Chapter 64 Distractions Ruin Dreams
-Annie-
I’m not sure what happened today. Drew looked like he was struggling to find his timing: his bat a second too late and his steps just a little off in the field on defense.
I can’t help but feel guilty. We’d stayed up late last night, wrapped around each other, enjoying each other and making up for the month he has been gone.
At least tomorrow he doesn’t have a game, and we can enjoy the rest of his birthday, plus I will not have to feel guilty for keeping him up too late tonight.
On the ride back from the ballpark, I don’t know if I should come out and say anything or not.
I’m grateful when Drew interrupts me listening to the radio with, “It’s ok, we can both admit it was a shitty game.
” I squeeze his hand in mine and take a deep breath before replying with my truth on the topic, “I mean, I’ve seen you play better, but off days happen, right?
” “Right,” he agrees and squeezes my hand back.
Back at the apartment, I use my body to distract him from baseball, and we get lost in each other.
***
Eventually, I check the clock and determine we should start to get ready to meet his teammates at the club like they planned.
I make the suggestion to Drew that we save water and take a shower together.
I feel like I have barely said the words before Drew sits up from the bed, throws me over his strong shoulders firefighter style, and carries me into the bathroom.
He sets me down on the counter and turns around to start the shower.
After he tests the water, he moves back to me at the sink, wraps my hair in his hands, and pulls my lips to his mouth in a seriously hot kiss.
He picks me up, and I wrap my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck.
He steps into the shower and pins me against the wall.
His dick is pinned against my clit. The head of his dick rubs my clit, and I moan against his mouth.
He keeps up with the motion of rubbing his dick up and down my clit.
He starts to move his arms, and I know I let out a frustrated groan.
I tighten my legs around his waist, trying not to lose the feel of him against me.
I feel his fingers at my entrance, and I can hear my moan vibrating around the bathroom walls.
He slides two fingers into my pussy, matching the rhythm to the movement his dick is making against my clit.
I know I’m not going to last long, which is probably good as we don’t have the time.
He breaks our kiss, telling me in his deeper voice, “Cum for me Annie.” He continues to pump his finger into me, curling them, and hits a new spot.
My orgasm hits. I break apart, and then my body goes limp against Drew and the shower wall.
He lets me slide down his body, holding me as my legs are unsteady coming down from that orgasm.
He reaches around me, grabs the shampoo, and starts to lather the lotion into my hair.
“What, is that all?” I say into the steam from the shower.
Drew laughs and says, “I’ll fuck you in this shower before you leave, don’t worry Angel, but I don’t think we have time for what I want to do.
” “Promise,” I say as his hands massage the shampoo into my scalp.
“Promise. Angel,” he says and pulls me into another kiss before we take turns washing each other’s bodies clean.
***
When we get to the club, we are taken to a back table and a group of guys and girls are already here.
I wish I knew if one of these girls was Danielle, but a rational part of my brain knows it’s better not knowing.
Drew introduces me to a few of the guys near us and they all say hello.
They go back to talking baseball, and I listen for a while taking in Drew and his teammates.
I start to make a few comments here and there, and before I know it, I’m a part of the conversation.
Then Perez starts to give Drew shit about today, and I can’t help myself, I call out that Perez needs to cover the plate and that he’d been a little sloppy at home.
Drew doesn’t look pissed at my remarks to his teammate and roommate; he looks a little proud.
I think it's time to dance, and I lean into Drew and say, “Dance with me, birthday boy.” He stands up and offers me his hand. “Angel, it would be my pleasure.” I take his hand, and we dance to each song for so long that I lose track. It’s easy to lose track of time with his body against mine.
Then his lips graze my neck before I hear, “Let’s get out of here.
” Great idea, I think and take his hand, and we leave the dance floor and exit the club, ready to continue our night without an audience.
***
When we get back to the apartment, I tell Drew to wait in the living room and that I need to change into his second birthday surprise.
He shows me his dimple and says I get five minutes.
I take off and find the little scraps of red lingerie from my bag that I’d hidden at the very bottom of my suitcase.
I go to the bathroom, shut the door, and undress to redress into this little set I’d found with Meg a few weeks ago.
The bra is pretty much just underwire cups that sit under my breast, covering nothing.
Then, I have to pull the fabric from either side and tie it in a bow over my nipples.
The matching lace garter belt and thong are also red and have little bows.
Meg had said, and I quote, “It makes you officially a present to unwrap” when she’d handed it over to me at the lingerie store.
I’d second-guessed myself a few times after buying it, but after all our talk of me being his present and the other unwrapping we’ve done since I got to Arizona, I feel nothing but confidence now.
I give myself one more look in the mirror and approve, then shout, “Drew, you can come, in but sit on the bed.” I hear the door open and the slide of the lock and then Drew says, “Ok, I’m where you wanted me.
” I open the door and face him from the doorway.
“Fuck, Annie, you really are my present.” I watch him look me up and down, then down and up, his eyes growing darker with each pass over my body.
“Come over here Annie, I need to touch you,” he says, as if it is causing him physical pain to not be touching me right now.
“No,” I say and smile. “No,” he repeats, and he looks confused.
“I will allow you to take one photo of me like this Drew, but only for you to remember your nineteenth birthday present,” I say, and as my words settle with him, that dimple I can’t resist appears.
He stands up and reaches into his pocket for his phone.
He holds up his phone and clicks the button once, then sets his phone on the nightstand and sits back down.
“Come here, Angel. I think I’ve waited long enough to open my present.
” Drew is all smiles again. I agree, and I walk over to him and stand between his legs.
His hands waste no time in going to the ends of the ribbons and pulling them free of each other, exposing my breasts to him.
He closes his eyes. “What are you doing?” I ask when he doesn’t open them right away.
“I’m making a wish before I blow out my candles.
” He opens his eyes, reaches out, and pulls me to him.
As his mouth wraps around my left nipple, I wrap my hands into his hair at the base of his neck, and then he pulls back and blows on my wet skin.
He does the same to my right breast and then looks up at me.
“Can I always blow out my candles like this?” he asks, looking smug.
“I’ll have to check my schedule, but I think I’ll be able to arrange it for when we are together for your next birthday. ”
I lean down and take his lips in mine, and then it’s all touching, feeling, and my overwhelming lust. I help him remove his clothing until he is naked, and I tell him to sit against the headboard.
I slide my thong down my legs and kick it toward the pile of Drew’s clothing.
I grab the condom from the stack on the side table and open it.
I join Drew on the bed and slide the condom over his very hard dick, and then I straddle his hips, hovering over him.
We’ve had sex more times than I can count, but normally, he’s been the one on top, the one controlling the moment.
Tonight, I want to give him pleasure, I want to drive him wild, and I want him to be able to touch me anywhere and everywhere while I am in control of our bodies.