I fought back my groan, smiling down at her. “Be specific.”
She paused, narrowing her gaze. “You’re such a pompous prick.”
“And yet, you still want me to fuck you into this mattress, don’t you?”
I loved how she reacted in a mixture of anger and desire, pushing me away with her hands even as she chased me with her mouth. Her kiss was hard and impatient, and then she wrapped her legs around me and dug her heels into my ass.
“I want your cock inside me,” she said against my lips, and I finally let my groan free, reveling in the filthy words as they rumbled out of her throat. I wrapped my hand around that neck of hers just so I could feel the vibration the next time she spoke. “I want you buried so deep I feel you in my gut.”
“That’s my girl,” I praised, and then I reached down to fist my cock and drive it inside her.
I wanted so badly to plow all the way in, but even as wet as she was, I still knew better. I didn’t want to hurt her. With restraint, I sheathed myself a quarter of the way before pulling out and flexing in again, just a little deeper.
“Oh, fuck, yes, Leo,” Mary cried out, digging her nails into the flesh of my back as I found a rhythm, inching myself inside her. It was pure fucking ecstasy, the way she wrapped around me warm and wet and tight.
That’s when I realized I’d forgotten a condom.
“Shit,” I cursed, but as if she read my mind, Mary dug her heels in deeper.
“Don’t you dare stop,” she threatened, and then she wrapped her arms around my neck and tucked her pelvis to take me deeper, fucking me as best she could on her back.
Her eagerness sent all the blood in my body rushing straight to my balls, and before I could come, I pulled out of her, pressing my forehead to hers.
“Fuck, this was not my plan.”
“To fuck me before breakfast?”
“To come after three pumps inside you,” I said, smacking the side of her ass. “Now, turn around and grab the headboard so I can rail you properly.”
Mary obeyed, looking back at me so sweetly when she was braced that my chest ached. I sidled up behind her, fisting my cock again until I lined it up with her entrance and pushed inside. This time, she was wet and stretched, and so I slammed all the way in, knocking her against the headboard and it against the wall.
“More,” she begged.
“You love taking this cock, don’t you?” I asked, licking behind her ear as I flexed deeper. “Touch yourself while I fuck you. Play with those sweet tits.”
Again, she obeyed, and she let out a feral moan when one hand twisted her nipple while the other slid between her legs to rub her clit. Her legs started trembling where they held her upright, and I took her weight with my hands on her hips.
Someone called my name from downstairs.
“We’re running out of time,” I told her. “Come now or you won’t come at all.”
She mewled, as if I’d actually leave without getting her off now. Coach could make me run laps all fucking day and I’d do so happily if I had the sounds of Mary’s climax as a soundtrack replaying in my head.
“Need more,” she panted. It was sexy as hell, how she unabashedly spread her legs and plucked at her nipple while she circled her clit. Her cheek against the headboard and my hands at her hips were all that kept her steady while she chased her orgasm.
I was deep inside her, and she was touching herself in every place that worked her to the edge. There was only one place empty, and I took a real fucking risk when I went for it without so much as a casual conversation about whether it was okay or not.
Sliding one hand from her hip, I ran a palm over her ass, smacking it softly before I settled my thumb at the tight opening above the one I was balls-deep in now.
“Yes,” she begged. “Yes.”
With that permission, I slicked my thumb in the wetness between us before gently pressing into her.
I didn’t push all the way in, just slipped the very tip of my thumb into that tight entrance, but it was enough. Mary cried out and shook like a fucking earthquake as she rode out every last second of her climax. The sight of her trembling and breaking apart for me was all I needed to find my own release, and as soon as Mary collapsed, I pulled out of her, spraying the swells of her ass and filling the dip of her spine with my cum. Black invaded my vision as I pumped myself dry, and Mary arched her ass up like she wanted to make sure every drop landed on her skin, like it was wasted if she couldn’t feel it.
“Leo! We’re going to leave your ass!”
It was Kyle who screamed this time, and I laughed or groaned or some combination of the two as I carefully maneuvered off the bed and into the bathroom. I ran the shower hot, then peeled my girl out of the sheets where she was still lying limp with my seed slowly dripping down her skin.
I pulled her into the shower, washing myself off her before I planted a long, deep kiss to her lips.
“No shower for you?” she asked, trying to pull me inside.
“I’ll shower at the stadium. Coach will have my ass if I’m late.”
“I tried to tell you.”
“And I told you,” I said, slapping her ass and reveling in the little yelp she gave me. “I wasn’t leaving until you came.”
“You win.”
“Damn fucking straight, I win.”
I growled the words against her mouth, and then she wrapped me up and held me to her, my cock coming to life again at the thought of taking her in this shower.
But the front door shut downstairs, and I cursed.
“You need to clean your tattoo,” Mary said.
“I promise I will.”
“I mean it. If you fuck up my work, I’ll—”
“You’ll what, exactly?”
She tried to pull me into the shower with her, but I heard the car fire up outside, and I really was about to get left if I didn’t get a move on.
“Let me go, you insatiable woman,” I teased, kissing Mary one last time. “I promise I’ll clean it and be as careful as I can at practice.”
She begrudgingly let me go, and I let myself take in the sight of her in that shower with the steam rising around her before I hurriedly cleaned myself up and pulled on my joggers and hoodie before running down the stairs. The guys were already backing out of the driveway when I caught up to them and yanked open the back door, sliding in like I was a robber and they were the getaway car.
They all pinned me with annoyed glares, but then Kyle let out a fizz of a laugh that set the rest of them laughing, too.
And I didn’t care that they cracked jokes the whole ride in, or that by the time I showered and made it on the field, I was a little late and had to run laps to make up for it.
I smiled the entire time.
I couldn’t wait to get back home.
Mary
I had never been so thankful for a day off in my life.
Between the emotional rollercoaster of yesterday, staying up all night drinking with the girls, and then Leo ravishing me this morning — I was exhausted. I’d barely made it through the shower before I’d collapsed naked and still damp in Leo’s bed and slept until almost noon.
I texted the girls an update, which they responded to with a thousand emojis that varied from eggplants and water splashes to heart eyes and wedding bells. It made me smile, and that smile was latched in place permanently when I got a text from Leo after practice.