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Her lips opened, engulfing his cockhead in her moist hot mouth, shutting him up. He leaned back on the marble counter.
God, he was a shmuck, but her plump lips running up and down his shaft as she fisted the root of his cock felt so sublime. He desperately needed this, and she was the best. “Yaasss, Sweets, take it the way only you can, only you, only you,” he emphasized, his head craning back as his eyes rolled to the side, taking in the view in the mirror. His girl…please let that be true…his girl owning him with her mouth was enough to make him blow without fanfare, but damn, he wanted to prolong this, stay suspended in time, staring at her mouth on him.What a master, he thought, watching as the cords in her throat strained, accompanied by a slight gagging sound as she took more of his cock down her throat, determined and hungry.
No one could suck a cock like this girl,his girl, no porn star, no prostitute. No one charged at it the way she did. That was the last coherent thought his brain could summon before his body, led by his cock, plunged into the pulsing sensation bursting from his balls through his shaft. “Oh damn, damn, Sweets, I can’t stop.” He caught her almost smile as she tilted her head back to drink in everything he was about to give her. He heard thegulping sound as he thrust into her mouth, a few swift strokes. His body was owned by her, his eyes straining to open as he spilled himself into her mouth.
Her choppy breath made his eyelids spring open. “Ahh fuck me, that was…”
“Mmmm…better, Mr. Skyler?” she murmured against the head before swiping her tongue across the slit…a short breathy giggle, responding to his body jerking.
He winced at the sensation. “Damn, girl” was all he managed as he tucked his spent package back in his briefs and fixed his trousers.
She pushed off his legs to stand, saying something about holding him over until they talked.
He pushed off from the counter, his eyes fixed on her. “I can’t let you just leave after that. Be with me tonight. Let me walk right into that party with you on my arm and let everyone know who you are…my girlfriend.”
“No, Jake, I just wanted to do that um—for you,” she added sheepishly…“but we need to talk, not now, after the celebrations.”
He brought his hand to her jaw, his fingers keeping her face still. “Listen, fucking listen, you don’t just do that…or need to do that. Let me make something clear right now. This isn’t a long talk situation. I want you to be my girl, not some girl that meets me wherever to blow me,” he said harshly against her mouth before slanting his mouth on hers and kissing her deeply. His tongue melded with hers, making sure she knew that she was what he wanted. When he eased back, he pulled her head into his chest, brushing his lips to her hairline. “You’re not some girl. I foundTHATgirl. End of discussion!” he said vehemently, emphasizing his words.
She winced with that statement.Would he feel the same after they talked? “Jake, I, I want to give that a try, but…”
Forceful knocking blasted through the door, followed by a louder bang. “Pretty Boy, you getting your rocks off in there? You don’t even breathe that hard on the damn field…”
“Shit,” Jake said in a rushed whisper, he and Rakell locking eyes. “Dwayne, huh, just a minute.”
“Minute, dude? You’ve been gone over a half hour…bullshit, I hope you’re with a hot girl because if you were in there with your hand after youwonthe Super Bowl…you lost!” Dwayne said with a chuckle, having a solid idea of exactly who was in that bathroom. Jake was so predictable, at least to him. That’s what made them unstoppable on the field. He could read this asshole’s brain like it was his own. “Get the hell out of there.”
Jake turned to Rakell, silently mouthing,Sorry. Damn, he felt like a jerk just running out after that.
She pointed to the door, mouthing,Go, internally trying to calm the panic of his words, ‘his girl, that girl.’ But hearing Dwayne’s voice made a smile pop on her face; something about that guy added levity to the air, she thought.
Slowly, Jake opened the door, sliding himself through the crack so that Dwayne couldn’t see in.
“Dude, you look flushed. You seriously picked up a chick and didn’t include me. Remember how much fun we had…” He was messing with him.
“Shut the fuck up,” Jake growled, his eyes lasered on Dwayne.
Dwayne’s hands went up in surrender. “All right, just saying…we’re good together on and off the field”—he winked—“we could have a little fun for old-time sake.”
“He had fun, mate.” Her hushed voice, lost in a giggle, came from behind the door.
Dwayne threw his head back, laughing, watching all the color drain from Jake’s face. He lightly hit his arm. “So fuckingpredictable…bloke,” he said, purposefully using Rakell’s words. That girl had his friend’s nuts in a vise.
Just then, the door flew open, and Rakell walked out. She turned her focus on Dwayne, taking in his grin. “So tag team, huh, mate? Maybe you should practice a little moreoffthe field so you can score as individuals,” she taunted as she walked by.
“Nice, Red,” Dwayne said, laughing.
“Hey, just a…I don’t want you to leave.” Jake strode after her.
“Have fun.” She swiveled around, facing him. “I mean that. We’ll talk in Austin.” With that, she turned, walking toward the front door.
Her phone buzzed as she made it into the street teaming with partyers.
Jake:Beautiful. Sorry about the Dwayne interruption. I owe you so much. Thank you for taking the chance to come to the game and for still being in my life…Send
Rakell:So proud of you. You don’t owe me anything…Send
Jake:Okay, I owe it to myself to taste that delicious pussy again and again. When I get you alone in Austin, I’m going to make a meal of you…Send
