by Love Belvin
I was hot for him. Wanted him in that short time. His breathing grew feral. His scent coated and appealed to me. My hips moved of their own accord, my sex blazed, needing. This was happening too fast. He unarmed me too quickly.
Then he slipped inside me, just his head. I was an inferno, sinking onto him for more. He anchored me from behind, hands encouraging my helpless thrusts. When I was mostly full of him, my arms circled his shoulders, sex greedily swallowing him. I moved, at first, with mild strokes. My mouth was busy with his, teasing, tasting, lashing, and then devouring. My pelvis rocking desperately against his as I mewled against his mouth, caught up in a fury of senses. How did I get here?
I withdrew, panting, and with eyes so low. “Trent, we can’t do this here.”
But we already were. Trent’s mouth was back on me. He scraped his teeth against my chin, traced my neck with his tongue. All things that made my thrusts desperate. He squeezed my cheeks, sucking on the top of my breast, near my chest. My hands went behind me, clutching his hard knees as I rocked into him. When I saw my dress covered our meeting, I squeezed my eyes closed and allowed the pleasure from his fullness to take over. I pushed and lifted, squeezed my cheeks with each thrust, pressing my thighs into his waist.
Was I doing this? Really doing this? Was I that easily manipulated at his touch that my husband could simply pull up my dress, shift my panties to the side and the next minute, I was hopping on him, prepared to explode in a freaking NFL locker room?
My head swung up and I took him at his flexing shoulders again threw myself into him as my sex spasmed all around his thickness. My feet heated and mouth went dry and I bounced frantically on him, exploding my greediness for him. Trent pulled me in by the hips, lifting and dropping me down onto him as my torso tensed all over. Bliss shot to every corner of my frame as my lungs burned from stealthy laborious breathing. The orgasm wrecked my entire being, so intense and all-consuming. When my body went limp, Trent stopped and wrapped his arms around my back, holding me. I felt as helpless as a baby, needing his comfort as I throbbed all over him. I lay there quietly, feeling his pulse against my head.
Then it occurred to me.
Panting, I asked, “Did you come?”
He nodded against my face, buried into his neck.
I groaned. “We’re back to this again?”
I could hear and feel him snort. “To what?”
“You coming before me and I don’t know.”
He chuckled sweetly, running his hands soothingly down my back. “That was our pregnancy steeze. You come faster when pregnant.”
I thought about that. I did come faster and in multiples, too.
“Well, at least we know I’m not pregnant.”
“But for how long? You ain’t on the pill either,” he chided.
My eyes squeezed. We needed to address that.
I lifted from him and peered into his lazy eyes. “You’re crazy, you know. I can’t believe you called me back here to have sex with me!” I whispered hard.
A sly smile spread under his heated gaze. “How else were you going to jerk the cobra?”
My face wrinkled. “What?”
“If you snuck in here. What did you have in mind to do?”
Trent spoke at the same time my brain caught up to what this was.
“My fantasy.” My eyes widened then circled around. “Locker room,” I whispered. “Sex. You planned this?”
Trent nodded as he strained into a standing position still inside me. And he was still unbelievably hard. I clutched his shoulders as he turned, lifting me from his swollenness and placed me on the bench. I shivered at his exit and my dress draped down to my ankles.
He grabbed the towel from the floor and wiped himself then me. Holding the bunched towel to cover his waning erection, Trent took me by the side of the face and kissed me sweetly.
“That was one for me, too.”
“But you’re sore. Look at the color of your abs, Trent!” I breathed, alarmed. I hadn’t seen that earlier.
His eyes dropped to my gaze on his abdomen. Purple welts over the rolls of muscle.
I stepped down from the bench carefully in my heels. “You know if I had seen that bruising I would’ve never…” I pointed to the offending bench.
“Jade, stop lying!” Trent tossed his head backward and hooted. “Your nasty ass would’ve done it on the field if I worked you right.”
He pulled me into his side to walk with him. That joke nipped me. He was my weakness. I was still very much attracted to Trent—possibly more now than ever. But I didn’t want him thinking I was easy. I had to hold my cards closer.
“Am I really that bad?”
“Hate to tell you: you’re that hot, J.” He clutched me into him more as we walked toward the bathroom, from what I could see at this point. “For me. Always have been since sneaking into my room those nights.”
“Yeah,” I rolled my eyes. “But I finally scored.” I stuck out my tongue, cavalier.
“Nah. We scored. Finally made it past that end zone.” His hand went to my hip.
“Yeah,” I breathed while nodding, remembering Trent sharing with me his revelation on our relationship this past year. I smiled proudly. “We conquered that end zone love, baby.”
The End
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~Love Acknowledges
Researcher: Shumethia S. — Thanks for coming through once again! I appreciate your dedication and patience! I wish the world knew the genius of your mind. But we have the fortune of your being. #PoeticBars
LBTR — Afi, Angela B., Angela J.J., April, Artemysia, Ashleigh, Ayanna, Ayo, Azaria, Bonita, Brittany, Courtney, Dana, Dee, Deena, Deidre, Denise, DeVona, Diane, Diva Dee, Doresha, Doris, Erica C., Ericka M., Fennia, Gail, Grace, Heather, Heidi, Hezie-Ann, Ja’Nice, Jessica, Kamashia, Karmen, Katrice, Katrina, Kay, Kerry, Keyma, Kim, Kimmiko, Kita, Korei, LaKaya, LaKisha, LaLa, LaSonde, Linda R., Linda W., Lee, LeShonda, Levette, Marshall, Michelle M., Michelle R.O., Michelle T., Monique H., Monique N., Natoya, Nena, Nikki, Pamela, PJ, Rakia, Quan, Regina, Richell, Robyn, Rose, Roslyn, Samona, Sharon L., Sharon F.W., Shaun, Sola, Sophia, Stacey K., Stacy M., Stina, Tabatha, Tamara, Tanya, Tara, Té, Teresa, Terri G., Terry H., Tesha, Tiffany, Tineka, Tonya, Tralaina, Vivian, Wendi, Yolanda, Yorubia, and Yvette H. thank you for the humor, education, nurturing, and love! Jemeka & Rita, I know your role isn’t easy. Just know I appreciate all you do: behind the scenes and otherwise. I’m grateful for your contributions to my brand.
Christina C. Jones aka CCJ — #AuthorBae Please don’t let this be our last collaboration! I said that last time. Maybe you’ll listen again. LOL!! Thank you sooooo much for opening that big brain and humongous heart to me. I appreciate your patience and nurturing. Congrats on Determining Possession going number one. Again, we win!
Proof Reader: Tina V. Young — I feel so…light after having your petty eye on this one! What would I do without your obsessional thinking and re-thinking and over-thinking? Thanks so much for pouring knowledge and ownership into these babies! You be the plug, shawtie!
In-house editor: Zakiya Walden of I’ve Got Something to Say Incorporated — Once again, you made it happen! Thanks for your patience and flexibility. So proud of your latest gig! I’m also grateful you still make the time to clean up my babies for the world to experience. Congrats on all your recent success. God keeps raining them down upon you, kid!
Editor: Karen Rogers-McCollum of Critique Editing Services — You keep coming through with patience and knowledge. You’re generous with your nuggets of information, and I’m grateful!
MDT: Thank you for the total dedication. I thoroughly appreciate the passion!
Master, my Jireh, my Rohi, 1 John 4:4 #Greater My worship belongs to You! #Forever
~Other Books by Love Belvin
Love’s Improbable Possibility series:
Love Lost, Love UnExpected, Love UnCharted & Love Redeemed
Waiting to Breathe series:
Love Delayed & Love Delivered
Love’s Inconvenient Truth (Standalone)
Love Unaccounted series:
In Covenant with Ezra, In Love with Ezra & Bonded with Ezra
The Connecticut Kings series:
Love In the Red Zone, Love on the Highlight Reel & Determining Possession (by Christina C. Jones)
Wayward Love series:
The Left of Love, The Low of Love & The Right of Love
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