Maid For Beckett Catching The Baseball Legend’s Heart novel Chapter 114

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Chapter 114

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“You really want to know?” Beckett murmured.

“Yes,” I panted. “I do.”

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He smirked, his hand slowly gliding under my shirt to migrate across my belly, and teasingly skimming the undersi breast. Heat bloomed where he touched me. My senses were going haywire, and thoughts of Beckett making me sc name were all I could think about.

“You do, huh?” his voice turned heavy as I gasped in response to his wickedly exploring hands. “Is this why you have answered any of my calls?” he wanted to know.

This is what I had been missing this entire week: the feeling of living someone else’s life whenever I am with Beckett very reason why I hadn’t answered any of his calls. I would miss him. I would miss his touch, his warmth, and I woul o be in his arms like this.

I’ve been busy,” I reasoned with a sigh.

Busy?” he growled, tugging me backwards until my back rested on the mattress. Beckett crawled on top of me, his gr ourning with so much emotion that it’s making it hard to breathe.

There’s confusion, surprise, and a bit of annoyance in the way he looked at me. Propping himself up with one hand, h raced my jawline with his finger and said. “Your lack of response to my messages and calls almost cost the team a gam Thursday.”

blinked at him, his honesty once again leaving me speechless. “Me?” I croaked.

“Yes,” he growled. “You’re all I could think about, Andi. You drove me crazy, you know that?”

blinked into the dimness of the room, looking over his shoulder because staring straight into his eyes was not an optio He makes my heart pound and my blood rush fast through my bloodstream. He makes me dizzy, and we were only talk magine what he could do to me once he touches me.

‘I’m sorry,” I murmured. “I just… I’m sorry,” I caught myself before I told him the real reason why I didn’t return his calls and messages. If Beckett knew the reason, I know he would do everything in his power to fix my problems, and I don’t wa hat, I will deal with my father alone, on my own terms.

He hooked a finger under my chin and forced me to look into his eyes. “You can make it up to me,” he said with a wicked grin.

I smirked, reading what’s running through his mind in his eyes. “Do tell me how, sir.”

Flames of desire flickered in his eyes, turning them dark. “By being quiet,” he said, he dropped his mouth onto mine.

He allowed his full, soft lips to mould into mine before his tongue embarked on the most exquisite exploration of my mouth. His soft, velvety tongue grazed mine. I groaned throatily, my hand coming up around his neck while my legs parted to accommodate and pull his huge physique onto me.

Through the thin fabric of my sleepwear, I could feel the hardness of Beckett’s cock pressing onto the sensitive spot between my legs. And when he ground his hips, I felt a thrill as his hard bulge brushed against my wet, throbbing pussy.

His touch never fails to inebriate me. His sensuality and the sultry movement of his lips were so overwhelming, I swear he could make me come just like this. It’s funny how he was only kissing me, and it already feels like he’s making love to me. It

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was amazing how a simple kiss encouraged the tiny impulse of pleasure to radiate all over my body, turning my work upside down.

Despite this skyrocketing need to have him inside me, I let Beckett set the pace. By now, I know that his ways in bed w better and much more pleasurable than mine, and I know I will be rewarded for being his good girl

Beckett’s kisses gradually turned needy. He’s done exploring my mouth, and now it’s his hand’s turn. He started to sku body over the thin fabric of my top. Then he released my mouth and nibbled his way down the columns of my neck a shoulder, pressing a hard kiss on my pulse. He released a low growl, as though he was satisfied with how fast he was on my blood rush to my body.

While he was planting kisses on my throat, he effortlessly pulled my top over my head until I was half–naked before hi took one glance over my bare upper body before lowering his lips on one of my breasts. His talented lips wactioned res aching nipple, giving it the attention it had been needing. He moved from one breast to another, making tore he’s g enough attention to my needy peaks. He’d rolled the other with his thumb, and when he bit my nipple and pulled on moaned out loud.

Beckett released my nipple and stared up at me with a warning in his eyes. My hands were in his hair, gripping his wh I don’t even remember when and how they got there.

“Quiet or I’ll stop,” his voice was gruff and heavy.

I vigorously nodded my head, my body aching for more of his touch. Becket smirked and resumed sampling my nipple like he was taking more pleasure in doing so than what he was bestowing upon me.

My lower lip was tender as I bit down on it to stop any sound from coming out of my mouth. My breathing turned heas and ragged as my body buzzed with sexual tension. I see stars lit up behind my eyelids as I pressed my eyes shun, and w Beckett clamped his teeth onto my aching bud and rolled it with his tongue. I threw my head back and let out a whimpe Electric vibration shot straight to my clit, making it pulse, demanding that Beckett give it the same pleasure it’s going nipples.

As though Beckett heard my thoughts, he crept his way down my abdomen, pulling down my shorts and panties at cons. leaving me naked and vulnerable to his will.

Beckett pushed my legs apart, and as his breath bounced on my exposed pussy, my longing to feel his mouth on my con soared higher.

He started kissing my inner thighs, my mound, then moved to my other thigh. He’s deliberately avoiding my peasy, drivi me crazy, and when he finally swiped that velvety tongue of his on my slit, my back arched from the bed, and my toes

curled.

Beckett didn’t relent. He started with a slow stroke, moving up and down my center, sampling my pussy. He groaned with each whip of my hips to his tongue’s command. Then, when he rolled the tips of his tongue around my che, I relesed his hair and clutched the sheets, my fingernails digging through them as I gripped them tightly. My toes curved parafully as Beckett pushed my legs apart and buried his face between my legs like he was drowning and my juices were his oxygen.

He teased, and stroked, and experimented, sampling my pussy, and I feel a hot mess rush through my center. My legs trembled each time he found a sensitive spot. I was vaguely aware that I was making a wet patch on my bed because all ! could think about was how good Beckett was making me feel.

Blood pounded in my veins. My spine stiffened as his tongue ceased its long strokes and exploration to dart circles around my clit. He held me in a state of bliss, and I had forgotten about his demand not to make any sound my helpõess cries filled the dimness of my room.

Beckett lifted his face from my center. His chin glistening with my release. My chest was rapidly rising and falling as I frowned down on him. “Why… why did you stop?”

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“Like I said, quiet or I’ll stop,” he reminded me.

I swallowed hard and nodded my head, gripping his hair as I pulled him up. He crawled over my body cold well the tangy scent of my arousal in his mouth. Then I whispered as soon as his face was hovering over trine me up with your dick on my mouth, hm?”

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