She wasted no time in sliding her hands to her hips and pushing the silky panties away from her body. I helped her with them until they were off her feet and then turned back to what she had just uncovered.
Her soft pink folds were swollen and plump, her clit opened with her beautiful pearl exposed. I touched her sensitive flesh there, circling the bundle of nerves while she moaned and squirmed beneath my touch. My finger slid between her folds, spreading them open to expose the delicate pink flesh surrounding her opening. Her skin glistened with the juices that flowed from between her legs, and her scent was so delicate, I needed a taste.
When I plunged my tongue into her, she moaned and squirmed as I consumed her, needing more. I slid my hands under her ass, lifting her from the mattress, pulling her harder into my mouth. Her body shook as I sucked her clit, grazing it with my teeth, letting my tongue glide across it with random flicks. Her legs clamped tight around my head, her hand gripping my hair as she let out a loud moan and began to tremble.
By the time she was screaming my name, my cock was hard and ready for more. This time what it craved from the start.
I took my time exposing her beautiful breasts, her flat stomach, and the cutest belly button I’d ever seen. I leaned down and kissed it softly. “Do you want me to fuck you or make love to you?”
I already knew the answer, her body language told me she wanted to be fucked, but I wanted to hear her innocent lips form the words.
“I want you to fuck me,” she whispered.
I raised onto my knees and felt like a beast as I looked down at her, stroking my cock with one hand, the other moving between her legs again, my fingers sinking deep inside.
“Turn over,” I demanded, and her pupils dilated at my command.
She followed my orders, exposing her plump round ass and that sexy deep curve in her back. I ran my finger down the curve and between her ass cheeks, playfully teasing her puckered hole before reaching my prize.
“Raise that pretty pussy in the air for me,” I ordered.
She gasped then sighed, letting out another soft moan. I knew she loved when I gave her orders, so as she pushed her ass high in the air and spread her legs to expose the prettiest pussy I’d ever seen, I rewarded her with the tip of my cock sliding inside, but then quickly took it away.
“You sure you want this cock?” I asked, slapping her ass, then rubbing away the sting, watching the white flesh turn pink.
“Yes,” she moaned, pushing back into me, wanting more.
“Show me how bad you want it,” I said and pushed just the tip back into her pussy. She pushed back hard against me, but I pulled away so she couldn’t send me deep inside. I was teasing her, and she loved it. Her body pushed against me again, and this time, I allowed her to take me a bit deeper. I continued teasing her until she became aggressive.
“Yes, that’s what I like, baby,” I gasped as she slammed back hard, her ass cheeks slapping into my pelvis, shaking my balls in a violent rumble, causing my cock to throb.
Her body tightened and trembled violently, and mine quickly followed suit. Cum blasted from the tip of my cock, pulsing deep inside of her as I watched her pussy lips contracting around my satisfied dick.
I caressed her soft ass cheeks and then her back as I pulled out from her warmth. “I love you,” I said and rolled off the bed to grab a towel. We had made quite a mess, but we were both too exhausted to care and fell asleep in each other’s arms, sharing the wet spot.
Holly showed up around seven the next morning. Whitney’s phone went off about an hour before that, then she left the bed to open the front door.
Wow, she made it all night. I was impressed.
Practice was about to start, and I knew if I wanted any hot water for my aching muscles I had to move quickly. While they were gabbing in the living room, I rolled out of bed and took a quick shower. I packed my duffle and dressed in sweats and a t-shirt before entering the drama zone.
“He was such a gentleman,” Holly said to Whitney as they finished up their conversation.
“A gentleman? Ace?” I asked. “Or did you meet a new guy last night?” I couldn’t help the chuckle that fell out of my face, it was already there and wasn’t stoppable. Even when Whitney glared at me.
“Yes, he’s nothing like what the reporters say,” Holly defended him further.
Oh, now I know we aren’t talking about the same Ace.
He banged that brunette before we left the club though. Maybe he found a couple more to defile before he actually left with Holly. “So, he didn’t even put the moves on you?” I asked.
Her cheeks turned a bright shade of pink and her eyes glistened. “I didn’t say that,” she teased. “But, his love making was very sweet, very sensual.”
Okay, I was in no mood to listen to details about how Ace Newman fucked, or how Holly described it — making love. She must have gotten seriously drunk and gone home with the wrong dude.
“I’m running late for practice, gotta go,” I announced and gave Whitney a quick kiss on the top of the head before running out the door.
Before I could make it to the locker rooms to change, Coach Griffin pulled on my arm and guided me towards the wall, out of the way of the other players. His eyes were serious and his stance stern. I wasn’t sure what I did, but it looked like I was in hot water.
“How’s the city treating you?” he asked.
I relaxed. He was just checking on his investment. “Oh, yeah, fine. I like it here.”
“But, your girl, she just got here, right?” he asked, his dark eyes boring a hole through me.
“Whitney, yes,” I answered, confused about his line of questioning.
What did I do? I wanted to ask him. Tell me so I can get ready to pitch.
“You’re a good kid, Calvin, and I’ve seen many just like you get swallowed up in it all.” His eyes were filled with fatherly concern.
“Thank you, Coach, I’ll be fine,” I assured him.
After an awkward silence, I smiled and turned to walk away. His hand was on my arm again. I turned and waited for him to finish what he had to say.
“By ‘it all,’ I mean drinking, partying, women. After the scrimmage today, the paparazzi will be all over you. It can become overwhelming and can even go to your head. And the company you keep has an influence on you, even if you think you're smart enough not to let it… it always does,” he warned.
Shit. What has he heard?
“You’re right, Coach. I’ll do my best,” I promised, not liking the feeling of being lectured. I’d had enough of that from my dad over the years.
“This season is about to start, and I need you fresh, so keep your nose clean, boy,” he said and then smiled, his eyes lightening from the seriousness they held during his speech.
I agreed and made my way into the locker room. I knew exactly who he meant by the company you keep. How did he know who I’d been hanging with?
“What was that all about?” Ace asked, nodding towards the coach.
“He just wanted to make sure I could handle all this,” I replied, leaving out all of Coach’s warnings.