Page 24 of Fake Dates and Home Plates (Way Off Base #1)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Theo

The road trip back from the meet is long and a little awkward, with Bash refusing to talk about what happened with Lily.

After he punches Ezra in the arm for asking about it, nobody pushes him to explain.

Sunny must know something, though; her eyes are full of mischief every time she looks over at me from the passenger seat.

After thanking them all for their help, I drop everyone off at their apartments before heading over to Shoreline to wait for Henley. She warned me she planned on taking a long shower in the locker room and could just ride home with Lily, but I want to hold her tonight.

Sending her a text letting her know I’m here and to take her time, I watch the door like a stalker until she walks out of it. After hugging her roommate, which leads to them both squealing, celebrating together one more time, they part ways.

I hop out of the Jeep to open her door, glancing back to make sure Lily makes it to her car safely. Henley gives me a quick kiss on the lips before climbing into the passenger seat and hooking up her phone.

A song I’ve heard from her playlist filters through the speakers, the melody a little sad but the lyrics still beautiful. That song fades into another and another until we’re pulling into my driveway.

When I look over, Henley’s eyes are closed, leaning back against the headrest. I take the moment to just stare at her. Her wavy brown hair is still a little wet from her shower, her face completely relaxed.

“We’re home, sweetheart,” I say softly.

“I know.” Her lips pull up in a grin as she looks over at me. “I was just wondering how long you were going to stare at me before saying something.”

I chuckle, not even embarrassed at being caught, knowing I could watch her just exist for hours and be grateful I’m in the same timeline as her.

Throwing open the door, I walk over to hers, opening it too. Then, I stand with my back facing her, gesturing for her to hop on.

Henley doesn’t hesitate, letting me carry her into the house this way, holding her own weight on me when I have to unlock the door. I’ll grab her bag from the car in the morning. Tonight, I’d rather just see her in one of my shirts.

I gently drop her down onto the couch and head to the kitchen. She scrolls on her phone while I put together a couple of sandwiches for us to eat.

Grabbing us both an electrolyte drink from the fridge, I juggle those and our plates over to join her. We eat in silence, but it’s a comfortable atmosphere. When we’re done, she follows me to the kitchen to clean up, but I shake my head.

“Not a chance. Go throw on one of my shirts and get ready for me to cuddle the shit out of you.”

Her smile is devious before she turns and walks to my room. I hear her in the bathroom, but then it’s just quiet, only the sound of the sink as I wash the dishes filling the air.

She probably fell asleep, considering how eventful her day was—which just means I can change and climb in right beside her, getting another chance to stare at her for a bit.

Except, when I walk into my room, Henley is definitely not asleep.

She’s sprawled out on my bed wearing a pair of pink lace panties and one of my old jerseys she must have grabbed from the closet. It’s unbuttoned, barely covering her perfect tits.

“Fuck.” I almost choke on the word.

“That’s the plan,” she says, wearing that same smile from the kitchen.

Oh .

Oh, fuck.

“We don’t have to, sweetheart. I don’t expect anything just because you’re staying over. I really was planning to cuddle you while you got some rest,” I say honestly.

My hand runs through my hair at the same time she drags her own hand down her chest.

“ Or ,” she says, wiggling her eyebrows, “we could fuck.”

Her plan is getting more intriguing by the second.

I tear the pink shirt off, pulling it over my head with one hand, before unbuttoning my jeans. “Is that what you need, Henley? You need me to fuck you after you just conquered the world today?”

Standing beside the bed, I grab the unopened box of condoms from my nightstand. I bought them after our first real date, not wanting to be unprepared if we decided to go this far.

She bites her bottom lip before puckering it out into a little pout. “I’ve been such a good girl, don’t you think? Why don’t you fill me up with your cum as a reward?”

My eyes roll back as I groan. “You’ve got a dirty mouth, baby girl. Makes me want to find a good use for it.”

“We both know I know plenty of good uses for it, but if I start sucking your dick, I’m going to want to swallow your cum. And I’d much rather have it soaking the inside of my already dripping cunt,” Henley says as she dips her hand into her panties.

“What are you saying, Henley? Tell me exactly what you want. In fact, why don’t you beg me for it?” I need her to use the words, because I’m not going to fuck her bare without her asking me to explicitly.

Grabbing her hand from where she’s tracing circles over her clit under the lace, I hold it still until she answers me. My control is slipping, though, and I’m ready to taste her.

“I have a birth control implant in my arm, I got tested recently and it’s all negative.

I have the results on my phone. We know you’re good to go,” she teases with a wink.

“So I want you to put those condoms away so I can feel every inch of you until my pussy is sucking you dry and I’m filled with every drop you can give me. Please, Theo.”

I thought I’d read filthy words, but no book scene has ever compared to Henley begging me to fill her up. Climbing on the bed, I run my fingers over her panties, feeling how soaked she is from playing with herself.

“All that for me, baby girl?” I ask as I slide the pink material down, settling myself between her legs.

“Always for you, Theo. No one has ever made me feel like this.” Her voice is serious, and I believe her. I saw the way her eyes lit up when she spotted me at the finish line. I felt the emotion she poured into that kiss.

“Good. Let me take what I want, and then I’ll give you what you need.”

She nods but tosses her head back on a moan as my tongue swipes over her clit before I suck it between my teeth.

“Oh, fuck ,” she groans as she claws at the sheets on the bed.

I lick around her entrance, teasing her a few times before her hand lands on my head. Pulling away, I move her hand back to the bed. “Not tonight. This is for me. You’ll get what I give you.”

She whines, and I can’t stop myself from jerking my hips against the bed at the sound.

“Please?” Her voice is timid, like she already knows it’s a useless request.

My tongue licks her entrance again, but this time, I don’t stop there. I lift her hips, giving me better access so I can lick her all the way down to her ass.

Henley shouts at the sensation, so I do it again, her legs shaking around my head.

I continue eating her ass like it’s my last meal, getting high on the noises she makes.

It’s a power trip, having this girl in my bed, coming undone for me.

Lowering her back down, I flutter my tongue back over the swollen bundle of nerves while pushing a finger inside her.

“More,” she says, completely desperate.

This time, I do what she says, and I mercilessly fuck her with two fingers until she’s clenching around them. It takes all my strength not to hump the bed and come with her. I ease her through the aftershocks, my tongue moving lazily to clean her up until she’s pushing me away from overstimulation.

“Inside me. Now.” She latches onto my hair and yanks me up until my cock is level with her core. The sting in my scalp has a shiver running down my spine. I guess I like a little pain with my pleasure.

In a very impressive move, her legs bend until her toes can grip my boxers, sliding them down my hips as we shift to get them off. Her back is arching, trying to push her hips into me, but I use my body weight to hold her back down.

I want the same thing she wants, and despite what she might be thinking, I’m just as fucking desperate for it. But I want this to be so much more than just sex. This moment, this day, is bigger than our physical connection.

I’m so glad neither of us thought to turn the lights off, because the sight in front of me is one I commit to memory. Her hair is wild, scattered over my pillow and stuck to her face. Her cheeks are flushed, and she’s smiling so big, her eyes droop a little.

She looks…happy.

I make Henley Harkin happy. If I could get a trophy for that, I’d display it in front of the house so everyone can see.

Leaning down, I kiss her slowly. Her teeth bite at my bottom lip, but she lets me take a few minutes to just enjoy my lips on hers.

“You’re beautiful,” I tell her as I push her hair away from her face so I can see her eyes. “So fucking beautiful, Henley.”

Her smile falls just a little, but not because she’s disappointed. Instead, her eyes turn glassy, full of emotion.

“Theo…” Her voice sounds hesitant, like she’s scared of the thoughts she’s having.

I nod at her, letting her know it’s okay. We’ll get there.

Adjusting my body weight, I line myself up with her entrance. She’s dripping, and I know I won’t last long.

“I need you.” Her voice is a whisper.

“Need you too,” I tell her as I thrust my hips forward.

We both curse at the feeling. She’s so tight. So wet. So mine .

Never could I have imagined just how perfect we’d feel together. The fact that I’m inside my girl, completely fucking bare, is making me feel out of control.

At first, I move slowly, trying to give her time to adjust. It doesn’t take long before she’s grinding against me, matching my movements. Grabbing her under one thigh, I push that leg up, changing my angle.

“Fuck, I’m not going to last long,” I warn her, my voice raspy.

My full length is wrapped in her hot pussy, and it feels like heaven.

She giggles. “I like that you’re losing your mind, so close to the edge so quickly.”

Her cute little laugh is cut off when I drive into her with a hard thrust, my balls slapping against her ass with the movement.

“Oh, fuck,” she shouts. “Like that. I need it, baby.”

Her calling me baby while I’m as deep as I can get inside her makes me lose it. My hips start to snap in a frenzy, fucking her hard.

“You’re fucking me so good, Theo. I’m going to come all over that big cock.” Henley’s words drive me crazier, and I can’t stop.

“Soak me. Come all over me, and I’ll give you what you want,” I tell her before sealing my lips to hers in a sloppy kiss.

My tongue runs down her neck, over her shoulder, around each of her nipples.

Her nails scrape across my back and shoulders, and I have to clench my ass to avoid coming before I get a second orgasm from her. As my teeth pull at one of her nipples at the same time I grind myself into her, I feel a gush of wetness as she clenches down again.

“That’s it. What a good fucking girl you are, soaking my cock like you were made just for me,” I tell her as my lips suck at her neck. Marking her sounds like the best idea I’ve ever had.

“I can be a really good girl,” she says as she forces her pussy to clench around me again. “Or I could be your personal little cum slut.”

Eyes rolling back, I know I’m going over the edge.

“Make this cunt yours, Theo. Fill me up. I need it so bad,” Henley tells me as she pulls my hair harshly again.

With two more snaps, I’m groaning while I bite into her collarbone, spilling into her. Once I’m sure I’ve given her all of it, I go a little wild. The thought of my cum dripping out of her is too fucking hot, so I continue to fuck her, making a mess of her pussy until I’m going soft.

“That’s it. What a good little cum slut you are, baby girl, letting me play with my cum inside you, getting that pussy nice and sloppy so I can clean it up later.”

Reaching between us, I run my thumb over her clit. Once. Twice.Then, she’s screaming, the sound fucking gorgeous, knowing I’m the one making her lose control.

When we’re both breathless, I pull out of her. Sitting back on my knees, I admire the mess we’ve made, the sight of me dripping out of her.

Henley pushes up on her elbows, drawing my attention. “Didn’t you say you were going to clean it up? Be a good boy and get every last drop.”

I do, not giving a fuck about tasting myself. It’s us combined, and I don’t leave anything behind.

When I’m done, I pull her into my arms, more than content and ready to sleep.

She sighs, fighting my hold to get up and use the bathroom before finally tossing off my jersey and grabbing another one of my shirts.

I make a mental note that next time, she’s going to be completely naked, preferably while she rides me or while I pull her hair as I fuck her from behind.

Like she can read my thoughts, she gives me a wink before slipping the light off.

“Goodnight, Baseball Boy.”

“Goodnight, Never Going to Get Away from Me Now Girl.”