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“I’ve been thinking about this ever since you got to taste me,” she says as she pulls out my cock. Her hand strokes my length, and I gasp. “This is okay, right?”
“Fuck yeah it’s okay.”
She runs her nail down my shaft delicately. “Good.”
When she puts her mouth on me, she does so experimentally. I push my fingers into her hair, tugging her closer. It takes all my self-control not to pull her onto my dick. I don’t want to choke her, but fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a sexier sight than her on her knees, mouthing at me.
She swirls her tongue over the head, then takes me into her mouth properly, massaging my balls with her hand. They’re tight, aching; already I’m on the edge of blowing my load. When I tighten my grip on her hair, she moans around my cock, and I squeeze my eyes shut, seeing stars.
She takes me in deeper. When she hollows out her cheeks, I stroke her cheek with a trembling finger. Feeling the outline of my cock in her mouth nearly makes me come, but I manage tocontrol myself. I want to ride this out for as long as she’s willing to give me.
“Fuck, princess. You look so gorgeous on your knees for me,” I tell her. She looks up, and I see tears in her eyes, but she doesn’t pull away. I wipe my thumb at the corner of her eye, then lick away the saltiness. Her eyes widen, and she hums around my cock. When I tighten my grip in her hair, she just responds by firming her grasp on my balls. I moan, clenching my ass to keep from coming.
I’m not exaggerating when I say I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my life. Her hair wrapped around my hand, her fluttering eyelashes, spit running down her chin. She continues like this, moving on my cock with agonizing slowness, until she has every inch in her gorgeous mouth. Her throat is so tight, wet and warm and welcoming, but what makes me lose my mind is when I notice she has a hand down her leggings. She’s fucking touching herself as she sucks me, too turned on to wait.
“I’m coming,” I grunt a second before it happens. She pulls off, but not all the way; I come in her mouth and all over her lips rather than down her throat.
And this little minx just smiles, licking at her lips. The hand between her legs is still moving. I practically growl as I haul her up onto the bed, sweeping the poor stuffed animal onto the floor. I kiss her, tasting myself on her tongue, as I rip down her leggings and panties in one go. I lick into her mouth, relishing in her breathy moan, and sink two fingers into her. My thumb finds her clit, rubbing in tight, rapid circles.
She comes on my fingers before long, soaking them in her slick. When I pull them out of her warm cunt, I tap my fingers against her lips; she opens her mouth, licking her own wetness. I replace my fingers with my lips, kissing her until we’re both breathless, and finally we curl up on the bed together.
I kick off my jeans and pull my t-shirt over my head, and she does the same with her leggings. She’s about to take off the jersey, but I stop her. “I love seeing you in this.”
She presses her face against my bare chest, kissing my tattoo. “Oh yeah?”
“Sexy as hell, babe.”
“You’re the sexy one. I was thinking about sucking you off the whole game.”
I play with the hem of the jersey. “Seriously?”
“You’re in command on the field. It’s hot, trust me.”
After a few minutes, our breathing evens out. I like having my legs tangled with hers. Her bed is a twin, so my feet are nearly hanging over the edge, but I’m making it work. The exertion from the game, not to mention the orgasm, is catching up to me. I stifle a yawn with my hand as I pat the floor, looking for Albert.
She sits up a bit, looking down at me. “James?”
I set Albert on the bed next to us. “Yeah?”
“I’m sorry if I messed up anything with your dad.”
I’m shaking my head before she can say anything else. “Don’t. I handled it.”
“I don’t think he liked me being there.”
“He was just surprised.”
Her brow knits together. “Does he know we’re not really dating?”
“Now he does,” I say, even though that makes my chest hurt. “He was just concerned about it, but I explained.”
“But why would he be concerned if you’re with someone? I mean, if it was real, wouldn’t he be happy for you?”
“You know I don’t date.”
“Because of football.”
I nod. “He helped me make that decision.”
