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Ibent down on my knees, wiped some of the fluid that escaped him with my tongue, and put him inside my mouth.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and I heard slurping sounds as he pushed in and out of my mouth.
"Ahhh!" he was moaning loudly.
I continued sucking on him until he couldn't take it anymore. Then helifted me up on his arms, placed my hands behind his neck, wrapped my legs around his waist, and started pumping in and out of me.
I must have had my release 4 or 5 times already before he screamed, “I'm coming!"
I felt the hot spurt of his semen inside me.
Helowered me to the bed and stayed on top of me, with his elbows supporting his weight, for a long time. He kissed the top of my head; his voice, rasped, "Babe, you're the hottest girlfriend in the whole world."
I smiledagainst his cheek and said, "Give me 10 minutes and I'll make you say that I'm the hottest girlfriend in the universe."
Chapter Fifteen
“When you make someone happy, you ultimately find yourself happier.”
Sedona
Kieran, Tanya, John, Zander, and I were hanging out at Roseville's Bar and Grille after classes, when Kieran asked me, "Ace, you going to be at the meet?"
"This Wednesday, right?" I clarified.
"Yeah, competition starts at 7." Kieran’s head bobbed with a nod.
"Yup, Tanya and I are going," I assured Kieran.
“Hold on,” Zander interrupted, “You watch Kieran compete?" His eyes flaring back and forth between Kieran and I.
I said, "Sometimes, if it's a local swim meet and I've no exams."
Kieran added, "Yeah, when she knows I'm going to smoke the other competitors. Otherwise, she's too nervous so she doesn't watch."
Zander didn't say anything. His mood was noticeably off for the rest of the evening.
"What's up?" I asked him later that night, while I was washingthe dishes in my apartment.
"Nothing," he said, his head propped against his hand as he leaned on the kitchen counter.
"Come on, there must be something. You're quieter than usual," I prodded. He showed his moodiness, only with me. Everyone thought he was always level-headed and relaxed.
"You watch Kieran compete," he muttered.
"I've watched him compete so many times and he always wins, so that’s nothing new." I really didn’t see the pointof what he was telling me.
I brushed it off again because I got busy with cleaning the rest of the apartment. It wasn't until later in bed, in the dark, when he said, "You never go to my games."
"Oh." I realized that we've been together for almost 7 months and he was right, I never went to his games. I went to his practices sometimes but not actual games.
"Would you want me to go to your games?" I turned my face towards him. I couldn't see his eyes; I heard the unspoken request in his voice.
"It would be nice, sometimes," he admitted.
"Babe, you know I get nervous." I was trying to make an excuse. But the main reason was that it never really occurred to me to go his games. I waited for him at a couple of his practices. I didn’t even remember him asking me to go to one. Or maybe he did and I just forgot. I was too busy with school that he might’ve asked me before and I forgot.
"I know. It's ok, babe,"as he drifted off to sleep.
