Do Not Fall For The Baseball Captains (Victoria and Elijah) novel Chapter 155

Chapter 155

Victoria’s POV

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When his mouth met mine, it was slow, unhurried, and deep. His palms moved up my back, pulling me flush against his chest, catching the small breath I let out against his mouth.

I tangled my fingers in his hair, leaning into his warmth, letting the stillness of the room push away any lingering nervous energy about the week ahead.

He shifted, leaning back onto the mattress and taking me with him.

I settled over his hips, my dress pooling around us as his hands slid down to my thighs, his thumb stroking smooth lines against my bare skin.

His hands moved up, finding the zipper at the back of my dress. He pulled it down with care, his knuckles trailing over my spine, sending a soft shiver through my skin.

I shifted back just enough to slip my arms out of the sleeves, letting the fabric drop to my waist.

Elijah reached up, his fingers brushing my neck before cupping the side of my face, his thumb running over my lower lip.

“You are incredible,” he whispered, his eyes dark and completely focused on me.

Warmth rushed to my face.

A shy smile tugged at my lips as I rested my forehead against his for a heartbeat.

He lifted himself slightly and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it somewhere onto the floor without looking.

My palms drifted over his shoulders, feeling the familiar strength beneath my fingertips before he drew me

back into another kiss.

This one was deeper, slower and longer.

His hands settled at my waist, holding me close as his lips wandered from mine to the curve of my jaw and the side of my neck, each kiss making my heartbeat a little harder to ignore.

“I don’t think I’m ever going to stop wanting to hold you.”

My smile softened.

“That’s a good thing.” I lifted my head just enough to steal another kiss.

“Just don’t forget about me when your teammates kidnap you for the whole trip.”

He chuckled.

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“As if they’d stand a chance,” he answered, holding me close.

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Elijah’s tenderness didn’t last long. The way I was perched on his thighs, the friction of my dress against his jeans, and the heat radiating between us turned the mood from sweet to starving.

I shifted, grinding my pelvis against him, and felt the thick, hard length of his cock straining against the denim.

Elijah groaned, the sound vibrating against my collarbone. He didn’t waste another second.

His hands slid under the hem of my dress, bunching the fabric up around my waist until my thighs were bare.

He fingers hooked into the lace of my panties and yanked them to the side, exposing me to the cool air of the room for only a heartbeat before his warm palm pressed against my center.

“Fuck, you’re already soaking,” he breathed, his voice rough.

He slid two fingers deep inside me in one smooth motion. I gasped, arching my back as he found my G–spot, hooking his fingers upward.

I was dripping, my walls clamping tight around him, milking his fingers as I chased the friction.

He didn’t let up, his thumb finding my clit and rubbing in tight, punishing circles that made my toes curl.

“I need to feel you,” I whimpered, my hands frantically working at his belt.

I managed to undo the buckle and slide his zipper down, reaching inside to wrap my fingers around him.

He was scorching, his cock pulsing in my grip, the head already slick with pre–cum.

I stroked him firmly, watching his expression tighten, his jaw clenching as he fought for control.

Elijah pushed me back slightly, just enough to shove his jeans and boxers down his thighs. He looked up at me, his eyes hooded and predatory.

He grabbed my hips, pulling me forward and guiding the head of his cock to my entrance.

“Take it,” he commanded.

I sank down slowly, the stretch intense and filling.

I felt every ridge of him as he slid inside, stretching my pussy wide until I was seated fully on him, our pelvises slamming together. I let out a long, shaky breath, my internal muscles squeezing him tight.

“Fuck, Victoria…” he hissed, his hands digging into my ass to hold me in place.

I started to move, lifting my hips and dropping back down, riding him with a desperate hunger.

Each downward thrust buried him deeper, the head of his cock hitting deep in cervix, sending sparks through my entire body.

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I leaned forward, my breasts brushing his chest, my nipples hard and sensitive against his skin.

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Elijah began to thrust upward, meeting my descent with powerful, driving strokes. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the quiet room.

He reached up, grabbing one of my breasts and squeezing it hard, his thumb flicking my nipple while he hammered into me.

“Tell me who you belong to,” he groaned, his pace increasing, the strokes becoming shorter and more violent.

“Elijah, please, I’m close…”

He didn’t slow down. He gripped my hips with bruising force, tilting my pelvis to hit that one spot perfectly.

I screamed his name, burying my face in his neck as my vision clouded. The feeling of him filling me, combined with the peak of my climax, was overwhelming.

Elijah let out a guttural roar, his body stiffening as he delivered a few final, deep thrusts. I felt him throb inside me, the hot, thick jets of his cum pumping deep into my womb, filling me up until it began to leak out and coat our thighs.

Elijah’s eyes snapped open instantly. He turned his head, staring at me with a look of genuine confusion, his brow furrowed.

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“I’m serious,” I said, turning fully on my side to face him, leaning my head on my hand. “I’m just… thinking. About things.”

“It’s just… I was thinking about Trinity,” I said carefully, watching his expression closely. “I don’t mean to sound mean or critical, but… facts are facts. She isn’t ugly, but…” I paused, picking my words carefully, trying to figure out how to phrase it without coming across badly.

“She just…”

“She’s average,” Elijah finished for me, a very subtle, almost smug smile touching the corner of his lips as he looked at me.

“I was going to say she doesn’t fit what people usually call striking. But yeah.” I looked at him, my brow pulling together. “So why her?”

Elijah’s smile faded into something quieter, more introspective. He looked up at the ceiling, resting one hand behind his head.

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