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Tyler
“Thanks for coming here tonight,” I said.
“Really? Even though I sort of ruined your celebration with the guys?”
“Trust me. You didn’t. I’ll take you over the guys any day.”
She pressed her palms on my chest, rising on her tiptoes to kiss my chin. I tilted my head, claiming her lips instead. She moaned against my mouth as I kissed her long and deep, with deliberate strokes.
She was wearing a simple black sweater dress with a zipper in the middle. I lowered it immediately, pushing it off her shoulders and dragging it down her arms. I skimmed my thumb across her skin the whole time, feeling her getting worked up. Her breath quickened in response. I walked her backward, discarding my sweater when we paused for breath. I got rid of my pants and boxers next. She was wearing red lingerie and looked insanely sexy.
I took a step back, watching her.
“I dressed up for you. And got rid of the tights before you came. Whoops, you weren’t supposed to know that.”
“You look incredible. You’re so damn sexy.”
I took off her bra first, deliberately not touching her breasts when it dropped to the floor. Then I pulled her panties down, kissing her thighs when she stepped out of them. Her skin looked so smooth, and it felt even smoother. I ran a hand from the middle of her upper thigh up to her waist before bringing her flush against me, her back to my front. I kissed the right side of her neck, tilting her head to the left, alternating between kissing just with my lips and also pressing the tip of my tongue against her skin. She moaned, and I moved my hand from her waist up to her breasts, flicking her nipples.
"Tyler," she whispered.
I smiled against her skin, cupping her breast in my hand.
“I love their shape. I love everything about you."
I slid my other hand down between her legs. She instantly tensed in my arms in anticipation. The things I was going to do to this woman. Tonight I was going to rock her world.
I only teased her clit with my fingertips, feeling her tense even more. I was paying attention to every reaction of hers, the way she sucked in her breath or squirmed in my arms. A thin sheet of sweat was forming between our bodies already, and my cock was rock hard, pressing between her inner thighs.
I moved two fingers farther down her pussy, and she pressed her ass right against my erection.
"Fuck, Kendra, fuck!" I slid two fingers inside her, curving them and pressing my palm on her clit at the same time. She cried out loud, throwing her head back against my shoulder. I brought my mouth to her ear.
"I want you inside me," she whispered.
"Already?" I teased.
"Yes, already."
"I'm not going to be inside you until you come, Kendra, like this, with my fingers in your pussy. The best foreplay is an orgasm."
She shuddered, clenching her inner muscles around my fingers. Fucking hell, this woman! I felt her get more aroused at my words. I held her like that, one hand on her breast and the other between her legs. I kissed her, moving my tongue in a similar rhythm to my fingers. Then I changed it all up.
I kept kissing her, moving my fingers between her legs. I stroked, then pushed in, and then I stroked her clit again. I felt her whole body tighten, and I rocked my hips back and forth. Feeling the soft skin on her inner thighs was daunting.
"That's it," I murmured. Her body tightened even more. "That's it, baby. Surrender to me. Don't fight it. Don't fight me."
"I'm not fighting it," she whispered. "I just don’t think I can take it."
"Trust me, you can."
I slid my fingers halfway in, pressing the heel of my palm against her pubic bone, and she let out a groan. It was a long-drawn-out sound. She clasped my back with her hands as if needing to brace herself and needing as much contact as possible. I held her tight, drinking in every sound she made, the way her body responded to the pleasure.
It took her several minutes to calm down, and then she looked at me sideways with a sated smile. I bit her upper lip and then pulled back so I could look at her.
"The best foreplay is an orgasm, huh? I really like it."
"Ready for the second one?" I asked.
She swallowed hard, and her eyes widened a little. "I didn't feel ready for the first one either. But you seem to know my body better than I do."
"You're so fucking ready, I promise you." I bent her over the arms of the couch, putting on a condom. She looked back at me, licking her lips. Her face was flushed, and she was gripping the edge of the couch tightly as if bracing herself for me.
My own body was pulsing. I pressed my fingers against her thighs, dragging them up her ass, kissing her back until I reached her ear. I brought my hand between her legs, skimming my fingers over her pussy. "Fuck, you're so wet for me."
She let out a sound between a moan and a groan.
"Can't even talk anymore?" I teased. She gasped, pushing her ass up a bit in the air. I slid in carefully, inch by inch, pausing for her to accommodate me. Fuck, she was so tight. "You're amazing, babe. You're so damn amazing."
Her inner muscles pulsed when I was all the way in, so I kept moving slowly, drawing it out. The pleasure was so intense that my thighs were already burning. My whole body seemed to be on fire as energy pulsed through my erection. Moving at this pace, I felt everything more intensely: the way she clenched around my cock, the way her body felt under mine. I was barely keeping my climax at bay, but I focused on her pleasure again. I stopped for a few seconds and worked her clit with my fingers, feeling her tighten and relax around me.
"Tyler, this is so good. I'm going to... Oh my God, oh my God, this feels so good! You feel so good."
"That's it, babe." I was moving again, slowly. I wanted her to come again before I chased my own orgasm.
I moved just a bit faster, and it pushed her over the edge. She came with a loud groan, gripping the edge of the couch so tight that her knuckles were white.
I didn't fight my climax any longer. I gave in, pushing in and out, riding the wave of pleasure until I gave Kendra everything I had. I almost collapsed on top of her out of relief, but instead, I braced one palm against the back of the couch and pushed myself up. She groaned in protest when I pulled out.
"Nooo, where are you going?”
“You don’t want me to collapse over you.”
"Hmm, Mr. Superstar Goalie, are you so spent that you couldn't even hold a position for any longer?" She turned sideways, wiggling her eyebrows.
"You're a bit too sassy after an orgasm."
"I know. Apparently this is what you do to me. You increase my level of sass with every orgasm. And you didn't answer my question."
"Yeah, yeah. I was too spent."
She wiggled her eyebrows again, and I hooked an arm around her waist, pulling her flat against me and capturing her mouth, kissing her the way I wanted to do earlier but couldn't, deep and long until we were both out of breath. Her eyes widened when I pulled back, and she braced her palms on my shoulders.
"That's better. Now, I need some sustenance."
I tilted my head. It was my turn to tease her. "So you need some sustenance too, huh?"
She shrugged. "Maybe."
"Come on, I admitted it."
"That's true. You did." She tapped her fingers against her cheek as if this required intense thought. "Fine, okay, I admit it too. That first orgasm made my knees weak. And that second one just took everything out of me. In a good way, though."
"Good to know."
Both our bodies were covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
"Come on, sexy girl, want a shower?"
"Hmm, no. I like you sweaty," She was looking at me with a shy smile. "I'm going to miss you during away games."
I liked that she was opening up to me. Kendra liked to be careful. Considering her past, it wasn't a surprise, but I was damn proud that she was finally letting her guard down.
"I'm going to miss you too. Today, I looked in the stands, and the fans were there being crazy as usual, and I was happy, but I kept thinking that I want you there."
Her eyes widened. "Me?"
"Yeah. You mean a lot to me, Kendra."
“I’d love to come to a game. But right now, I’m still sad that you’ll be away for a whole week.”
“I’ll call every day.”
She smiled brilliantly. “Promise?”
“Fuck yeah.”
“I’m going to be super busy in the afternoons. Luke’s handymen have started working on my house, so I’m going to drop by every day to check on the progress. And Reese scheduled a girly evening after your last game. We’re going out to celebrate.”
“You’re so sure we’ll win?”
“Obviously.”
I kissed her hard and unapologetically, exploring her mouth until she moaned. Her lips were red when I pulled back.
“You’re—” I began, but she interrupted me with a shake of her head.
“No, wait a few seconds. I’m still light-headed from the kiss.”
I burst out laughing, drawing my fingers up and down her belly.
“You’re fucking adorable,” I said. “Thanks for going out with Reese.”
“Sure thing. Lexi is coming too. And I’ve heard her sister is also flying in from Paris.”
“Kimberly mentioned it, yes.”
“I think Reese needs some time with girlfriends. She might not be ready for a new guy, but she’s ready for friends.”
I liked how well she got Reese and that she was willing to spend time with my cousin. I’d never had this kind of intimacy in my life before—staying naked on the couch, talking about everything important in our lives.
“Hmm... ready to eat some more of that pie I made?” she suggested after a moment.
“Sure. I forgot about it.”
She brought a hand to her chest in a theatric movement. “Oh no. I’d say you’re mean, but I forgot too with all our sexy adventures. But now I’m hungry.”
We got to our feet. Kendra walked in front of me, and I couldn’t resist palming one ass cheek. The next second, I wrapped an arm around her waist from behind, and we walked like that to the kitchen island. She tripped halfway through, but I kept her firmly against me as her whole body shook with guffaws.
“This is solid proof that you’re dangerous for me,” she said between fits of laughter.
“I could say the same.”
When we finally reached the counter, she carefully cut two more slices of the apple pie, putting them on our plates from before.
“This is Mom’s recipe. We made it all the time during the cold season. I used sugar replacement. I read it’s better for pro athletes.”
I stopped in the act of taking a second bite, glancing at her. She’d researched it? “Thanks, babe.”
She sighed. “I can’t believe you’re leaving.”
“Hey, even during away games, I can think of a way or two to be close to you. Hint: we've got phones, babe. And they've got cameras."
"Are you going to try to talk me into having phone sex with you? I'm just saying that the chances of convincing me are high. And I want it noted that I’ve never said those words before. You’re changing me. Just thought you should know."
She laughed, and I moved behind her, putting both hands on her hips. I wanted her here, in my condo, baking pies and walking around naked, tripping over nothing.
Drawing the tip of my nose along the side of her neck, I kissed under her ear.
“So noted.”