Spring Training by Stacey Lynn Rhodes Page B

erection but purposely avoiding contact, was driving him crazy. He cupped her head with his hand, forcing back the impulse to move her mouth to where he wanted it, and instead loosened her ponytail band, gently removing it to allow her hair to flow down her bare back.
    Just then, she glanced up at him from under her lashes, gave him a smile and…stood.
    Damn.
    He waited for her lead, trembling a bit with the effort of his restraint.
    “I thought we were taking a shower,” she reminded him with an evil smile as she turned away to enter the bathroom.
    “Oh, you are so gonna get it,” he growled, stalking after her, patience at an end.
    He reached around her and flipped the shower on, adjusting it to the perfect temperature setting then urging her inside, stepping in close behind her.
    They took turns shampooing and rinsing their hair under the spray, sliding slowly past one another to exchange places, then began the fun process of ‘washing’ one another. Standing so near, Teri seemed so small. Her confidence, maturity and presence tended to make him forget how tiny she was.
    “You’re such a cute little thing,” he teased as they soaped up, loving her reaction as he got the arched brow. “How do you do that with just one eyebrow?”
    “It’s a gift. And I’m not a ‘cute little thing’. Hardly,” she scoffed, tossing her head. “You’re just big.” She grabbed his erection in a soapy hand, and he almost broke a sweat. “Mmm, and wide too.”
    “Ah, Teri, the things you say.” He loved her playful sexiness. Hell, he loved everything about her. How lucky was he to have her come knocking on his door at such a crappy time in his life?
    He pulled her against him, feeling their slick bodies come together, and dipped his head to take her mouth in a lush kiss she returned in full measure.
    “God, I just want to pick you up and nail you right against the wall,” he muttered as he spread his legs to fit them together even tighter.
    “Why don’t you?” she invited huskily, and for a brief, wonderful moment, he couldn’t think of a single reason why not.
    The water pressure suddenly strengthened, and reason came flooding back with it. They looked at each other regretfully, but when Aaron would have turned off the water to get out, she stopped him. “Wait.”
    Once again, he was treated to the sight of Teri on her knees, but this time the teasing playfulness was gone, replaced by a woman on a mission. He tried to protest, pull her back to her feet, but she refused to budge. She cupped his ball sac in one gentle hand as the other fisted the base of his cock and gave a pump as she wrapped her lips around the head, taking him into that heavenly wet heat.
    Aaron dropped back against the wall with a thud and spread his legs even more. Teri flicked her tongue repeatedly just under the head then ran it around the ridge in each direction before slipping her lips down his shaft to where they met her hand. The visual was proving too much, and he could feel the tension building at the base of his spine.
    She looked up at him, her eyes smiling as she repeatedly took his cock as far down as her encircling hand, then provided exquisite suction on the way back up, bringing him to the edge of control. He teetered there for a few moments before her finger slipped back and firmly stroked his perineum. That new sensation overwhelmed his efforts to hold back, and he crossed his arms to keep from grabbing her head to hold her in place.
    “I’m there, babe,” he warned hoarsely, but she didn’t pull away, giving one more of those breathtaking strokes behind his balls then he was coming and there was no place to escape from her attention. The very thought that she hadn’t pulled back, that she had taken what he had to give, sent an extra, hard pulse through his cock. She gently milked him until the sensation was too much, then finally let him pull her to her feet and up against him.
    “I’m sorry.”
    He got the eyebrow from