Maid For Beckett Catching The Baseball Legend’s Heart novel Chapter 98

Chapter 98

Chapter 98

-Andi-

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I tried to get my breathing to even out, but it was damn hard when I could feel Beckett’s gaze burning a hole in my back. It didn’t help that my hair was all pushed back onto my right shoulder. It felt like Beckett was marking my skin as his gaze slid from my shoulder down my spine, lingering on my ass. I clenched my fist, swallowing down the urge to pull my hair down to give a little coverage from his view.

Embarrassment and fear waged a war inside me as I stood there frozen for Beckett’s viewing.

The air between us sizzled, like oil tossed on a sizzling hot plate. I could hear it crackling, like wood burning on the bonfire.

“Do you…” I found myself breaking the simmering silence between us. “Do you need anything?”

Maybe that was the wrong question to ask. Because when Beckett’s gaze met mine through the mirror, I was burned in a literal sense. Molten desire darkened his gray eyes. They were almost black the longer I stared at him.

“You already know what I want,” he said, pushing off the doorframe. His steps were slow and calculated, like a lion that’s ready to play with its prey.

Each step he took made my breath hitch. I’m glad my feet were bare because I have a better hold on my footing.

“The only question is, are you ready to give me what I want?” he said, stopping only a hair’s breadth away from my back. Up close, his eyes were already glazed over, and his body was so warm even though he still had his clothes on.

My chest burned with emotions I couldn’t even name. My breath was coming out in staccato pants, and the tiny clothing I had on didn’t help the warmth that blanketed my body. A red stain slowly tinted my cheeks, and my eyes were already glossy when I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

Beckett gazed down at me with a faint smile, sweeping a heated gaze across my shoulder and down my back. He doesn’t touch me; he didn’t have to because I could feel his desire marking every inch of my skin. Then he met my gaze again, his eyebrows curling as he waited for my answer.

What was the question again?

“I… I don’t know what you want,” I murmured, my voice already thick and stiff.

Beckett smirked, and he still doesn’t reach out for me. “I’ll be very specific, but you might run away.”

I refuse to back down, even if I could already feel the swell of his cock brushing my butt. “I won’t run away,” I whisper. It sounded like a plea to my ears.

Beckett hummed as he nodded, and he finally lifted his hands and placed them on my shoulder. His palms were warm and rough, and I squirmed when he squeezed my shoulder. He pulled me back, impaling me onto the bulge between his legs. Then he stroked my shoulder in a soothing way that made me moan.

“You feel that? I want to be buried deep inside you, Andi,” he said, looping a hand around my neck and placing a finger beneath my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes through the mirror. “But first, I will have a taste of you until you’re screaming my name and begging me to fuck you. Until all you could think about is me, what I would do to you, and how I will have you.”

Something inside me lit up at his vivid declaration. My stomach immediately curled as I processed everything that he had just said. My body and mind were already there, lust–filled images crowded my head about how he would have me and what he would do to me.

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Chapter 98

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I leaned onto him, rubbing my ass over his hard cock. If he would just stare at my bikini bottom, he’d see how wet he just made me. It can’t be just my imagination. I felt his cock jump in excitement as I worked my ass up and down his length, my breath hitching as I dry hump him like a teenager.

I glance up at Beckett, his expression was pure need and lust, as if he was almost in pain of controlling himself anymore. Aching to do as he pleased with me.

This is what I wanted. I asked him to make me forget, and he’s already doing that, so I turned around and threw my arms around his neck, standing on my tippy toes so I could kiss him. Beckett’s hand fell onto my waist as he kissed me back. It wasn’t even a question anymore; we were puzzle pieces that found the right place on the board.

Beckett released a low groan into my mouth, and I answered with a moan. I felt powerless as he swiped his tongue over my lips, demanding to let him in. I tilted my head to the side, giving him entry, and I was rewarded with his tongue sliding over mine, and a surge of dizzying sensation rushed through my veins.

Beckett’s hand skimmed my side, gripping a healthy amount of my ass as he rubbed my center up and down his cock. His hard length was straining under his joggers, poking through the thin fabric of my bikini.

“Beckett.” I moaned as he released my mouth and dropped demanding wet kisses down my neck. “Please…” I don’t know what I was begging for. For him to release me or for him to already take what he wanted.

“Andi,” he groaned, pressing his lips on the rapid pulse on my neck. “You sure you want this?”

I stared at the ceiling as I gave Beckett more access to my neck. All I could see was this flaming desire swallowing every fiber of my being. “Yes… I’m sure.”

The voice that came out of me didn’t sound like me at all. It was needy, demanding, and laced with scorching passion. I squealed when Beckett suddenly bent down and lifted me over his shoulder like I was a sack of potatoes.

Upside down, I had a good view of his ass, but that didn’t last long because he deposited me on the bed with a heavy thump.

He stood before me, big and commanding, but the way he looked down didn’t make me feel helpless, but rather powerful.

“Undress for me,” he murmured in a low voice. “Show me how much you want this.”

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