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My name is Kash Knight and I’m a
fucking protector… It runs deep in me, this need to dedicate
myself to a woman and make her feel secure and cared for in every
single way. Not just physically, but emotionally. But when women
see my hard body, all they want is for me to pleasure them and give
them their ultimate fantasy. I need something more though, someone I
can give my heart to. And when my eyes land on the sassy blonde
that seems too busy to put her needs first, I know without a doubt
that it’s her I want to take out and show what it feels like to go
out with a real man. To be touched by a real man. Eden
Quinn… I need a chance for her to see me as something other
than just a male fucking stripper– a dirty temptation that knows
how to make a whole room of women hot and wet. Slowly, I begin
to work my way in and when I find out she has a son that means more
to her than life itself, I want so much more than I ever could’ve
fucking imagined. I want to take care of them and show Eden what
it’s like to be safe and protected. I’m making her mine and
nothing is going to stand in my way… not even him.
“Have you been with anyone other than
your ex?” I have to ask, because it seems as if she hasn’t
touched anyone other than him. I can tell by the sound of her
breathing at just being so close to my dick. “No,” she answers,
quickly. “He was my first… there hasn’t been anyone since.”
“Fuck Eden…” I squeeze her hand in mine, just thinking about
being the only other guy to be inside of her other than the father of
her child. I have no idea why that turns me on even more, but fucking
shit, I want to be her next. I want a chance to show her how a real
man takes care of a woman and gives her everything she needs, and
craves. “What?” She squeezes my thigh, causing my cock to jerk.
“Does that make you want me even more? Knight never did it for me.”
I nod my head and grip the steering wheel with both hands, fighting
so damn hard to control myself. “You have no idea the things that
makes me want to do to you. To give to you.” I place my hand over
hers again and squeeze. “Especially knowing he never gave you what
you deserved. A woman’s needs should always come before a man’s.”
The rest of the drive to the baseball field is spent with me trying
my damned hardest to keep some kind of restraint. It’s not easy,
especially with her hand gripping my thigh, but I need to do it. A
real man knows when a woman’s ready and when that time is right;
I’ll let go of all restraint, holding nothing back. “Oh look,
there’s no one here,” she says, while jumping out of my truck and
shutting the door behind her. I quickly jump out after her and reach
into the bed of my truck for some balls, a bat and a couple mitts.
“You know…” she spins around and faces me, while walking
backwards. “I’ve gotten pretty good over the months, while
playing with my son. Just a warning.” I believe it. Alec is damn
good at playing ball. I know because I taught him. “I guess we’ll
see just how good. But I should warn you…” “Let me guess…”
she says teasingly, while looking me over. “You play better in the
nude.” I laugh and hand her the bat. “I do everything better in
the nude. Again… a proven fact.” I arch a brow and grab a ball,
tossing it up, before catching it. “But, I was gonna say I hit
pretty far. Not sure it’ll be a fair game.” She keeps her eyes on
me, trying her best to look intimating as she strips her light jacket
off and tosses it at the fence with a cocked brow. Her confidence is
pretty damn sexy right now. “Oh yeah. Let’s play a different kind
of game them, Mr. Cocky. Show me how good you are when there’s a
little distraction.” “Okay.” I laugh, dying inside to hear what
she’s about to come up with. “Your rules. Like I said… I’ll
do anything you want.” She lifts a brow and steps around the fence,
up to the batter box. “Whoever hits the furthest out of three
balls, gets to choose an item of clothing for the other person to
take off. The first person down to their underwear, loses.” I smirk
while stretching, letting her know, I’m not taking it easy on her.
“You do know I strip for a living, remember? Getting me out of my
clothes is pretty fucking easy.” “Yes. But a challenge is sort of
fun… don’t you agree?” She’s the one looking cocky now, as if
she expects she won’t have to take much off. “More than you
know.” I undo the top few buttons of my shirt to give me some more
wiggle room and walk over to stand at the pitcher’s mound. “Game
fucking on.” Placing the bat between her legs, she holds up a
finger. “One sec…” I watch as she messes around behind her back
as if she’s either loosening or undoing her bra. “You’re not
the only one who needs a little more wiggle room,” she admits with
a grin. “Hey… I don’t have a problem with that. It’s the only
thing you’re gonna have on by the time this game is through, so you
might as well make sure it’s comfortable. Ready?” “I love your
confidence,” she says with a grin. It’s cute on you.” She nods
and gets into a batter stance. “I’m ready.” I grin and hold a
finger up. “Wait… I’m not quite ready yet.” Placing the ball
under my arm, I slowly undo my shirt and pull it open, making sure
she gets a nice view of my chest and abs. “You play dirty, I see.”
She shakes her head and puts on a serious face. “Show me what you
got, big guy.” “You sure you want me to?” I lift a brow and
reach down to unbutton my jeans. “That’s not what I meant!” she
yells. “Oh.” I smile. “Just checking…” I catch her gaze
zone in on my chest, watching it flex as I prepare to pitch the ball.
“Hey!” I yell. “Eye on the ball.” “Just throw it,” she
demands, while looking up and pretending she wasn’t just staring at
my body. “I’m ready.” Keeping my gaze on her, I throw the ball
and smile when she misses. “That was my warm up swing,” she says
with a small smile. “Don’t judge me just yet.” “I wasn’t
going to blame it on my body or anything...” I reach up and catch
the ball as she tosses it back. “I swear.” “Good. Because you’d
be wrong anyway.” She smiles and gets back into position, clearing
her throat a few times and fighting to keep her eyes off me. It has
my confidence spiking. After Eden takes all her swings, only hitting
one out of three balls, I take a swing, hitting the first ball so far
that we just let it go. “I believe that means I’m the winner of
round one…” I nod down at her feet. “I’ll start out easy so
you’re not naked within the first two rounds. Lose the sandals.”
Surprising me, Eden strips her shirt off with a confidence that has
my cock jumping. “I’m not worried, Kash. I won’t be naked
within two rounds. So don’t take it easy on me.” Apparently,
she’s going to play by her own rules, just not the ones she set for
the game. Holy fuck… I have no doubt she’s doing this as more of
a distraction than anything. A way to get back at me for screwing up
her first three swings. And seeing as I can’t seem to take my eyes
away from her perfect breasts; it might just help her at least get my
shirt the rest of the way off. “I’ve mastered multitasking pretty
damn well. I’ll prove it in more ways than one, Eden.” I say next
to her ear as we pass each other to switch places. You can tell my
words have worked her up a bit, because she doesn’t seem quite as
confident as she prepares for the second round. She shakes her head.
“No talking… cheater.” I laugh at her calling me a cheater.
“You’re the one standing across from me topless, when all you had
to lose were your shoes. You want to play… so I’m playing.” And
apparently, my dick wants to play too, because it’s standing at
full attention as I take her in, standing across from me in that red,
lacy bra. “Any day now,” she taunts. “Who’s distracted now?”
I pitch her three easy balls to hit this time, wanting to make sure
this game doesn’t end too fast. I’m enjoying myself with her way
too damn much to let this game be over soon. I’m actually surprised
when she hits the third ball far enough to just let the ball go and
use a new one. It’s pretty fucking hot. Especially the way her
breasts bounced as she swung. Shit… how can I play this off? Fuck
it. I won’t. I let myself be distracted as I take my swings, not
hitting them far for shit. Truthfully, I want out of these damn
clothes anyway. I want us both naked, our bodies pressed together as
I give up my restraint and take her. I want to feel her warm skin
against mine, our sweaty bodies rubbing together as I bury myself
deep and make her forget about Knight all together and how shitty he
was to her. I want to erase her memory with any other man, only
allowing her to think about me. Setting my gaze on hers, I pull my
shirt off and toss it, before unzipping my jeans and yanking them off
too. This has her pulling her eyes away from mine to scan over my
entire body. “Your turn,” I say, not giving her a chance to ask
me why I took off two items of clothing instead of one. She’ll find
out soon enough…
Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL
and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember.
After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their
own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion. She
lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just
highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a
good read. When she’s not reading or writing about bad boys, you
can find her watching her favorites shows such as Sons Of Anarchy,
Dexter and True Blood. She is the author of Wake Up Call, This
Regret, The Walk of Shame series, Get Off on the Pain, Something for
the Pain, Royal Savage, Thrust, Hard and Reckless, Damaged Locke, Pay
For Play, and Two Can Play. Victoria is currently working on more
releases for 2017.
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