How to Hit a Home Run - Christian Yelich

Lamborghini Mercy

Christian takes Kat into the now empty locker room and she takes a seat at his little cubby while he goes to shower and change. Kat gets bored and starts to look at through his locker. Christian walks out with a towel around his waist and his wet hair flopped in his face.

Kat holds up the Sports Illustrated magazine she found in his locker, "You still have this?" She asks and opens it up to the two page spread of her on the beach in the Bahamas.

Christian shrugs, "I still have to have something to motivate me to get through these games."

Kat rolls her eyes and moves over to Lorenzo Cain's locker so Christian can get to his stuff. She watches intently as he opens the top part and puts deodorant on. Her eyes track to a photo of the pair of them from their trip in Greece, he actually had is printed out to keep here and the thought of that brings a smile to her face. Especially, since she has the exact same one taped up in her locker at the university.

"I have to go to Denver for USA tryouts next week," Kat announces as Christian changes.

Christian pulls his shirt down over his chiseled abs and slings his backpack over his shoulder offering her his hand as he leads her out to the parking lot, "When?"

"I leave Monday and I am there through Thursday every week for the next two and a half months for Olympic training," Kat explains.

"You're gonna come back every weekend?" Christian asks.

Kat shrugs, "Or I'll just fly to where ever you're playing. This is usually my off season and it would be easy for me to travel and stuff with you, but this is a weird year obviously."

"I don't want you stretching yourself too thin just to see me especially over something so important for you and don't get me wrong I'd love to have you with me all the time, but you have a commitment too," Christian says concerned.

Kat thinks, "If its less than a two hour flight or a home game I'll come if not I'll just stay in Denver."

Christian nods in agreement as they come up the parking lot, "Where is the Challenger?" He asks confused.

Kat smirks and clicks her key fob so that the Lambo doors open up, "Umm, I thought it was time to upgrade."

Christian's mouth drops open, "You're joking right?"

"Nope! Traded the Challenger in and had it shipped here," Kat smiles as they slide into the car.

Christian turns to car with a devilish smile, "I've had this fantasy about having sex in a lambo-"

Kat cuts him off by pressing their lips together wasting no time placing a hand on his dick and rubbing him through his joggers. Christian wasters absolutely no time pull Kat over the center counsel and onto his lap where he begins to figure out the best way to make it work in the small car.

"Are," Christian begins between kisses, "The windows tinted?" He asks as Kat starts to kiss his neck.

"Mmmhhmm," She confirms and pulls of his joggers leaving them pooled around his ankles.

Christian scoots the seat back while Kat drops her shorts and then proceeds to resume the position on Christian's lap. They are both sloppy and desperate for each other and it shows in their wet loud kisses. They know each other's turn on so its easy to get to where they need to be.

Christian sucks on the platinum barbells that decorate Kat's nipples and looks up at her. Her mouth is open and her eyes are half closed as she enjoys the feeling of his tongue on the extra sensitive part of her body. Christian leans back with a smile as he rolls her nipple lightly with his fingers, "pierced titties taste like quarters and I'm all about my money baby."

"I want to smack you for that but that is actually hilarious," Kat says and leans forward kissing his neck. Neither of them take their shirts off knowing the unspoken rule about sex in the front see: don't get completely nude in case you're caught.

Kat leans up grabbing him lightly and prepare to let him slide in, "Are you wet?" Christian asks concerned.

Kat nods, "I've been wet since you hit the walk-off if we're being honest..."

Christian laughs and leans back placing his hands behind his head like he's the most relaxed person in the world. Kat slides down on his dick and his eyes roll back and he covers his face with his hands. She is so wet he can literally feel her dripping down his dick.

"Fuck, Kat you feel so good," he mumbles and then lets out a moan as she begins to slowly bounce up and down. He grabs onto her hard muscled thighs and rub them to encourage her while he attempts to gather himself.

Kat puts her hand around Christian's neck and makes him look at her while she rides. A loud smack reverberates through the car as Christian smacks Kat's ass. He does it again and again, "How's it feel?" Kat asks him as she leans forward to kiss his neck.

"So wet, fuck I love this fat ass!" He moans grabbing both her butt cheeks and jiggling them.

Kat straightens up a little, "I'm gonna come."

Christian can barely make words because he's close too, "Come all over this dick." Christian starts to thrusts his hips up as Kat focuses on herself. He sticks two fingers in Kat's mouth and lets her remind him how good her tongue is before going down to rub her clit. This sends her over the edge as her eyes roll back and she lets out her signature content sigh, which really just a low moan.

Christian manages to get a couple more strokes in before he nuts and Kat slowly gets off and returns to the drivers side. They both sit for a moment, Kat with no pants on and Christian with his dick out, while they catch their breaths.

"Fuck," Christian mumbles and then pulls his pants up.

Kat nods, "Yeah."

Christian hands her the shorts that were laying in a pile on the floorboard. Kat puts on her shorts and forces herself to put the car in gear and drive despite her shaky hands. Christian rolls down the window letting the hot air out to de-steam the windows.

Kat starts the familiar drive back to Christian's pent house as Pray by Jhené Aiko plays softly in the background. She looks over at Christian who has his arm dangling out of the window. The wind is gently blowing through his hair and Kat thinks that might be the most peaceful thing she's ever seen in her life.

Christian looks over and catches her starring, "What?" He asks with a half smile.

Kat shakes her head with a small smile on her lips and turn her attention back to the road, "You just look peaceful."

Christian rests a hand on her thigh, "I am."

Kat pulls into the driveway and Christian exits the car.

"CY, I think I better go home to Madison tonight..." Kat says not getting out of the car.

He bends down to look at Kat who has gotten a little pale in the last 30 seconds, "What, why?"

Kat shakes her head and grips her steering wheel, "I don't want you to see what happens when I stop smoking," She admits.

Christian's face drops and he slides back into the car and places his hand on her thigh, "What do you mean?"

"Withdrawals are bad..." Kat trails off, "I'm gonna have insomnia and when I do sleep it will be all bad dreams. I'll wake up because of chills or sweats... I think I should just keep my distance for a few weeks."

Christian shakes his head, "No way, we're in this together and I need to be here for you. I want you to stay with me so I can be here for you."

Kat sighs, "I'll be irritable, more so than usual."

"Charming," Christian says and winks at his girlfriend.

"Are you sure you want to deal with this?" Kat asks need reassurance.

Christian nods, "I want to be here for you."

That was all the reassurance Kat needs to get herself out of the car. Christian takes her hand as he takes the back entrance up to his space.