TakeMeattheBallgame by Cassandra Carr Page B

monthly. It seemed they
were alone again, but it wasn’t until she leaned over his shoulder and squeezed
his already erect cock through his pants that he dared to dream there’d be a
repeat of the events of the other night.
    Sydney turned his chair herself and had his dick down her
throat before he could even think, and a long, low groan worked its way out of
his chest. He really hadn’t gone into tonight thinking this would happen
again—he figured he’d see Sydney and she’d pretend nothing had gone on, but now
that it was happening, goddamn if he was going to stop her from giving his cock
another good suck.
    Her hair was in low pigtails tonight and he vaguely wondered
if she’d done that on purpose to play into a schoolgirl fantasy. Her team polo
shirt and long, black shorts weren’t risqué or indecent, but he still found
himself mentally undressing her as she went to town on his dick. He wondered
what her tits would look like—would they be as high and firm as they looked?
Dark-brown or light-pink nipples? Did she like to have them pinched or sucked?
He almost asked her, but the sound died in his throat as she took him deep and
he felt his cock head bump against the soft palate in the back of her mouth.
    She was practically wagging her ass as she sucked him and he
wondered if he should try to fuck her tonight. Just for shits and giggles he’d
thrown a couple of condoms in his computer bag and now he was grateful he had.
If she let him fuck her and he didn’t have a condom he might be willing to rob
a convenience store to get one.
    For right now he was planning to let her do whatever she
wanted to his dick—it felt too fucking good to stop her. She licked and nibbled
and sucked her way up one side of his shaft and down the other. He’d had no
idea his cock was a damn playground.
    “I love making you crazy,” she told him before taking one of
his balls into her mouth and tugging gently. He almost came off the chair, but
managed to remain seated through sheer force of will.
    “Shit! Warn a guy!”
    “Sorry,” she mumbled as she moved to the other ball. She
began jacking his dick while she played tongue pool with his aching sac.
Finally he couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed on to those pigtails, forcing
her back on his cock.
    “Suck it.”
    With a little smile, she sank down onto his shaft again and
he let out a shaky breath. Sydney would be the death of him, but what a way to
go.
    This time he lasted a little longer and managed to strangle
out a warning before shooting his load into her willing mouth. She actually
slurped as she struggled to swallow all he gave her, and he forced himself to
loosen his hands on her hair, moving them to the arms of the chair. “That was…I
have no words.” He almost added “baby” at the end, but wasn’t sure how she
would react to the endearment. He barked out a laugh as he considered how odd
it was he was worried about that when he’d just shot down her throat.
    “What?” She leaned back on her heels and smiled up at him,
her eyes sparkling with mischief.
    “Nothing.” A blush bloomed and he felt about seventeen. He
laughed again as he remembered she wasn’t that far from a teenager herself.
What the fuck was he doing with her? He knew the answer to that question,
though—getting damn good head.
    “It’s not nothing. Tell me.” She pouted and he had a sudden
urge to kiss her, to take her swollen bottom lip between his teeth and tug. But
their relationship didn’t seem to be about kissing and cuddling.
    “Seriously, not a big deal. It just occurred to me that
we’ve done this twice now and I still don’t know your last name.” The lie
rolled off his tongue smooth as silk.
    “It’s Wilson.”
    “Sydney Wilson. I like it.”
    She rose to her feet gracefully. “Glad you approve.”
    He glanced down at himself once she was on her feet. His now
soft dick was resting on his belly and he hurried to right his clothing. Most
likely no one was around, but