’s world. That was what he needed to do in
order to be great. I wanted to be by his side and see him do just that. I was
going to write an incredible article. That way he would get some great
exposure.

We both got dressed as quickly as possible, sharing smiles
as we did so. I felt so close to Bennett in that moment and it surprised me how
far we had grown apart over the past month and how easily it was to get back on
track when we both really wanted that. I never wanted us to get back off track
again. I just want to be with Bennett – possibly forever if I got the
chance. He was everything I ever wanted in a man and I had been foolish to
almost lose him.

The game was going to start soon, but we couldn't drive
together. Bennett needed to get there early and would need to do what he had to
do without worrying about giving me a ride there. So I would ride there
separately, which wasn't a big deal to me. I knew I would see him later. Things
were starting to work out the way that they were supposed to. I was feeling
really good about how the day had gone between us. My only regret was I didn't
realize sooner the kind of mistake that I was about to make with him. I had
been foolish to try to make him choose between his career and me and even if he
had chosen me, he wouldn't have been as happy as he could be with both. That
was something I really need to realize, that it wasn't just about me or even
just about the love that I had for Bennett. It was about both of us having a
life separately doing the things that we love, while still being together in a
relationship and loving that part of things, as well. I didn't need to make
Bennett choose between his career and me. I needed to embrace his love of
baseball as best as I could and love him anyways. Through that love, he would
find me, as well, and we would only grow stronger because of it. Everything was
going to be all right now. I had to believe in that.

I knew what I had to do now in order to make our
relationship successful. I resolved that instead of fighting with Bennett and
trying to make him choose between baseball and me, I would do the opposite and
embrace his passion as if it was my own. I knew now that he was going to take
in the consideration that I needed to be a priority, as well, so that fear was
completely gone from my mind. He was going to put the effort that he needed to
in order to make sure that not only was he happy, I was happy as well. That was
how we were going to be successful. Like he said, he wanted us to both feel
fulfilled and satisfied in the relationship and that meant that we would both
have to make certain sacrifices to make sure that we were both happy.

I was going to make even more of an effort to encourage him
with his career. Instead of being someone who was arguing against that, I
wanted to be a part of the thing that made him so happy. That way, I could get
the best of both worlds. Being with Bennett and enjoying the passion he shared,
that we both shared, for the love of baseball.

Chapter Seven

With my beer in hand, I sat in the seats watching the man
that I loved. God, I love the sport, but I love to Bennett even more. Bennett
was throwing a perfect game, not that I was surprised. The guy was all talent,
all the way.

I had some of the best seats in the house, thanks to my
father who always provided me with great seats anytime I want to go to any
baseball game. He sent them to me in advance. I would have seats available if
and when I chose to go to a game. Being around a live game made me so happy, I
couldn't imagine being anywhere else. It was rare that I ever missed the game,
and I wouldn't have it any other way. There I was, grinning like an idiot every
time Bennett pitched the ball. I was just so proud of him all the time.

There he was out in the field, looking as handsome and sexy
as I had ever seen him. His passion just brought out a huge sex appeal in him.
It was no surprise, when people are passionate about the things in their lives
they typically tend to have a glow. I loved him even more as I watched him do
the thing that made him so happy, the thing that he loved so much. It made me
embarrassed that I had ever thought that I could take this away from him and
that he would still be happy. It was a foolish thing for me to think that I
could control him in that way. I shouldn't even want to control him in that
way, this was his passion; this was the thing that he loved the most. And
although he loved me, too, he needed this in order to be happy, as well. I
wanted to be part of this journey more than anything. I wanted him to know that
I was always gonna be by his side whenever he needed me, that I wasn't going
anywhere. He would know that he had a strong woman by his side cheering him on
whenever he needed it. And he would need me in more than one way and I would
always be there for him.

Every time Bennett made a good pitch, I saw him look over at
me and smile, as though he was telling me that he was doing it all for me. And
maybe he was. His smile was sexy and it was part of what drove the crowd wild,
the female crowd, anyways. Every time he did it, I couldn't help but grin like
an idiot. I would smile back at him and the game would carry on. I would wait
for him to smile at me again before he would throw his pitch. Then he would
smile at me if the pitch went well. It was like were telling our own special
love story during that game, and no one was the wiser.