Page 55 of The Love We Make


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“You’re going to have to be more specific.”

She rolled her eyes and took another deep breath, clearly annoyed at my ignorance. And possibly annoyed at my incessant teasing. Baseball aside, it seemed that teasing Madison was my new favorite past time.

“I don’t know. You were just out there and looking so cocky and confident. You threw him a change-up, change-up, slider, and dammit, Ethan, I fangirled. Are you happy?”

“Keep going,” I urged. I wanted her to keep talking, to keep explaining. I wanted to know more, there was definitely more.

I encouraged her by slipping one finger gently inside of her. “Oh God,” she moaned, closing her eyes, as I pushed and pulled the finger in and out of her.

Then I stopped.

Her eyes shot open and I gave her a “tell me now” look. I could see her throat move as she swallowed, her eyes darting between my own. And it clicked for her. I saw it in her eyes. Just like a flash.

She knew I was getting off on her words. Encouraging her to talk to me the way we never had before. I wanted to know what was going on that made her “fangirl” as she put it.

“Keep talking and I will keep moving. Deal?”

She nodded and licked her lips. “There was the dinner we had. All those fans after you, wanting you. The parade, where all the women were throwing their bras at you like some kind of stupid rock star. The autograph sessions, where they would beg for your pic and shamelessly flirt with you, hoping you’d take notice and invite them for more.”

She stopped, so I stopped. But she didn’t complain. She expected it.

However, when she scooted closer and grabbed my dick under the water, I was shocked. I definitely didn’t expect it. And the shock in my eyes made her fucking day.

“My story making you hard?”

I scoffed, “No.” That was the truth. I had been hard since we got in the bath.

“You feel hard to me.” She squeezed me as if to prove her point.

“I’ve been hard since we got in the water, Maddy. Since I looked across this bath and saw your satisfied smile and sex hair.”

The blush crept back into her face.

“Finish the story. I want to know how all that attention on me made you panic.”

“You struck out Aaron,” she repeated like the ending was obvious. “When you struck out Aaron, I dropped my best friend goggles for a minute. You're pretty irresistible with that cocky attitude and backing it up with that strikeout. And after all that attention you got and knowing I was going to be living what they wanted to live, it was intoxicating. But I didn’t like that I was turning our deal into something it wasn't.”

I hated it when she mentioned ourdeal. Yeah, it was an agreement, a mission. But fuck, we were naked together in a bathtub, finger fucking each other and this didn’t feel like a damn mission, this felt like the way it was supposed to be.

So I cut her off again. I didn’t want to hear anymore. I got it. She was riding the high of All-star weekend. She didn’t want to mix those feelings with what we agreed would happen.

Cool. I agreed.

But I didn’t want to talk about it. So I took two fingers this time and shoved them deep inside her. Her reaction could have been pain, but it was also pleasure as I moved quickly trying to bring her to the edge.

I made her come with my mouth and my dick, time to show her I could with my fingers as well. And it didn’t take long at all. She unconsciously moved back and forth with the motion of my hand, the water splashing over the edge of the bath. She still had her hand wrapped around me but she was only hanging on—not stroking. My dick was her own personal handle.

It didn’t matter though. Just her hand wrapped around me and moving an inch to help herself move was so fucking hot that the second I felt her squeezing my fingers as she came, I came as well. The warmth of both our releases mixed with the warmth of the bathwater.

We were both breathing hard and both in shock over how easy and quickly we responded to one another’s touch. I withdrew my fingers the same time she let me go. But we didn’t stop staring at one another. We sat back in the tub, back to our original positions, and silently soaked in the dirty bathwater.

Chapter 20

Madison

My eyes fluttered open when I felt a tingle run down my back.

I was laying on Ethan’s chest and he was running a hand down my spine, mindlessly as he stared out the window and into the city.

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