Next to him, Larry felt his nephew tense up so quickly leaned forward to look around him. When he saw the young woman with the green eyes staring back at Tom his own old heart jumped. He knew that look well, and it was about time someone looked at Tom that way. He smiled to himself and lifted his cane, bringing it sharply down onto Tom’s big foot.
The big man jumped and snapped his head to his uncle, not even realizing who he was and about to rip his head off for interrupting. It took him a moment to come back to himself before he looked down sheepishly.
“Don’t just stare at her, boy, go talk to her!” He hissed and made a motion to shoo Tom away. Tom still didn’t seem to have come back into his own body, so Larry lightly pushed him till he stood up.
Finally Tom looked back at the woman, who had been watching curiously, but when he stood she froze. Tom guessed she hadn’t yet realized how big he was, and felt his face heat up. Every fiber of his being told him to talk to her, yet when their eyes met again all rational thought disappeared from his mind. It wasn’t until Larry pushed the back of his legs with his cane that Tom realized he needed to get away from his annoying uncle.
She apparently had the same thought because she turned to the young man beside her and said something quickly to which he just nodded, his focus entirely on the game. When she turned back she motioned with her head to follow her up the stairs, which Tom did as though in a trance. He couldn’t tear his eyes from her figure once she stood and stepped gracefully in front of him before she started climbing. Her long dark brown hair waved carelessly across her back as she moved and he felt entranced in the waterfall motion before his eyes moved further down and he couldn’t suppress a hiss at the sudden tightness in his pants. God, she had a great ass too. It took everything in him not to reach up and touch it, but too soon they had reached the top of the steps and she moved to the side, where thankfully, no one else was standing.
She placed a hand on the guard rail and looked back down to the young boy, making sure he was still in her sight. Tom took a moment to appreciate that she had that watchful mindset as he stepped beside her. Neither looked directly at each other for a moment until he couldn’t bear the silence for another second.
“I-I’m Tom.” He said. His face still felt overwhelmingly hot, and he couldn’t stand how he felt his hands shaking as they rested next to hers. If his body kept this up she would think he’s an i***t! He cursed himself in his mind. He felt empty, yet full at the same time, as though he weren’t really there and he could float away at any second. These feelings were too strong for him and he felt lightheaded.
“Lisa.” God her voice sent shivers down his spine! She sounded warm and confident as she held out her hand for him to shake. He took the offered limb softly, and the moment they touched a pleasant spark passed between them causing them to lock eyes again.
Lisa felt the blood rush to her cheeks again, just as they had when she first saw those bright blue orbs piercing into her own, but this time, with his hand grasping hers, she didn’t feel as faint. In fact, that big warm hand made her feel as strong as the large burly man before her. He had a deep, gravelly voice that she knew she would never get enough of. She never thought she could be attracted by a voice, but this man had definitely changed her mind.
“Lisa…I have to admit that I’m very…I feel like…I just…” Tom gave up and sighed in defeat. He was a big dumb i***t and any second now she would start laughing at him. He couldn’t even understand why she came up here with him unless someone was playing a trick on him, getting him to act like an fool.
“I get it…I don’t understand what just happened, but I’m guessing you felt it too?” She gave his hand a small squeeze and he looked back at her with a nod. His eyes were so large with shock and she gladly dove back into them, just as he did hers. The top of her head reached just below his chin, yet somehow she didn’t seem to have any problem looking him straight in the face, and Tom realized it was because he had steadily been leaning closer and closer to her, without meaning to. When he saw that she didn’t seem to mind he decided not to pull away.
“I’m still feeling it. I just…I’d understand if you didn’t feel the same. I’m not even sure what this feeling is…but it’s fantastic!” He breathed out. He watched as she moved her other hand to his free arm. They were now facing each other, standing so close as she trailed her hand up to his shoulder. He felt goosebumps wherever she touched and his pants grew tight again.
She chuckled softly and he couldn’t deny anymore that he had pitched a tent. She was so close she felt it against her stomach and the thought of what was happening to the big man before her made her legs weak. “Yeah, it really is! I never thought this type of thing really happened!” Her voice grew soft with wonder as she fingered the end of his beard. She had never been with a bearded man before, and wondered how it would feel against her skin. He had obviously been growing it for a while, since it almost reached his mid-neck, but it was softer than she imagined it would be, and an image of combing it for him popped into her head.
Tom couldn’t get enough of her fingers caressing his beard, and sighed deeply when her tiny hand cupped his face. No woman had ever touched him with such tenderness and affection, yet here was this perfect female, already wrapping him around her finger and taking liberties he would normally not permit for months, if ever. He couldn’t remember consciously deciding to grow a beard, but once it had started growing he decided he liked it and became somewhat protective of it, even breaking it off with one woman who said she couldn’t stand it and demanded he shave. Now, having her gently pulling her fingers through it, he knew why he had kept it for so long. Every movement of her fingers sent waves of pleasure through him.
“Lisa, if you keep doing that we’re leaving this game and finding a hotel.” Tom warned. His voice had a slightly breathy quality now, and Lisa watching with fascination as his eyes dilated, giving truth to his words. She laughed lightly, but pulled her hand away.
“My brother wouldn’t appreciate that. He really loves these teams, but isn’t old enough to go home alone.” Though she had pulled her hand away Tom reach out so he was holding both of hers in his own.
“They are very good. Both pitchers lead the division in strikeouts.” Tom stated, glad to think of something that would settle down his throbbing member.
“So I’ve heard.” He was curious about her adorable giggle after those words and gave her a look that told her to continue. “Connor rambled all the way here. My dad got those as season seats just for him, but no matter how many times we come he never has a shortage of things to say.”
“Hm. I’ve never seen you here before. We get the season seats too.” His brow furrowed, feeling a slight irritation that he hadn’t met her before. They might have been sitting close to each other so many times over the years and only just now meeting!?
“I hardly ever come. It’s usually my dad and him, sort of their bonding time, I suppose.” She shrugged it off. “They know way more about the sport than I do. I just enjoy the show.” She flushed as she realized that he might actually like a woman who enjoyed sports as much as he did, but Tom looked upon her affectionately, thinking it was great how she supported her brother.
He also couldn’t help but notice how adorable she looked when her cheeks turned pink, making her tiny freckles pop. As he looked at her his mind went blank and he didn’t even notice as he leaned in even closer. Nothing crossed his mind until he felt her breath on his lips. If he kept this up he’d become a bumbling i***t without a thought in his head all the time. But when she closed the small gap between them and he felt her warm, soft lips dancing against his own he couldn’t care. She melted into him, trailing her arms back up his shoulders as he wrapped his own around her waist, pulling her body flush to his.
She inwardly chuckled when she remembered how turned on he’d been when she touched his beard, so was amazed that he was going so far as to kiss her. Still, she didn’t want him to stop, so kept her hands just low enough not to touch anything sensitive, even as she felt him spring back to attention against her stomach. He felt impossibly large against her, but she couldn’t worry about that now when the heat from his large hands caused her whole body to heat up like she had stood in a dry sauna. He kept one pressed firmly into her back, but brought the other up to cup her neck, tilting her head up to him even more.
He lightly used his tongue to lick her lower lip, asking gently for access she was more than happy to give, but she couldn’t contain her moan when he dove in, seeming to lose his mind when he finally tasted her. Suddenly he became forceful and she felt his hip buck roughly against her once, trying to find friction. Her gasp only gave him deeper access to her mouth and a deep animalistic groan escaped him.
Her legs felt weak and she knew that if he wasn’t holding her body completely flush with his she would have collapsed by now, the waves of heat and pleasure from him overwhelming her with a desire she’d never felt before. She couldn’t even think of pulling away since his giant hand held her so firmly in place, even as he bucked again, grinding his member into her. In two seconds what had started as a sweet and tender moment had turned into them practically mating in front of a home crowd of baseball fans. She just couldn’t find her mind enough to care.
Until…