Chapter 12 - Molly

Tyler pulled me up and off him, so I was standing on the ground near him. He got up off the bench, led me to the end of the dugout, and had me place both my hands on the wall that usually held the helmets.

“I don’t think I will ever look at the wall of helmets the same again,” he said with a chuckle.

Instinctively, I pushed my ass out, and Tyler let out a low groan. He positioned himself behind me and wrapped his arms around my gigantic breasts. He thrust into me, and I tried to moan as quietly as I could. He squeezed my boobs in the same rhythm as he was pumping into me. I began pushing myself off the wall so I could meet him thrust for thrust.

“Fuck, baby, you are so perfect!” he praised.

“This feels so good!” I called out. “But I need you deeper.”

He let go of my boobs with one hand but still continued to thrust into me. The rhythm was off, and I could tell he was distracted, so I looked over my shoulder. He was grabbing a crate filled with baseballs from the bench near us. Soon, baseballs were rolling out all around us. He pulled out of me and kicked some of the balls away from around our feet.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“You’ll see,” he said with a smirk.

Tyler placed the crate on the ground next to me and asked me to step up onto it. I stepped up without a second thought and placed my hands back on the wall. He thrust back into me, and I tipped my head back and moaned. With the extra height, he was able to thrust deeper more easily, and it felt so good. I could feel every ridge and groove of his cock inside me. This time, he held on to my hips and said it was to make sure I didn’t fall off the crate. I loved that he was so protective of me, even in the middle of fucking me.

The crate began to squeak in time with our movements, and it seemed to spur him to go harder and faster.

“Oh, oh, oh! I’m close!” I cried.

I could tell he was close, too, because his dick was twitching inside me. He pumped harder and harder into me until we heard a loud crack.

“Oh! Fuck!” Tyler cried as he released inside me. “Lean forward, baby. I’ve got you.” He wrapped his arms around me tightly, and I began to come as I was lifted off the ground. The crate was no longer under my feet. He held me as we rode out our releases together. He pulled out of me and gently placed me on the ground next to the broken crate that lay in pieces on the floor of the dugout.

“Oh my god! My fat ass broke it!” I couldn’t help but laugh.

“You are not fat! You are pregnant with my babies! Plus, I don’t think it was made for that kind of workout,” my husband said, laughing as well. “God damn, that was fucking amazing. Thank you for letting me live out a fantasy of mine!” He pulled me into him for a passionate kiss. Without breaking our kiss, he lifted me to stand on the bench. I loved that we were about the same height now. I easily wrapped my arms around his neck and giggled into his mouth.

“This really makes kissing easier!”

“I know! And my back doesn’t hurt from having to bend down so far!”

“Shut up!” I cried with a smile on my face. “You’re lucky I love you!” I brought my mouth back to his for another kiss. He was able to easily reach around and grasp my ass cheeks as we kissed. My man really was an ass man. I felt him getting hard again already and hoped he would enter me like this. I wondered if my belly would get in the way of us doing it this way, standing up with my legs wrapped around his waist. I knew he would be strong enough to hold me.

“Hey! Who is out here? This is private property! The cops have been called!” A male voice shouted from somewhere in the spectator seats.

“Oh my god!” I whispered as Ty helped me off the bench. “This is why I left my shirt on!” He basically threw my shorts at me as he pulled his own pants up.

“Come on, I know my way around, and we won’t get caught.”

“Crap! Where is my underwear?” I asked as he pulled his shirt back over his head and slipped on his shoes. I was glad I was wearing flip flops and easily put them on. But if we had to run fast, it would make it more challenging. He grabbed my hand and started leading me down the dugout steps into the hallway that led to the locker room.

“In my pocket,” Ty said with a wink. “I need a reminder of this amazing night.”

“Ok, I can’t decide if that’s weird and gross or sweet and gross,” I said as we rushed down the hallway and past the locker room doors. I was trying my best to keep up with him. It was hard with my shorter legs and the bad choice of footwear.

We heard a clanging as we passed the next room, and Tyler halted to a stop. “I have an idea!” He quickly turned back aground and opened the door. We walked into the weight room where Cooper, Ivan, Hayden, Jude, and Antonio were working out.

“Hey!” Ty said to his friends as he tore off his shirt and stepped on the closest machine to him, the stair stepper. “If the security guards come in, we’ve been here as long as you have.”

“Well, you know only players are allowed to use the weight room,” Ivan reminded him.

“Yeah, Molly, maybe you should hide in the trainers’ room, in case the guards come in,” Hayden recommended.

I loved how these guys didn’t even ask any questions about what we were doing. Ivan opened the trainers’ door for me, and I went in and sat down at the desk. He left the door open a crack so that I would have a little light and could still hear what was going on. I picked up my phone to text the girls but made sure to turn the sound off.

Me: OMG public sex is CRAZY nerve-wracking but exhilarating at the same time!

Meadow: No fucking way! You go girl!!!

Pen: Public sex is so fun. Proud of you!

Meadow: I have to know - where???

Me: Let’s just say I’ll never look at the dugout the same way…

Pen: Oh, I bet Ty loved that!

Me: It was a dream of his. So, he kept my underwear… not sure if that’s creepy or sweet…

Meadow: That’s so hot!

Pen: He probably wanted a reminder of the best sex he’s ever had. If you weren’t married it might be creepy. But since you are, it”s hot.

Me: That’s what he said…

Meadow: My dream is to do it on the beach someday.

Me: Ew, no! You’d get sand EVERYWHERE! Plus, I burn no matter how much sunscreen I wear so the beach is not my ideal vacation.

Pen: I’ve done it on the beach. It was awesome and then you just go in the water after and rinse off all the sand. It’s worth it. Us non-gingers love the beach!

Meadow: That’s why I love you, P!

Me: You guys can have the beach. I’ll stick to dugouts! Oh! I think I hear the security guards in the weight room. I’ll fill you in on everything later.

Meadow: Security guards? Girl, you”ve got some explaining to do….

“Hey, gentleman. Sorry to bother you,” I heard an unfamiliar male voice say. “Have you guys seen or heard anything recently?”

“Just this guy grunting and groaning as he adds too much weight to his set,” I heard Cooper say, but I wasn’t sure who he was talking about.

“Thanks a lot, man,” one of the guys said, maybe Jude.

“Well, let us know if you guys hear anything unusual. It looks like someone was messing around in the dugout. They knocked over a bunch of baseballs and broke the crate they were in, but I think we scared them away.”

”Thanks for keeping us safe,” I heard Ivan say.

“Probably just some bored teenagers,” Cooper said.

“Most likely. You guys keep up the good work!” The guard said and shut the door.

“What the heck did you do with our baseballs, Stone?” I heard Hayden ask.

“They just got in our way. You can come out, baby.”

I stepped out of the trainers’ office and into Tyler’s waiting arms.

“Please, tell me you were doing what I hope you were doing in the dugout,” Cooper said, while wagging his eyebrows.

“What we did is between my wife and me,” Tyler said as he pulled me closer to him and kissed the top of my head.

“I still can”t get used to that,” Hayden said with a shake of his head. “I can’t believe you guys are married.”

“You have fun?” Ivan asked me with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

I felt a blush in my cheeks and smiled. “Yeah, we had fun.”

“Good for you guys,” Cooper said with a clap on Ty’s shoulder. “I wish I were getting laid.”

“Why aren’t you?” Jude asked him. “There are girls all over us after every game.”

Cooper just shrugged. “I’m over the random girls.”

I had to smile and wondered if Cooper was holding out for a certain friend of mine. “Good for you, Coop.”

“I have to say I do love seeing you here getting extra work outs in,” Ty said to his friend. “You’re gonna move up quick with your super fastball now.”

“Yeah, I heard all about Super Cooper!” I said with a huge grin. “I can’t wait to see it in person!”

“You will soon enough, shorty,” Cooper said and ruffled my hair. “I wish you were catching for me, Stone. I feel more comfortable with you.”

“Bro, you have to build up your confidence. I obviously won’t always be able to catch for you,” Tyler said with a serious look on his face. “But, hey, if you do come up to Double-A soon, I can definitely catch for you there!”

I didn’t mean to, but I let out a huge yawn just then. I clasped my hand over my mouth in embarrassment. Today had been a very long day, and after the fun we just had in the dugout and the excitement after, I was exhausted.

“Sorry our baseball talk is boring you, Molly!” Hayden said with a laugh.

“It’s not! I’m sorry! I’m just so tired.”

“I better get you to bed,” Tyler said. “I don’t know if we’ll see you guys before you leave for your road trip tomorrow or not. If not, good luck!”

“Thanks, asshole,” Ivan said and gave him a guy hug. “Wish you were coming.”

“Me, too, man. Molly and I have a meeting with the insurance agent and a contractor to talk about options.”

“Hopefully, it goes well.” Hayden said and gave Ty a hug, too.

“Bye, Super Cooper!” I said and reached up to hug our tall friend.

“You told her the nickname?” Cooper asked after he let me go from our hug.

“Of course, I did,” Tyler said with a shrug.

“I like it! It will catch on. Especially after I make signs and have Peyton and Camden holding them up!”

Cooper shook his head but had a grin on his handsome face. “I can’t wait to see that! I love those kids!”

“So, I have some interesting news. I’m not sure if it’s good or bad,” my insurance agent, Amber Fletcher, said. She was the cousin of my realtor, Autumn. “Gerald and Lisa Portillo, who own Uncle P”s Dry Cleaning, have decided not to rebuild. They are going to take their insurance pay out and are moving to Florida. As you know, they have the lot next to your bakery. I talked to Autumn, and if you are interested in buying it, I would make an offer quickly. That way, you could have a larger bakery, not to mention a bigger living space above. She also mentioned that you could buy both lots, just have more living space above, and rent out the second lot for more income.”

I looked at Tyler and sighed. That was a lot of information to take in and a big decision to make.

“With two babies, more living space would be nice,” my husband mentioned. “How much more are we talking? I make a little more in Double-A and don’t spend very much.”

“Actually, not much since it’s just the lot,” Amber said, gesturing to the contractor. “The out-of-pocket expenses will be discussed when you talk to Mr. Stefan McDonald here.”

“Have you ever thought about just taking the pay out?” Tyler asked, out of nowhere.

“What?” I asked, almost in shock.

“I don’t know. It’s nothing we’ve ever discussed before, but maybe you could rebuild your bakery in Bristol and be closer to me.”

“What happens when you move up to -A in Bluffton and play for the Storm? And then when you get called up to the Coyotes? Do I move my bakery to every city? What if you get traded to the St. Louis Vikings? Do I move my bakery there?” I was so angry I was practically shaking.

Tyler held his hands up in surrender. “Molly, baby, I am so sorry! I didn’t think…”

“No. You didn’t.” All of a sudden, my emotions were all over the place, and I felt tears well up in my eyes. “Do you know how badly I would love to be closer to you all the time? Don’t you know how much I miss you? If it were just us, I would say to hell with it all and get a food truck to follow you around from stadium to stadium. But we have these babies to think about. I want them to have a stable home. I want to rebuild here, Tyler. I feel at home here. This is central to all the Coyotes’ minor league teams, which just makes sense. I know it hasn’t been that long but…”

Tyler stood up during my speech and was now kneeling in front of my chair. “Molly, shhhh, I’m sorry.” He kissed my tear-soaked cheeks. “I wasn’t thinking. I just want you close to me, too. I was being selfish. After almost losing you in the tornado, I just want you as close to me as possible. I’m sorry I upset you. I’m glad you feel comfortable here, and we’ll make this your dream bakery. We’ll find a way to buy both lots and have a bigger home upstairs for our babies, okay? We’re going to need the room because I want at least five kids. You can design it however you want. If I have to borrow money from Landon, or we have to take out loans, I want you to have your bakery and our home.”

“Five kids?” I cried out. “Who is giving birth to all five of these babies of yours?”

“You are!” Tyler said with a chuckle. “Seven is my lucky number, and I want a family of seven, including us.”

I wiped away my tears and leaned into him for a hug. Man, these pregnancy emotions were really all over the place. “I love that. I will give you five kids, Tyler Stone.”

“So, if I’m hearing you guys correctly, you want me to call my cousin and have her put an offer on the Uncle P”s lot?” Amber asked.

“Oh my gosh!” I exclaimed and covered my face in embarrassment. I had totally forgotten we were in a conference room and having a meeting with the insurance agent and contractor. “That was so unprofessional. I am so sorry!”

“I have a six month old baby at home, honey. I know how pregnancy hormones are,” Amber said. “And let me tell you, I wish your bakery had been open to make the cupcakes for my baby shower. The ones my mom got were not good at all. I am so relieved to hear that you want to rebuild here.”

“You know, Pen’s cousin wanted us to make her wedding cake. Maybe we could make cakes and other bakery orders out of Pen’s kitchen until Batter Up! reopens. It would be a way to keep income coming in. That way, we could pay for the second lot.”

“Well, the insurance policy you got with Mrs. Fletcher was a very good policy. We can do a lot with the amount they are giving you. You will get some extra from the Tornado Relief Fund, and you have the option to take out loans, if needed,” Stefan McDonald said as he looked over the paperwork in front of him. “I have the blueprints from the former Batter Up!, and we can recreate it exactly as it was, or we can start over from scratch. If you are going to expand into the second lot, you will definitely start from scratch. We do have different models you can look at to get ideas.”

“I know I still want two kitchens in the back. That is non-negotiable.”

Tyler’s phone began to ring, and he showed me the caller ID. “It’s Mack. Are you ok if I take this out in the hallway?”

“Of course,” I said. “Hopefully, Nico is awake and doing okay.”

As Tyler went into the hallway, I looked over some of Stefan’s ideas and decided we would definitely do a lot of the same things downstairs. If I were to expand the bakery, I figured I could put in more seating and even a children’s area, like Pen and I had been considering. I couldn’t wait to go over a lot of the ideas with her.

Stefan also told me that his wife, Angie, was an interior decorator and could help with picking out furniture and everything for the apartment upstairs to make it a home. I couldn’t wait to talk to her about making the nursery baseball-themed.

“I just got a text from Autumn, and you’re in for the lot next door! Gerald Portillo, Uncle P himself, was excited you were the one to buy it,” Amber said. “She’ll work up all the paperwork.”

“He would come in all the time to sneak a cream horn, when his wife wasn”t looking. I will miss him when they move to Florida!” I said, ”But that is awesome news! Thank you so much!”

Tyler came back in the door with a grim look on his face.

“Oh my god! Please, tell me Nico is okay! If he…”

Tyler put his fingers to my lips and shook his head. “He’s alive, don’t worry. But he’s gonna have a hard road ahead of him.” Ty looked down at a piece of paper in his hand that I hadn’t noticed before. “I wrote it down so I’d get all the info correct. The doctors got the results of the scan, and it looks like Nico did hit his head during the tornado. It caused disruption to the blood flow to his cochlear nerve. Because of that, he has lost all of his hearing.”

“Oh my gosh! That poor baby!” I said and hugged my husband. “I’m so relieved he’s okay, but man. He’s lost his mom and his hearing.”

“Mack’s freaking out, and with the team on the road, he wanted…”

“Say no more. Let’s go back to the hospital.”

“This is why I love you,” Ty said and squeezed me tighter to him. “You can stay here and do your planning. Are you okay if I go? I would need to borrow your car. Mack wanted me to stop by his place and gather some of Nico’s toys and clothes that are familiar to him.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to go with you?”

“I would love for you to come, but you need to get this stuff worked out because you’ll be coming on the road with me soon. I’ll get my Molly time, then.”

“Give Nico a hug from me,” I told him. “And so you know, I just might stop by and check out those kittens. I think Nico will need one, and I might pick out one for us.”

“I’ll double check with Mack about how he feels about a kitten and let you know. If you find one that you love for us, let’s do it. Make sure it’s okay with Pen, since you are staying with her, but I’m okay with a kitten.”

I squealed with excitement. I leaned up on my tip toes and gave him a kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” he said. “But only one cat!”