When Lily Langston goes to a game with her best friend. The last thing she ever thought to happen was being hit in the face with a ball.
But what left her even more shocked was when the guest pitcher himself, the known ruthless billionaire Hayes Gr...
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I had a problem.
No correction, we had a problem. Because I could not stop fucking Hayes Grant. At first, it was fine, it was occasional, a few times a week.
But it's been a month since Vermont, and in late January as the season depression lurks in. I find my emotions being less depressed and more horny. I couldn't help it, Hayes Grant was a dick but also had a dick.
It was a win-lose situation. It wouldn't be so bad if he wasn't that good. That's what drove me the most insane, I think I'd have to be celibate after this for a year to recover.
He was still the biggest asshole known to man. He didn't even say hello to me, we were two passing ships, unless he wanted to collide.
"I think I should drop out."
"Liz you should not drop out" She lay hunched back on the couch depressed. The snow outside was heavy and so was the workload at school.
"It's a new semester and the final one at that, they aren't going to go easy on us" Olive leans over handing us each a mug, my coffee, and Liz's cocoa.
"Did you just get this from my kitchen?" Olive walks around the sofa and sinks into the end of the couch.
"Mi casa es su casa."
"Yeah, that would be the saying, if this house was actually yours?" They'd come to study at the apartment today because Olive's heat broke and Liz needed a break from her psychotic roommate.
"So how's it been with you and the hubby" Liz never fails to ask the same question, like she wants updates. She leans over with a bubbly grin waiting to hear.
"Nothing, he just keeps..." I cut myself short, I don't know if it's appropriate.
"He keeps what?" This time Olive interrupts. She shuffled off her moccasins and curled her feet up onto the couch.
"Fucking me?" I shrug and I watch as the smirk on her face grows. I wanted to ultimately die at this exact moment.
"And that's a problem?!" Liz squeezed my arm "Oh god if I had someone like that I would be riding him day and night, Lil!" Her words echoed through the apartment and in this moment I'm thankful Hayes isn't here right now.
He'd been away on a trip. It's been three days since we've seen each other. But I have sent him a scandalous photo or two to show him what he's missing. He never replied though.
"I knew it!" Olive cozied up squeezing a pillow "So you have been fucking hmmm?"
"He's her husband of course they have!" Liz being out of the loop annoyed Olive. But she brushed it off and chucked the pillow at me.
"You dirty little slut, you got the hots for Hayes Grant?"
"I do not!"
"You do, oh you soooo do!" She stands from the couch to get closer to me "Oh you just wait until he's wrapped around your mother fucking finger!" She giggles "in one way or another"
"Olive I swear to god I'm gonna kill you" She raised her hands shrugging.
"Your vagina wants what it wants Lily" That was it, I placed the mug aside and stood causing her to grow wide-eyed in fear "Lily I-"
She stumbled back as I stepped forward and then I began to chase her. She screamed as I drew closer but as the elevator doors opened we came to a halt.
His shoes clicked against the floor as we saw his shadow and then he stepped out. He was refreshed, his hair was damp from a presumed shower and his coat had flakes of snow against it.
Now I knew exactly what Olive was saying, the vagina truly does want what it wants.
"Hey Hayes" He ignores Olive and stares at me, well my body.
I was wearing his oversized college t-shirt and gray shorts. He was gonna kill me, but I found it in the laundry.
"What's mine is yours?" I questioned, it was a dress on me, but it had been incredibly cozy.
He sighs "Damn it Lily" his eyes meet mine again and he throws his bag to the ground discarding his coat to reveal his black sweater.
He walks towards me and without thinking he lifts me off the ground throwing me over his shoulder "She'll be back in a few hours" he yells back as he takes me to the stairs.
"Hayes!"
"Lily I just can't right now, you are in serious trouble" I squirm in his arms and watch my friends as we go up the stairs. I was embarrassed but I almost died even more when Olive gave me the thumbs up.
A slap on my ass is placed and I winced "This is so fucking embarrassing Hayes."
"I don't care Lils" he opens the door to his room. I'm thrown onto the bed as he towers over me.
"Do you know how bad it's been for three days? You send me pictures that kill me and then I get home" he sighs again and scans me.
"And you're in my college t with short shorts that show your ass. You want me to fucking die?" He pointed to his pants where his bulge was displayed.
"If anyone should be embarrassed, it's me with blue balls at a board meeting Lily. I was offered a glass of water because of how I looked" I rubbed my legs together from his words, but he quickly spread them apart.
"Nah ah, I'm going to fuck you because it's all I could think about in those stupid ten-hour meetings" he pulled off my shorts to expose my red-laced lingerie.
"I knew you were coming home" A flush fills my cheeks with my confession because I too wanted him. His gaze fixed on my laced thong and he leaned down slipping a finger in to feel my wetness.
"Already ready for me Lils?" His voice was deep and husk. He lifted the finger to his mouth and for the first time, he sucked on it "You taste incredible Lily" he bit his lip and I sat up helping him remove his sweater.
"You could've worn anything, why this?" He questions.
"Would you rather have me stark naked in the living room?"I remove the shirt leaving me in my lingerie.
"On second thought, maybe the shirt was a good idea" he threw me back onto the bed and he quickly undid his pants dropping them to the floor.
I leaned in and our lips meshed together. His hands gathered my hair as he continued to kiss me and then he bites on my lower lip. I knew a bruise would be left later, but I didn't care. I wanted more.
He cupped my ass cheeks reaching for the string of my thong and tugged it down and swiftly thrusted into me. My back arched as I gasped, his hands pushed me down as he grasped onto my breasts. I gripped the sheets of his bed because he wasn't holding back.
