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“Not true.”

“No?” she teases with an arched eyebrow.

“I was picturing you with nothing but that jersey on.”

She looks down at herself and laughs. “And that does it for you, huh? Okay, I like that.”

We share a laugh as the lights come back up and the game gets underway. Lanie is really into it, too. She's sitting on the edge of her seat, cheering and booing—and cursing up a blue streak. In the time we've been hanging out together, she's picked up on all the nuances of the game and has become quite the knowledgeable fan. She’s a quick study. As the first period comes to a close, she sits back in her chair and smiles at me.

“What?” I ask.

Biting her bottom lip seductively, Lanie gets to her feet then grabs my hand and pulls me to mine. The suite is set up with a dozen chairs in the front of the box and a black curtain separates that area from the small room behind it. That area of the suite has a bar with catered food and drinks, and four high tables with stools to sit around.

Lanie pulls me behind the curtain then runs over and locks the door to the suite then turns around with a seductive gleam in her eye. She quickly kicks off her Uggs and pulls her leggings off, leaving her standing in front of me in nothing but her jersey and a smile.

I whistle. “I think I like where this is going.”

With that sultry smile on her lips and a twinkle in her eye, Lanie sits on one of the tall stools at the table and parts her thighs for me. With the music blaring and the crowd buzzing beyond that thin curtain, I lick my lips as I gaze at her freshly shaven slit glistening with her juices under the bright lights in the suite. I’m so stiff it’s almost painful and is already begging for release. Lanie looks at me with a knowing grin on her face.

“Well?” she purrs.

She doesn’t need to ask me twice. I move over and fall to my knees in front of her, burying my face between her thighs.

Fucking delicious.

As I lick and lap at her snatch, savoring the taste of her, my head is buzzing with desire, my body trembling with need. Lanie gasps as I lick and suck on her clit and rocks in the chair, grinding herself against my face. She grips my hair and pushes my face down deeper into her mound.

“Yes, baby. Eat me,” she moans. “Lick me, Lane.”

That dirty mouth is turning me feral.

I plunge my tongue deep inside of her, the warmth and scent of her driving me up a fucking wall with lust. My tongue moves in furious circles around her clit as I slip two fingers into that tight, wet hole and bang her hard. Lanie moans and rocks in the chair, gripping my hair even harder as she keeps grinding herself against my face, the message more than clear—you’re not going anywhere until I’m satisfied. Message happily received.

I lick and bang her with a wildness that has her stuttering and gasping to catch her breath. As I nip her clit, she lets out a yelp then a moan of pure ecstasy and I feel her body growing taut around me. I slide my fingers deep, pumping them hard as I take her clit into my mouth and swirl my tongue around it.

Lanie lets out a stuttering gasp and cries out. Even with the music in the arena pumping as loud as it is, I wouldn’t be surprised if the people in the seats below our box were able to hear her coming.

Her entire body is shaking and she’s looking at me like she’s barely holding onto sanity as I get to my feet. My need overriding everything and the taste of her still on my lips, I quickly unzip my pants, pull my rock-hard length out and, after pushing her jersey up, sheath myself inside of her.

Lanie gasps and a flash of pain crosses her face, but she grabs hold of my forearms and starts to squirm in the seat. I give her a moment to adjust to having me inside of her and when her cheeks flush and that smile crosses her face again, I know she’s ready.

“Fuck me,” Lanie says, her voice breathy.

She’s so tight it’s almost uncomfortable but she’s also so wet, it makes sliding into her a bit easier. With her knees bent almost back to her chest and my need overwhelming me, I quicken my pace. I slam into her furiously, our bodies crashing together with the solid clap of flesh meeting flesh and blending with the sound of her moans and cries of ecstasy.

I can't even describe the feeling being so deep inside Lanie gives me. It's like being filled with fire while she’s gasoline and every thrust comes closer to piercing that seal that will ignite an explosion inside both of us, the heat of our desire consuming us.

I’m keenly aware of the people passing by in the hallway beyond our door. The suites are nice, but they’re not soundproofed and I can hear the people out there moving about during the intermission. Knowing they can probably hear us, hear my grunts and Lanie’s yelps, and can likely figure out that we're in here fucking, only heightens the intensity of the sensations coursing through my body. A quick look at Lanie tells me she’s getting off on it too.

I feel the pressure building inside of me and know I’m close to the edge. Lanie digs her nails into my forearms, writhing and soft whimpers drifting from her mouth. Gritting my teeth, I fuck her even harder, slamming myself into her with all the force I can muster. I watch Lanie in disbelief.

For somebody with no experience, who’d never been eaten out, let alone fucked like I’m fucking her, she’s able to take the pounding I’m giving her. More than that, the way she moves her body makes me think she can take even more. And though there are still a number of things I want to do with her, in this setting, I think it’s probably best to save those lustful desires for later.

“I’m going to come,” she gasps.

Her eyes are wide, and her breath is ragged, but her cheeks are flushed, and she’s got a naughty glimmer in her eye. I’m swelling and barely hanging on. But when she grips me with her inner muscles, making it even tighter, I lose my rhythm and any semblance of control I was clinging to.

I burst inside of her, my come filling her like a raging river. Lanie throws her head back and moans loud enough as she comes that it pauses the conversation in the hallway for a moment. I don’t care if the whole stadium hears. I’m too caught up in the ecstasy of the moment we’re sharing.

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