//Sorry. This has been in my box for a bit. Finally inspiration hit. Hope you enjoy! He’s got me panting.//

“Hey you”, Peter gave you a wide grin. “Glad you’re still here.” 

 “Of course. Great game by the way.” Pressing to your tip toes you placed a kiss to his soft lips. 

Peter pulled you closer, pressing your soft body against his hard, muscular chest. “Mmm…you taste like cotton candy” he gently bit your bottom lip. 

“Careful there slugger or I just might have to fuck you right here in this dugout”, sliding your hands down to grab his ass. “Your ass looks amazing in these pants by the way.”

 “And these shorts are very short.” He nuzzled your neck, kissing up to your jaw before delivering a bruising kiss. He started fumbling with your button and zipper.

 “Peter..we..not here..ahhh” you breathed out as has he successfully undid your shorts and slid his hand into your panties. 

“No take backs darling. Plus..mmm” he bit his lip as you carressed him through his tight pants.
Pushing him back to the screen of the dugout you unbuttoned his pants and clumsily pushed them down. You stroked his erection causing him to his through his teeth.

“If we get caught-” you started to say. 

“Then we’ll have a good story, won’t we?”, he growled.
He spun you around, pressing you against the wall of the dugout. Reaching around he slowly started circling your clit with his thumb as two fingers plunged into you. He always made sure you were ready. “Hmmm…excited darling?” 

“God. Please Peter”, you pleaded. His erection was pushing into your lower back.

 “Whatever you want.” He removed his fingers and slowly slid his hard cock into you. He let out a groan as he slowly started moving in and out of you. His thumb stayed where it was.

 “Jesus that feels good. Faster, fuck me good” you coaxed him on as you pushed back onto him.

 “My God, you are so hot like this” he replied, then smacked your ass. His hands gripped tighter on your hips as his speed picked up.

He slammed into you over and over. You could feel it,  “Oh, oh, oh Peter. Fuck. Ah.” You came so hard you thought your knees would buckle.

Peter growled as he thrust into you one last time and stilled. The two of you stood panting and trying to regain your wits. Peter slowly pulled out of you and the two of you rearranged clothing. Gathering you in his arms, he pressed a sweet kiss to our lips. “Thank you.”

“For what? Fucking your brains out?” and you laughed.

He chuckled, “well that and for being at every game and supporting me, and loving me and just for being you. I love you.” 

“I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.” Wrapping your arms around his waist, your laid your head on his chest and smiled at how lucky you were.