Waiting On The One (Player Loves Curves Book 3) Page 3

  I about choke on my spoon. “What? Your mom that has been married four times. You’re letting her fix you up on a date?”

  She’s instantly shaking her head. “Gah, I know, trust me I know, I may find a way to get out of it.”

  I sit up straighter and this time I point my spoon at her. “No, you’re going on that date. You haven’t been out in forever. Just go. It’s not like you’re marrying the guy or anything. What’s one date going to hurt?”

  She rolls her eyes. “You did hear me say it’s someone my mom picked out, right?”

  I laugh and turn on the television to watch some reality shows. It’s our guilty pleasure and we usually get together to watch it on the dvr. “I heard that, but I still think you should do it.”

  We hang out for a few hours and when my phone rings, I turn the ID toward Naomi showing her that it’s Reagan. She smiles real big. “That’s my cue to go.”

  I holler, “Thanks for the ice cream” as she grabs her purse and waves at me from the door.

  I hit the button on my phone. “Hey, Reagan.”

  He sighs deeply into the phone. “Hey, honey. I’ve missed you.”

  I keep the conversation with him brief. I can hear some of the guys in the background and don’t want to keep him long. However, I do make sure to invite him over for dinner the next night. After he promises he’ll be here, I tell him good night and as soon as I hang up, I work on my plan to seduce Reagan Kline.

  7

  Reagan

  I pull into her driveway and my phone dings. “Come on in. The door’s open.”

  I rush out of the car, excited to see her. It’s been four days since I’ve seen Jackie and although we’ve talked every day, it hasn’t been the same.

  Opening the door, I call out, “Honey, I’m home.” And just as I say it, I can’t help but think how right it sounds.

  “I’m in here,” she calls. I follow her voice into the dining room. The lights are low and when I walk in, the glow of the candlelight is the only thing illuminating the room. Her back is to me and she’s lighting more candles, dressed in a sexy black nightie.

  I stop instantly and almost fall to my knees. The sight of her takes my breath away. I’m so hard, I can’t walk and I sit down in the closest chair. “You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, Jackie Herald.” And even as I say the words, I can feel in the sweat of my palms and the racing of my heart.

  Even in the dim light, I can tell she blushes. “I’m glad you’re here,” she tells me as she tries to walk by to go get the dinner out of the kitchen.

  I put my arm out and catch her around the waist. “Where do you think you’re going?”

  I watch as her breasts rise and fall as she takes a deep breath. “I thought you’d be hungry.”

  I start to salivate. “I am hungry. Hungry for you.” I fall to my knees in front of her. Ever since our second date, when I painted her hips and thighs, all I’ve thought about is tasting her. I nuzzle my nose along her panty-clad pussy and inhale her scent deeply. The clean, musky scent makes me ravenous and I pull her panties down her legs. I muscle my way between her legs and her hands are on my shoulders. I move her around, positioning her on the edge of the table but I still can’t get close enough to her. I lift her leg, dropping it over my shoulder before I kiss her mound. It’s a tentative kiss, but her hips jerk like it was more. Her response to me causes me to leak precum in my pants, but I don’t care. I open my mouth and kiss her again before stroking my tongue through her wet, swollen slit. Her hands go to my hair and she holds me to her until she’s bucking against my tongue.

  Her juices are dripping on my chin, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I want her on me. I want her on all of me.

  I grip her thighs and circle her little bundle of nerves with my tongue. I can feel her body tauten against me and I know she’s close. She’s begging me, saying my name over and over, wanting me to push her over the edge. This has been a long time coming and I don’t hold anything back. I give her everything she wants and when she finally crests over, I latch on to her until she’s climaxing against me and her whole body is trembling.

  Afterwards, I move to the chair and pull her to my lap. I whisper everything I’m thinking while she comes down from her orgasm. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known.” “I love having my mouth on you.” “Your taste drives me wild.” I could go on all night and the way she’s stroking my chest with her hands has me harder than a steel rod. I kiss her cheek finally and tell her, “I better go.”

  Alarmed, she gasps. “Leave? What about dinner? What about you?” She moves her ass against me, letting me know that she feels my cock locked and loaded against her hip.

  Jackie

  I can’t believe he says he’s leaving. I’ve held back this long, but now I can’t. I get up from his lap and put my hand on my hip, staring down at him. Maybe it’s the emotion of just orgasming, or maybe because I just have to know, but I ask him, “Do you not want to have sex with me?”

  He leans forward and puts his head in his hand. He’s taking deep breaths and I’m wondering if he’s going to tell me what’s going on. I reach my hand out and touch his shoulder. “What is it, Reagan? I need to know. I mean, I think you like me, at least you act like you do, but why do you always end up pushing me away?”

  He leans back in his chair and stares at me. His eyes go from my bare feet, up my legs, my waist, my breasts and finally land on my face. “I want you,” he tells me in his rough voice. He runs his hands down his legs before crossing them over his chest. “I met Diane Major in high school and went out with her all through college. We were engaged and then I found out she was screwing around with other guys, just not with me.”

  “Well, she was stupid,” I blurt out.

  He smiles and holds his hand out to me. I grab it, but he doesn’t pull me toward him. He just looks at our combined hands before continuing. “We were supposed to be saving ourselves for each other and well, I’ve never experienced the full act of sex. I’d honored her wish to wait until we were married and never cheated on her. Uh, this has left me in the highly awkward fucking situation of being a grown-ass man who is technically a virgin.”

  My mouth drops and I wait for him to start laughing, like he’s telling me a joke, but he doesn’t. His face is sincere and the way he’s looking at me, I know he’s telling the truth. “You’re a virgin?” I ask him, just to clarify.

  He winces, but nods his head.

  I pull him up from the chair and put my arms around his waist. Squeezing him tight, I can feel his hard-on pressed against my belly. I rest my chin on his chest and look up at him. “Are you planning on waiting until you’re married?”

  He shakes his head. “No, it’s not that. It’s just I never found anyone I wanted to lose it to… until now.”

  Hope rises in my chest. “So you want to have sex with me?”

  He leans down and kisses my forehead. “More than anything in this fuckin’ world.”

  We stare into each other’s eyes and before I lose my nerve, I pull him to the kitchen and turn off all the burners. I walk with him right behind me down the hallway and into my bedroom. When we get next to the bed, I start to remove my clothes and don’t stop until I’m completely naked in front of him. “Well, I want you too. I’ve been dying to be with you and it would mean the world to me to be your first.”

  He glances up and down my body and my nipples harden at the attention. I’m hot, wanting him to touch me, and he cups my face. “And my last, Jackie. You may be my first, but I want you to be my last too.”

  His words hit me right in the chest. “I want that too.”

  He kisses me and I work on getting his clothes off while he nuzzles and sucks on my breast. When I have him completely naked, I lean down to take him in my mouth, but he stops me.

  8

  Reagan

  I know if she puts her mouth on me, I won’t last a minute. I pull her by the shoulders until she’s standing up against me. Ski
n on skin, I savor the feel of her soft body pressed against me. My body is trembling because I’ve never had a raging arousal like this.

  It’s almost like I can see her heart beating the way her chest is pounding. I cover her with my hand and the fast beating of her heart calms me because then I know it’s not just me that is overcome.

  I may have held off, but right here in this moment, I know that Jackie is exactly what I want. I walk her backwards until the back of her knees hit the bed. I lay her down on the bed and stand over her, staring at her large breasts, her thick waist and ample thighs. I want to cover every inch of her body with kisses and then start again.

  I caress her knees and then push my hands up her legs and part her thighs. She gasps but opens her legs for me. Stroking my hand through her core, she soaks my finger. She slides farther up the bed and holds her hands out for me. “I’m ready, Reagan. I’m more than ready.” I go to her then, crawling to her on my knees, and just looking at her almost makes me lose all thought.

  “I don’t have a condom,” I tell her.

  She lifts up on her arms. “I don’t either. But I’m on the pill and I’m clean.”

  I pull her hips until I’m closer to her and she’s seated on my legs. I line myself up at her core and just the tightness on the tip of my cock has me about ready to explode. Pushing farther in, I look up at her face and there’s a flicker of nervousness that disappears as quickly as it appears. She smiles at me encouragingly.

  Knowing I won’t last, not this first time, I cover her clit with my fingers and circle her slowly. I test out the different pressure and when she moans and lifts her hips, I give her more of the same. She’s gripping the sheets as her hips give tiny little thrusts and with each one, I push deeper into her hot channel. When I reach a barrier, she freezes underneath and tries to shift away from me. I grip her hips, holding her still. “Look at me, honey.”

  Her eyes shift up to mine but they are unreadable. “You’re a virgin. Why didn’t you tell me?”

  She juts her chin at me in response.

  I slap my hand gently against her thigh before sliding it back to her mound. “Talk to me. I’m about to explode and I don’t want this to end before we even get started.”

  She strokes her hand along my thigh and finally answers me softly. “Well, because I didn’t want you to tell me no. I know it’s your first time and I didn’t want to add to the pressure.”

  “You silly girl,” I say to her before I bend down and capture her lips with mine. The kiss is hot and ignites the fire in me even more than was already stoked. When I pull away from her, I kiss down her chest and tell her between kisses, “There’s nothing that is going to stop me now.”

  Her hips flex at my words, pulling me deeper inside her again until I’m right up against that thin layer of skin that separates us. “I’m going to have to hurt you, but I promise I’ll make it better.”

  Her big green eyes are wide as saucers as she nods her head at me.

  My fingers dig into her hips as I pummel may way through. Her face is scrunched up in pain as I bottom out in her and then hold my hips steady. “Breathe, Jackie. You have to breathe, honey.”

  She blows out the breath that she’s been holding and I still myself against the tight grip her pussy has on my cock. It’s like it’s in a vise and I’m barely hanging on. “I won’t move until you’re okay.”

  She reaches for me and lifts her hips a little. I gasp at the friction she causes as she moves. “I’m okay,” she tells me and smiles.

  I don’t move, though. I want this to be good for her and I know if I move, it’s going to be over. I reach between us and circle her clit with my fingers until I can feel her body tensing underneath me. I start to move in and out of her and she grabs the sheets and clenches them between her fingers. She moves to meet me and every thrust is like a sweet torture. She thrashes underneath me and when she climaxes, she takes me over the edge until I’m thrusting in and out, shooting my seed deep inside her. I don’t stop until she’s drained me dry and we’re both gasping for breath.

  I hold my body over hers and stare down at her. She’s beautiful, but right now with the sweat glistening her brow and her swollen lips, she’s breathtaking. “Are you okay?”

  She opens her eyes and stares up at me before cupping my jaw. “I’m perfect.”

  I chuckle then. “Yes, yes you are.”

  I pull out of her slowly and she grimaces. I make quick work of cleaning both of us up before I climb into bed beside her. With her pressed up against me, my length is already growing again. Surprise shows on her face, but I just shake my head. “Don’t worry. I know you’re sore. I can wait.”

  I thread our legs together and pull her against me with her head under my chin and against my heart. “I’m glad I waited for you,” I mumble into her hair.

  I can feel her lips raise into a smile against my skin. “Me too.”

  9

  Jackie

  It’s the bottom of the ninth inning and the Mavericks are down by one run. We have two outs, a runner on third and Reagan is up to bat. I can’t even breathe I’m so nervous for him. The first pitch is a swing and a miss. I clench my hands together in front of me and close my eyes. When I hear the ball hit the mitt again, there is a groan from the crowd around me, and I know it was another strike. I raise my head and say a silent prayer that he hits the ball. The pitcher takes his time and when the ball leaves his hand, I suck in a breath and hold it. It’s a curve ball that dropped fast and Reagan swung and missed again. The third strike and the end of the ballgame.

  Reagan drops his head and walks toward the dugout. At the last minute, he lifts his eyes to me and gives me a wink before disappearing behind the wall. Remembering how Carter acted when he struck out, I’m already preparing myself for a rough night. Reagan and I had plans to meet up at my house after the game, but I’m guessing he may not be in the mood.

  I gather my things up and drive back to my house, not waiting for him outside the clubhouse like I normally would.

  An hour later, my doorbell rings. I open it and Reagan smiles at me briefly before I step back and let him in. He’s on edge and I fidget my hands in front of me. I know he’s in a foul mood and I’m ready for him to be a jerk like Carter would’ve been. “I’m sorry about the game.”

  He just shrugs his shoulders. “Where’d you go? I figured you would’ve waited for me.”

  I reach out for him then because it’s what I wanted to do in the first place but held back. I make a quick decision that however he reacts, I’m going to deal with it. I put my arms around his waist. “Well, I figured you would not be in the mood for company.”

  He pulls my hair back and holds it in his hand at the nape of my neck. “You’re not company.”

  I laugh. “You know what I mean.”

  His smile disappears and he shakes his head. “No. Whether I win or lose, I want you with me, honey.”

  I slide my hands up his chest and wrap them around his neck, pulling him down to me. “I’m good with that,” I whisper right before I touch my lips to his.

  He pulls my skirt up and yanks my panties down my legs. “As a matter of fact, I hate to lose, but I couldn’t get the thought of you out of my head. Seeing you, having you, puts all of it into perspective.”

  He unzips his pants and his hard cock pops out as he pulls his pants and underwear down his hips. He doesn’t step out of them. Instead, he lifts me up and holds me over him until I’m settled and impaled on him. I moan at the hot friction of him sliding deep inside me.

  Groaning, I moan against his lips, “Yeah, I guess losing isn’t so bad.”

  He pulls back and stares into my eyes. “I never lose as long as I have you.”

  10

  Reagan

  I’m about tired of listening to Carter run his mouth from the bench, but I’m not going to get into it with him. I’m not surprised that he’s all burned up with jealousy that Jackie and I are in the tabloids as baseball’s cutest couple. I kno
w that he’s just jealous that he fucked it up with Jackie and he doesn’t deserve her.

  We’re in the third game of the series and after last night’s loss, I figured I would be stressed out today. But Jackie took care of that. I’m more relaxed than I’ve ever been and when we get to the bottom of the ninth, I know we’re going to win it. I hit a two-run homerun earlier to take the lead and when Anderson from the Devils hits a pop-up straight to me, I catch it with ease to end the ballgame. As I jog to the dugout, I wave at Jackie. I’m hoping after last night, she realizes that I want her to wait on me this time.

  I shower quickly and then go to the clubhouse to make an appearance. While I’m there, waiting for Jackie, Carter pushes one of the slutty clubhouse bunnies on me who’s in a bikini covered in whipped cream.

  I try to get out of the way, but I fall into a chair and take the woman down with me. Surprised, the woman straddles my lap and starts to dance. I put my hands on her to get her off of me but at that exact moment is when I see Jackie come into the clubhouse to congratulate me. She’s standing in the doorway and her smile drops from her face. I manage to get the woman off me, but the damage is done.

  I chase after Jackie, calling her name, but she doesn’t stop. I finally catch up to her at the end of the tunnel and I grab on to her arm to stop her.

  “No!” she screams at me. She turns to face me and her face is filled with anguish. Tears are pouring from her eyes and I can feel my heart breaking in two seeing her this way.

  I release her but beg her to listen to me. “Please, Jackie. You know that wasn’t me. I’m not like that.”