As the summer heat faded to a cool fall, the Timberwolves burned up the scoreboard, landing themselves at the top of their league. They’d won game after game for weeks, and if they maintained this pace, if I could continue to analyze the figures and get the right players in the right position at the right time, we could win the pennant, then go on to the World Series.

Navy blanketed the sky when I finally packed up my laptop, picking my way down the stands to head back home after another game. The stadium was empty, the quiet oddly comforting long after the lights were switched off. I hit the turf and turned the corner into the hallway that lead to the underbelly of the stadium when I ran a rock-hard body.

“Coach said you hadn’t left yet.” Cash’s hands held my face and kissed me long and slow, butterflies battering up my throat as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me.

“Come with me,” he breathed, snagging my hand with his.

“Bossy, huh, Greenwood?” I teased, but followed him anyway.

“I am, when I know what I want.”

“And that is?” I baited him.

Cash stopped when we reached the turf behind the pitcher's mound. Caressing my face, he was kissing me again, fingertips working into my hair as our mouths connected. I slid my hands between us, working the button of his baseball pants open, then peeling the metal teeth of the zipper apart one by one.

“What are you doing, Delilah?” His ravaged voice caressed my ears.

“I want to drive you crazy.” I dropped to my knees, slipping my hand in his pants and pulling his cock free. Thick and rock hard, I wrapped my fist around the base, watching it jerk with the cool air and my touch. Adrenaline fueled my desire at the thought of getting caught.

“You already drive me crazy,” Cash’s hips worked back and forth impulsively.

“Then hold on, Greenwood.” I grinned up at him before trailing my tongue up the beautiful curve of his thick cock. Swirling along the ridge at his tip, he sucked in a violent breath before his hands twined into my hair, holding me still.

Fisting my hand around his girth, I sucked my cheeks and pressed the tip of his cock to the back of my throat, swallowing and enjoying the smooth groove of his searing hot erection. I then pressed a hand between his legs, cupping his heavy sac in my hand. Cash’s legs shook, his hands gripping at my temples as the sharp angle of his jaw hardened with barely held control.

“I can't take your lips on me, sweetheart. It’s too much.” Heat radiated from his touch, making me feel warm and safe and so loved. “I want to see you.” He slipped out of my mouth and pushed me into the grass, his fingers already thumbing the buttons through their holes on my shirt, pushing the fabric off my shoulders.

I suddenly felt so vulnerable. “What if there’s someone here still?”

“They can’t even see us out here, baby. All the lights are off. They’d have to stumble over us to even notice.” His hands pulling down my pants in the next breath.

Cool air caressed my skin sending shudders through my body as his knuckles brushed against me. Cash’s fingers slid down my pants and swirled arousal at the burning bud of my clit. I arched, pushing my fingers through the strands of his hair when his lips attached at my throat and sucked. Desire surged through me, tingling and burning up my skin and making me feel a thousand different feelings in one moment.

“I’m useless when your hands are on me.”

One of his fingers plunged into my body, the invasion erotic as nerves burned up with exquisite fire.

“That means I’m doing my job, then.” His fingers pushed in and out of my pussy, his thumb swirling in fierce circles at my clit. Soft moans charged past my lips as all the sensations flooding through me became too intense. My legs shook and my fingernails crushed his shirt as I rode the rhythm of his hand, chasing a wave of pleasure and coming ever closer to the crest.

Cash moved down my body, his nose tracing the indentation of my navel before hovering over the bare skin of my pussy. He inhaled sharply, eyes burning as the peered back at me before sliding his tongue between my thighs. With his fingers pressing into my body, his tongue running flat against my clit, my nerves hummed with fire until he drew a swift orgasm out of me. My chest heaving, I came down from a high like I’d never experienced before, his hands roaming up my skin and kissing my lips before I could even recover.

“I used to think baseball was the only thing I loved.” Cash caught my lips with his, my arousal climbing higher with the taste of me on him. “But now it’s you. I don’t want anything between us.” His cock pushed past my entrance, my body pulsing with every nerve he touched.

“I haven’t been with anyone, just you, Cash.” I moaned when he seated himself inside me, his hands clutching at my hips and holding me in place, his knees digging into the turf as he pumped, his cock driving me to the jagged edge. Cash hooked my knees around his biceps and pushed me further into the grass, every inch of my skin buzzing with lust as his lips trailed down my neck, his mouth sucking at my collarbone. One hand slipped between us and he was thumbing my clit again.

“Come on my cock, Delilah. Soak me.”

My teeth clamped down as his thumb sped up, his cock angled and hitting a bundle of nerves I didn’t even know existed. My nails dug into the flesh of his back, his thumbs gripping my hips so firmly I thought he might leave bruises. His marks.

Delicious coils of lust unfurled in my belly at the thought. I wanted to be his, I loved the thought of wearing a piece of him on me. My heart battered my rib cage wildly as his tongue traced down my neck, between the flesh of my breasts, swirling at my cleavage and catching a nipple between his teeth.

His dark eyes shimmered up at me, his hips sped up and he angled the base of his cock at just the right angle to grate perfectly across my clit.

I sucked in frantic gulps of air, his body hard and damp with sex as he sucked on my nipple, jagged thrusts driving me over the edge. A tornado of lust spun through my head as his thighs held him firmly, his cock jerking with waves of release. I could show him what my words couldn’t say. He could feel it in those moments pulsing between us.

“So fucking beautiful. Everything about you,” he murmured, his lips working against my skin. “You make everything better.”

I hummed, trailing my fingertips across his shoulder before he leaned against me, caging me in his arms and making me feel more loved and protected than I ever had. I didn't know these feelings could exist, I’d spent so much of my life protecting myself, building walls and keeping men out, that I hadn’t stopped to think that maybe someone else could do a better job.

“Let’s go back to my place.” Cash threaded our fingers together and traced my knuckles with kisses.

“I should go home...” I trailed off, not ready to leave him yet. If ever.

“No fucking way, babe. My home is yours now.”

“You’re insane, Cash,” I giggled, though warmth coated my stomach at his words.

“Really fucking insane...for you.” He placed a kiss on my lips, pulling my pants back up my legs. “Get used to it.”

It may have been dark in that field, but I swear I saw his eyes sparkle with those words. And I believed him. For the first time in so long, I gave myself up to fate, followed my heart, and believed him.