In and out of her body I stroked. Her tongue speared my mouth, and I willingly accepted it, stroking it with my own. She was so soft, everywhere, but also strong. She reached between us, her hand gripping my erection, nearly driving me insane.
I was on a mission, nothing in the world mattered more than making her feel good right now. I pressed and rubbed and stroked, trying to give her what I couldn’t tell her. Show her how special she was to me.
She was nearly sobbing, but this time from joy as her body tightened around my hand. I watched her face. Her mouth opening, her eyes rolling back, the cry wrenching its way from her throat as she violently shivered and quaked.
Tears fell again, but this time, they were mine as I held her close to me while she floated down from ecstasy’s cloud. I held her head against my shoulder so she couldn’t see the emotion I was fighting. Emotion I couldn’t deal with right now.
When the water cooled, I lifted her out and carried her to the bed. Following her down to the mattress, I gave her my warmth while taking hers in exchange. Moving down her body, I cupped her breast, closing my lips around the dusky nipple. She moaned and arched from the bed, feeding me more.
When I closed my teeth on the tip, biting her flesh, she whimpered, and I bit again. Raking my teeth across her breasts, I captured the other nipple, teasing then taking as she twisted under me, her fingers grasping at my hair.
“So responsive,” I murmured as I licked the undersides of each breast, giving each the attention it deserved.
Raising up on my hands, I crawled down her body, not stopping until I was off the bed and between her thighs. I pushed her legs apart wider, and she opened for me, dewy pink and luscious. I lowered my head to feast, and she became unglued as I devoured my meal.
Arching into my face, she cried out, and I pushed her legs back, spreading her wider until I had access to every part of her. The pretty pussy and the ass underneath. Lowering my head even farther, I rimmed her with my tongue, and she squirmed, trying to pull away.
Flattening my tongue, I licked her from ass to clit, then took the little bundle between my teeth, sucking hard. She was panting, her breasts heaving with each breath. Reaching up, I took one in my hand, tugging and twisting at her nipple while I plunged my tongue deep inside of her, followed by my fingers.
I drank. Sucked. Gave. Took. I was a madman, fighting for survival between her legs.
She cried out. That cry. The one signaling an imminent explosion.
“Ace!” she screamed and came undone, her face a twisted agony of pleasure and exquisite pain. It was beautiful to witness, as was the way her breasts heaved with exertion. As was the sheen of sweat on her skin.
She was still falling when I climbed up her body, and located a damn condom, sliding it on. Then I was inside of her. Riding her. Pushing her. Pushing myself.
“Taste yourself on me,” I ordered her, and her eyes flew open as our mouths crashed together. The sound of my skin spanking hers was so fuckin’ hot. So were the little noises she was making.
Her legs wrapped around me, and I growled as her nails raked down my back, her tongue warring with mine, sucking and pulling it into her mouth.
Our need for each other was explosive, primal, the very essence of pure lust, and I felt my ball sack tighten, needing to release. I slowed down, inching away from the edge, wanting to make this last.
Holly worked against me, thrusting her hips, holding onto my shoulders for leverage, riding me fast and hard. I gritted my teeth, trying to hang on, not wanting this to end. But, it was no use. My need was too great.
The edges of my vision dimmed as semen raced from my balls and through my shaft, every muscle locking up in pleasure as I released. Blood roared through my ears as I exploded into her.
I came back to earth when she laughed, just a small sound, and I opened my eyes to see her watching me. I kissed her again, our bodies still connected for the longest time. Unwilling to let her go.
***
The alarm blasted in my ear, and both Holly and I moaned simultaneously. My hand gripped the soft flesh of Holly’s ass cheek, squeezing it roughly when she squeezed my dick. I lifted my head from the pillow and pried open my eyes. Damn, she was beautiful.
“Mornin’,” I said.
She gave me another squeeze. “Good morning.”
My alarm blared again, reminding me that I had shit to do.
“Raincheck?” she asked.
I kissed her nose. “Absolutely.”
A knock on my door sent me rolling out of bed. Pulling on some shorts, I scowled at Calvin, who was grinning and holding out a large cup of coffee.
“Thought you could use this,” he said, and I took it with greed.
“Thanks, man.”
“Shuttle leaves in fifteen.”
Nodding my thanks, I closed the door and hit the bathroom, shoving the shorts down my legs. The baggy of coke fell out, and hunger began to gnaw its teeth into me.
No.
I took another long sip of coffee, letting the caffeine be my drug of choice and turned the shower on cold. I stepped in, soaped up and was out in just a few minutes. The contents of the baggy whispered to me while I dressed.
As I brushed my teeth, I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked tired. Hell, I was tired, but I also looked old. The baggie’s whispers turned into a scream. One little bump would take all of the pain away. It would help me play better, keep me on my toes. Hell, we had an exhibition game with the Yankees today, and it would be widely televised and scrutinized. I needed to play my best.
Shit.
I dumped the powder on the countertop, cut it into lines, and rolled a twenty for a straw. A quick inhale and everything became clear. I bent for another inhale… and the fucking bathroom door opened.
“Ace?”
Standing quickly, I tossed a towel over the coke, adrenaline chasing the drug in my system. “Just a second.” Turning on the water, I splashed my face, making sure my nose was clean.
“Sorry. I just needed to pee.”
Shit, that was close.
Glancing into her sleepy eyes, I smiled as she yawned, pushing her hair out of her face. “Give me one minute, and I’ll be out of your way. My shuttle leaves in a few.”
Instead of leaving, she came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist, her lips pressed into my back. Carefully, I cleaned up my mess, twisted the baggy closed and stuck it into my pocket. A few swipes of the towel and all the evidence was gone.
After a brief kiss, so was I.
***
By the time we pulled up to the stadium, I felt like a million dollars. We still had pre-game warmups, but that was okay. I was ready to beat some Yankee ass.
I was the first in the locker room, and I hid my shit deep in a bag. We had several hours of practice before our game would even start. I knew my high wouldn’t last that long. I would wear down quick, and hard.
The trainer pulled me aside as soon as I had my bag tucked away. Gary pulled on my shoulder, stretched out my arms, and slapped me on the back. “Good job. Whatever you did, it worked. The tension is almost gone.”