* smut + fluff

In The Dugout *

Mile High *

When I Get Home You’re So…. *

Swipe Right *

Sweat It Out *

Sweat It Out….Harder *

Hey Now, You’re an All Star +

Jarren had a few days off for the season; it was all star break and for once he didn’t care that he didn’t make the team. He needed to reset at home, needed the ocean air and sound of the sea to calm him down. He wasn’t having the best season and it was really starting to eat at him.

The salt air felt good against his face as he took Titus for a walk on the beach, still on east coast time. He let Titus guide him down the empty beach, caught up in his own thoughts until he felt him tug towards the ocean. Jarren snapped out of his haze and looked up to see where Titus was heading.

“bud what are you doing” he says, trying to stop his dog from going up to the girl sitting in the sand; He doesn’t usually go up to someone he doesn’t know but he seems to be going right up to her. Jarren finally gets control of his lease when Titus stops and bumps his nose on the girls arm. “Oh, hello” she says, turning slightly to see Titus, Jarren freezes at the voice; he knows that voice.

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She felt the gentle nudge on her arm and turned to see a dog right next to her. She followed the lease up to the owner, “Jarren?” She asked, not believing her eyes. She hadn’t see him since he got called up to the big leagues. She’d seen him obviously, but not in person.

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He tried but couldn’t seem to get words out. He hadn’t seen her since he broke up with her in a panic after getting called up. He didn’t want to but he was an idiot and listened to someone who he thought was a friend; they weren’t.

“Hey” he finally answered, his free hand jammed in his pocket, Titus sitting next to her, tail wagging like he’d seen her yesterday.

She stood up, brushing the sand off of her ass and turning to face him. “How-how are you?” She stuttered, her heart doing a little flip in her chest. He could see she was just as nervous, as taken aback as he was.

“Good, just home for a few days before the second half of the season starts” He answered, fidgeting with Titus’ leash. She looked good, really good and he felt like the biggest asshole for breaking her heart. “How are you?”

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“Good” she lied. She’d just been fired from her job and didn’t know what she was going to do now. Thankfully she had stopped crying before they ended up in front of her. Titus was still sitting by her hand, she was absentmindedly rubbing between his ears, like she used to do. Jarren noticed.

She had kept up with his career, knew this year wasn’t his best, could see in his posture just how much anxiety he’s holding on to. She was about to say something when he broke the silence.

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“I’m sorry” he blurt out, needing to get it off his chest, “I never meant to hurt you.” He watches her face, watches her hear the words, watches the emotions change on her face. “I just wanted you to know that, come on Titus, let’s go bud” he says, turning to leave and let her get on with her life.

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She processes what he said. She knew he never meant to hurt her, she didn’t blame him. She blamed herself for not fighting more, for just letting him walk away. “Jarren wait” she called out, running after him. He stops and turns towards her, letting her catch up with him. “Do you want to walk with me?” She asks, a small smile spreading across her face. He’s here in front of her again, she’s not letting him walk away again without a fight. She may have tried to move on from him, but she never truly did.

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Jarren didn’t answer right away, wasn’t expecting her to want to spend any time with him. He never wanted to admit it to himself but he never moved on from her. Yeah he had hookups over the years, but never a girlfriend; not since her.

“Uh, yeah, sure” he answered finally, returning her shy smile with one of his own. Titus pulled him closer to her and took his place between them.

They walked along the beach in silence at first, neither knowing what to say.

“I never got over you” he finally said, looking at the ground, not wanting to see her face. “I tried to, but no one was you.”

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She felt her heart stop beating and the air leave her lungs at his confession. When she woke up this morning after the terrible week she had, she never expected to be here, walking the beach with the only person she ever truly loved. Her fingers itched to take his.

“Neither did I” she finally whispered, deciding to lay her whole heart out in front of her. She saw him tense next to her, instantly regretting her words.

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Jarren stopped walking, hell he stopped breathing. She never got over him either? Was she telling the truth or was she just trying to make him feel better after his apology. “Are you serious?” He asked, his voice wavering. She stopped walking and turned towards him, tears already in her eyes.

“I’m serious” she said, “I loved you then, Jarren, and I still love you now. I’ll always love you”

He dropped Titus’ leash, he wasn’t going anywhere, and walked up to her, taking her face in his hands. “I love you too” he says, his forehead pressed to hers, and leans down, pressing his lips to hers, she kissed him back.

“I was an idiot back then” he said, rubbing her cheeks, “I’m not losing you again”

The stadium was buzzing after the game but all she wanted to do was get to the field, get to Jarren and congratulate him. She was already on the first level thankfully but even getting out of the section was taking too long for her liking.

She could see him down on the field, being interviewed and started to cut through people. “Sorry, excuse me” she said, weaving between fans and the seats. She finally made it up to the concourse and started to run, looking for anyone who could direct her on how to get down there.

She was weaving in and out of people, getting looks whenever she bumped into some but she was determined to get to him. Outside of section 116 she sees an usher, “Is there field access at this section?” she asks, breathing hard from running. The woman looks at her, “you can’t go on the field” she tells her, looking her up and down like she was crazy. She pulls the player laminate pass out of her pocket and holds it out, “he’s my boyfriend, I need to get to him.” The woman looks at the pass and lets her by, mumbling something she didn’t catch under her breath.

Finally, she makes it to a section that will allow her on the field; she runs down the stairs. He’s surrounded by his family but he sees her running and smiles even wider. “JARREN” she yells, tears streaming down her face. He’s over at the wall, in front the security guard blocking the door, “that’s my girlfriend” he tells them and they open the door.

She runs into his arms. “I am so fucking proud of you baby” she says into his chest through tears. Jarren picks her up, her legs instantly locking around his waist and he gives her a searing kiss. “So so so proud of you” she peppers kisses to his lips, “I love you.”

He places her down on her feet and wipes the tears streaming down her cheeks, “I love you to baby, couldn’t have done this without you.” The cameras were still rolling but he didn’t care, she was the one person he truly wanted to celebrate with.

Jarren was pulled in all different directions; photos over there, another interview over here, but he made sure she never left his side. She was his rock and he needed her tonight.

She’s watching him get interviewed by Fox, ESPN, MLB Network and can’t stop smiling, He’s worked so hard to get here. Jarren is sitting at the table in front of multiple media reps but his eyes are focused on her. “I love you” she mouths to him and watches him smile before answering the next question asked to him.

What feels like hours later they finally make it back to the hotel. Still energized from the nights events but also exhausted. “I really couldn’t have done any of this without you baby” he says, pulling her in for another kiss. “Yes you could have” she tells him, hand cradling his cheek, “you are an incredible player Jarren, you did all of this on your own, I just watched and cheered from the seats.”

“But knowing you were there is what made it worth it” he says, his brown eyes meeting hers. “I love you so much babe” he mumbles against her lips, “You’re my biggest fan.”

“I am, and I will be forever” she replies, kissing him back harder.

The elevator ride up from the gym felt like forever. Jarren was griping her hips hard enough to bruise but if he didn’t, he’d probably fuck her right there. And her pressing her ass back into him wasn’t helping.

“Ready for a different workout baby” he says, grinding into her, she bites her lip and nods. The elevator opens on their floor and he practically drags her out. She laughs as she tries to keep up with him. He turns around and picks her up, throwing her over his shoulder. “Jarren oh my god put me down” she squeals. He laughs but says nothing, walking down to their door.

He unlocks the door and carriers her right to the bedroom. “Shower, now” he says, putting her back on her feet and walking into the bathroom. Wasting no time she quickly removes her clothes and joins him. He’s already under the hot stream of water, his back towards her. She bites her lip and just watches for a minute, the water running down his back, over every taut muscle there to his tight ass. “I can feel you staring baby” he says, not turning around.

She steps into the shower and runs her hands up his back, “mmm, just admiring your pump” she says, placing a kiss on his back. He turns around and grips her waist, spinning her under the water. “The pump you so rudely interrupted” he laughs, watching the water run down her chest, between her breasts. He reaches out and cups one breast, “not that I’m complaining” he says, kneading, watching her eyes dilate.

He leans down and kisses her, hard. Hands moving down to her ass and pulling her close; against his still painfully hard cock. “Jarren” she moans, head lolling back under the water as he kisses down her neck. She pushes him back slightly and sinks down to her knees, the water now hitting her back. “My turn” she says, licking her lips and wrapping her hand around his cock and pumping before placing a kiss on his head. “Mmm, fuck baby” he moans above her, watching her take his cock in her mouth. She takes as much of him in as she can, her hand working what doesn’t fit. Jarren’s hand goes into her wet hair and grips, anchoring her in place.

“Oh fuck your mouth feels so good” he groans, slowly thrusting into her mouth, watching her lips stretch around him. She gags a little as he hits the back of her throat and pops off of him to breathe, her fist continuing to pump him. She meets his eyes when she takes him back into her mouth, swirling her tongue and sucking him harder. “Fuck” he moans, head falling back, submitting to her. Jarren lets her work him until he feels like he’s about to cum; he pulls her mouth off of him “mmm, need to fill that pussy with my cum baby.”

She stands and he spins her around, pushing her against the wall and smacking her ass. “So eager for me” he says watching her arch her back and stick her ass out for him. He drags his cock through her folds before sinking deep into her. “oh fuck, Jarren” she moans, forehead dropping to the wall.

“your pussy was made for me” he says, pulling out slowly and thrusting back in hard. He sets a brutal pace, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the small bathroom. He pulls her flush against him as his hips snap into her. “So fucking wet for me” he moans, hand sliding up her body and wrapping loosely around her neck. She moans, her walls clenching as he tightens just slightly around her throat. “You like that baby, want me to squeeze harder?” He groans, feeling her get tighter.

“Jar” she moans, lifting onto her tip toes and pressing back into him, meeting his thrusts. His hand around her throat tightens a little more, not cutting off her airflow, just adding pressure, as he fucks her harder.

The water is starting to get cold but they don’t care, too caught up in each other. He pulls out of her suddenly and spins her back around, picking her up and backing her into the wall. “Wanna see your face when you make a mess on my cock” he growls, pulling her back down onto him. Her head falls back against the wall at his words, a whimper escaping her lips. His thrusts are brutal, her back sliding up the wall with each one.

She snakes her arms around his neck, hands going to his curls at the nape of his neck and gripping. “Fuck Jarren, harder” she moans, voice cracking. He hikes her legs up higher on his hips and speeds up his thrust as best he can. “Fuck” he moans, his balls starting to tighten, “Gripping me so tight baby girl.”

She feels him start to falter, knowing he’s close. “Fill me up Jar, want your cum so deep in me.” His head falls to her shoulder, her words bringing him even closer to the edge. “Fuck, I’m so close” he moans against her, hips slowing. He fucks into her hard before stalling and spilling deep inside her. “Ahh fuck” he moans, he cock pulsing. She feels him deep; so deep, her own orgasm hitting hard. She milks him for every drop.

They stay like that, Jarren pinning her to the wall and catch their breath, the water now falling cold around them. “Think you worked harder there than at the gym baby” she laughs, feeling his chest heave against her. He unwraps her legs from his waist and sets her feet down, reluctantly pulling out of her; their mess visible on her thighs. “Guess I wanted a leg workout too” he laughs, “fucking worth it” he states, eyes settling between her thighs.