The Third Baseman (The New York Lions #1)

by Lulu Moore

“I’ll ask you, Star. I’ll ask you whatever you want. I’ll give you whatever you want, but right now…” I moved my thumb and replaced it with my lips; the softest graze, the most gentle of presses – but only a taste; not even the briefest slip of my tongue against hers. She so was addictive, once I got started I’d never stop, especially when she began quivering. “I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry for hurting you. This week, when we were kids… every single time.”

“I’d do anything for you, Star.”

“Yeah, in one of your books. Jupiter is the protector planet, so I guess my job is to always protect you.”