“Can I fuck you, baby? Please?” I begged. Rather than answering, Kodi braced her arms on my shoulders and sank onto my cock. Getting the chance to fuck her had been a miracle, but fucking her bare? It was ungodly, nothing in this world or any other could feel so good. And even if this was the only time she’d allow me to have her like this, I’d still feel spoiled for the experience.
“Olli. This is really hot and it feels really good, but I’m realizing I don’t have the ankle strength to ride you like this.”
I chuckled, tracing a finger over her ankle.
“If I had the patience, I’d use the athletic tape for something more practical. Like supporting your ankles.”
“Mmm. And here I thought all your tape fantasies were naughty.”
“You think I want to support your ankles for anything other than riding me?”
“I was thinking you’d use it for, like, aesthetic reasons. Framing my tits, wrapping me up in pretty patterns.”
“We can get creative next time.” I grabbed her by the hips and turned to lie on my back. Kodi let her feet fall to the floor andsmiled. “But for now, I need you to take what you want from me.”
“Is your back okay?” she asked, the twitch of her smile telling me she knew that no matter how uncomfortable it was to lie on the bench, I wouldn’t complain so long as she was fucking me.
“Perfect, baby. How’re your ankles?”
Kodi rolled her eyes and rocked on the balls of her feet, bouncing on my cock. She hummed and repeated the movement, resting her hands, still bound, on my chest. “Perfect is a good word for it.” Another bounce. “Fillingis a better word, though.” This time when she sank back on to my dick, she circled her hips, grinding in a way that made me see stars. And the moan she let out as she used me damn near did me in.
“Kodi,” I moaned, fighting to keep my eyes open, not wanting to miss any second of this.
“Hmm?” The circles had turned leisurely, a slow grind that pushed me too close to the edge.
“Baby, this is a wet fucking dream coming true and I won’t last long if you keep toying with me like that.” I licked my thumb and pressed it to her clit, rubbing tight circles. “Come for me, please. Let me feel you, then you can take me with you.”
“Olli,” she moaned, hips stuttering as she lost her focus. I thrust up and took over the rhythm, matching the pace I rubbed her clit with. Kodi screamed, nails scratching my chest. Tomorrow, when I looked in the mirror, I’d know I did a good job if the scratches were still there.
“That’s it,” I crooned, snaking my hand under her shirt and bra to tease a nipple. “Come for the man whose jersey you’re in.”
Kodi’s pussy spasmed around me, her heat becoming mine as she collapsed onto my chest, hips still bucking as she rode our orgasms to their ends.
When her hips finally stilled and the only noises were our heavy breaths, I slowly sat us up. Kodi wrapped her legs around me and looped her arms behind my neck.
“Olli, my pants,” Kodi mumbled, nuzzling her face into my neck. I looked down to see her shorts looped around one foot, just about to fall. Chuckling, I shuffled around to slide them off before taking her to the showers. “I’m too happily fucked for a shower. Take me home.”
“One orgasm got you this tired?”
“It’s a lot of work being on top,” she grumbled. I set her down on the shower bench and set her shorts aside.
“We need to build your endurance.”
Kodi rolled her eyes and held up her hands, the athletic tape wrinkled but still in place. I reached into the shower area and turned on the faucet, letting it warm up before guiding Kodi to place her hands under the water. After a few seconds, I unraveled the tape and gently scrubbed off the adhesive.
“I think for our next few rounds, I wanna be a pillow princess,” she grumbled, taking off her jersey and bra and tossing them away. Chuckling, I disrobed and joined her.
“Sounds like a plan.” I reached over to the soap dispenser and got a handful of the body wash, holding it out to Kodi.
“Oh, absolutely not.” Her nose turned up. “I can’t believe you usethissoap when you use such nice stuff at home.”
“Well, it just needs to get me clean enough to go home.”
“Hmm. I’ll just rinse off. I’m not using that knock-off Axe.”
Kissing the top of her head, I slid my soapy hands over her body and down to her thighs.
“Bastard,” she grumbled, but shuffled her legs apart so I could clean her up.
