She's All I Ever Wanted (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 6

Zoe's POV

I left my last class early and ran to the bathroom with my softball bag over my shoulder. I got changed as fast as I could and got out to my car to head to the softball fields. My heart dropped when my car didn't start.

"No, don't do this! Not now," I groaned in exasperation.

I heard the loud purr of an engine next to my car. When I looked up I couldn't help but smile. Whitney was pulled up next to me in her sports car, her arm out the window with aviator sunglasses on her beautiful hazel eyes.

"Hot damn," I said my jaw on the floor.

Those glasses made her hotter than ever.

"Need a ride," she asked with a smirk.

I nodded and grabbed my softball bag, jumping into the passenger seat of her car. We peeled out of the parking lot and over to the fields. She parked her car away from the fence, which I honestly didn't blame her for. I wouldn't want my expensive sports car getting beamed with a ball.

We were the only ones on the field right then, as much as I wanted to I knew we couldn't do anything right then because the rest of the team would be there any minute. I put my helmet on the shelf and hung my bat up. I got my glove out, setting it on the bench.

I squealed in surprise when I felt arms wrap around my waist. Whitney pulled me back against her body, sweetly kissing my neck. She turned me around and took my lips in a passionate, deep kiss, her tongue exploring my mouth. She pulled away, smirking at my expression. I could feel my cheeks on fire and I knew I was blushing. God, why in the hell did she have to kiss me like that right before a game?

"If you play well tonight, you'll get more than just a kiss," she said winking as she sat down on the bench to write the line up.

The rest of the team showed up, making it impossible for me to respond the way I wanted to to that. We warmed up and before I knew it it was already time for the game to start. I was behind home plate, in my catchers gear, waiting for the pitch that would kick off the beginning of my last season of high school softball.

I glanced over at the dugout where Coach Warner was sitting on a bucket in the opening to the dugout. Her aviators were on and I felt my body grow warm at how hot she looked. Then my eyes widened as I realized I had missed the pitch she had called. I just nodded, pretending I had seen it and then I gave the call to the pitcher. Haylee gave me an almost imperceptible nod and stepped up to the pitcher's mound. It was perfect! The batter swung, missing by a long shot.

When I looked back over at Coach Warner she was frowning, I could tell I had obviously guessed the wrong pitch. But hey, it worked, Haylee's pitch had been perfect! This time I paid attention to the call and yet again it was perfect. Three batters got up to hit and three sat down just as fast.

When I ran into the dugout, Coach Warner pulled me aside. She grabbed my chest pad by the collar and pulled my face close to hers.

"Next time I give you a pitch to call, pay attention," she said smirking teasingly.

"Yes ma'am," I replied nodding.

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Whitney's POV

Damn! Why did it turn me on so much when she called me ma'am? I shook my head as I watched her walk into the dugout. The team got a quick cheer and then I ran over to third base. Zoe was the fourth batter in the lineup and when she got up to the plate the bases were loaded. An inside pitch was thrown and my heart nearly stopped when I thought she was going to swing at it. Inside pitches normally got her.... but this time she had some discipline and held off. It was called a ball.

The next pitch was beautiful... and it was hit right off the sweet spot on Zoe's bat. It soared over the fence and all I could do was grin. Zoe rounded second with her hands in the air. As she rounded third I gave her a high five and a smile.

By the end of the game Zoe had gotten four runners out at second who were trying to steal. And topping that she hit two home runs in that one game. She didn't let a single pitch to by her and besides the one call I had given her she had a flawless game.

As I shook hands with the other team's coach after the game I couldn't help but smile.

Looks like Zoe really is going to get more than a kiss from me tonight, I thought.

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Zoe's POV

The game ended and I honestly don't think I could have been happier. We won 15-2 and I had played probably the best game of my career. The look Coach Warner gave me at the end of the game gave me chills of anticipation. She had promised that if I played well she would reward me with more than just a kiss.

Just as I was helping the team clean out the dugout my phone rang. I blinked in surprise at the name that came up: Mom.

"Hello," I said, nervous as I answered.

"Zoe, where are you," my mom asked in an annoyed tone.

"The softball fields."

"Get your ass home!"

She hung up before I could respond. I just stared at my phone for a moment then I finished helping with the clean up. After everything was picked up and the field was raked everyone left. I sat on the bench staring out at the field, not wanting to leave the only place I had ever truly felt happiness.

"I take it your mom upset you again," Whitney said sitting beside me.

I just frowned and continued staring at the field.

"Can you give me a ride home," I asked quietly, avoiding the question.

"Sure," she said with a smile.

We walked out to her car and just like I always did, I marveled at how gorgeous her car was. As we started down the road, the engine purring, she rested her hand on my thigh. I tensed up at her touch, surprised by where her hand was resting. My heart started hammering in my chest when her soft hand slid up my thigh. When she reached the waistline of my softball pants she slowly undid the belt and then the snap on the pants.

I swallowed hard, looking over at her. Whitney smirked mischievously, keeping her eyes on the road.

"I do believe I promised you a reward if you played well tonight," she said seductively as she unzipped my pants.

Her hand slid under my sliders and into my underwear. My eyes widened and then rolled back as my breathing got heavier from the work her fingers were doing between my legs. I arched up into her hand as a moan escaped me.

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Whitney's POV

Damn! I didn't think this would be so hot, but it was. Zoe was thoroughly enjoying her 'reward' for her performance in that game. I kept my eyes focused on the road but I couldn't help glancing over at her when she'd let out a lustful moan. She was gripping the handle on the door with one hand and the side of the seat with the other. Her grip was so tight her knuckles had turned white.

Just before we reached her house the built up pleasure exploded in her and she let out a moan full of ecstasy. I parked my car in front of the curb by her house. I pulled my hand from her pants and leaned across to her face.

"Good game Zoe," I said kissing her deeply and passionately.

She kissed back and smiled at me after I pulled away, her face red. I laughed at her face, this was obviously her first time ever having anything like that done to her.

"Have a good weekend, Zoe," I said kissing her one last time before she got out of my car.

She grabbed her equipment and waved goodbye before running into her house. I smiled the while way home, not knowing that her weekend was going to be far from good...