“What did you have in mind, New York?” I walked to her and planted my hands near hers, on either side of the door. “Something tells me you’re not talking about food.”
Her eyes were bright yet seductive. “I woke up this morning alone in bed, feeling grateful for so many things. At the top of my list is you. I had fun yesterday, and I haven’t had that in a very long time. I would’ve been at work or all alone at home instead of good conversation and good food if you hadn’t changed yourplans for me. How could I not be thankful for you, and I wanted to show you my appreciation by being clear that I’ve been a fan of yours for a long time. I wore this jersey back in college when you were first drafted. Never thought years later we would cross paths and that you would be this interesting man who is so much more than an athlete. I woke up this morning wanting more of you.”
“I assumed you wanted to take this part of us slowly.” I curled my index finger around her pinky. “No turning back once we fuck.”
Brooklyn slowly kissed the center of my chest. “Does that mean that this is mine?”
My hands slipped under the jersey to cup her soft, naked ass, which was more than my hands could hold. Her eyes shuddered, and she bit the corner of her lips. “It means that once I’m inside you, you won’t be able to walk away from me.”
“I’ve had casual sex before.” She gazed into my eyes while I pressed her into my erection.
I chuckled. “You don’t even believe that all we would be is a fuck situation. We’re too old and too aware of each other now to go back to that. Just admit you’re ready to be mine.”
“After one day? How do I know it’s aboutmeand not about wanting a wife or a woman to have your babies because you’re ready?”
“I made that mistake with my ex-wife. We both did. She wanted what she had growing up with her parents, and I wanted what I didn’t have.” I lowered my head and bit her rose-scented neck lightly. “I also dated with intention this past year. Met a few women and you’re the only one I want to claim.”
“I haven’t dated at all. Hadn’t even had sex in a minute. Besides, how you kissed me yesterday, I told you I wouldn’t last two days.” When I twisted her nipple through the jersey, she moaned, “What if I’m just using your sexy body?”
“Use it to your heart’s desire. Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I gripped my dick that strained against my shorts.
“All I want to do is fuck, eat, and watch football on repeat all day. Exactly in that order,” Brooklyn declared. “I have a condom in my bra.”
“Damn, New York, I’m about to bend on one knee right now.”
Her head went back in laughter. “Is that all it takes to get you to put a ring on it?”
“Fuck, yeah.” She met my gaze again and sucked in her breath when I slowly raised the jersey over her thighs, revealing her pussy. “Hold on."
“Hold on? Oh shit,” she exclaimed as I grabbed her waist and lifted her to wrap her legs around my neck. Her hands were still on the door. “Wait...wait...you’re not going to just eat me out like this?”
“Benefit of working out for years. The question is, are you strong enough to hold on?” I ran my tongue up her slick folds and nipped her clit, and she quivered, grasping my shoulders. “I guess not.”
I licked her again for good measure and lowered her on my body to carry her back to the bench. Her eyes hungrily watched as I pushed down my shorts. She allowed her arms to spill over the sides as I kneeled, placed her legs over my shoulders, and lifted her mound to my lips. I spread her open with my finger and tasted her sweet honey. She writhed and moaned while I took my time exploring her pussy with my mouth, paying special attention to her clit. I wanted her to fully relax since it’d been a long time since she’d had sex, and I didn’t want to hurt her since my natural tendency was to fuck deep and hard. Making love for me was the foreplay. Once I got inside a woman, my dick had a mind of its own.
With every caress of my tongue, she whimpered. I placed two fingers inside, stretching her, preparing her. When her bodyseemed comfortable with my sensual intrusion, I added another—moving in and out while I teased her rigid button. Her knees squeezed the sides of my head as she began to spiral from the building pressure. I refused to let her move away when she screamed that it was too much and relentlessly licked and sucked. Brooklyn clawed my shoulders, begging for release. Then her whole body stiffened, and she grabbed my head, urging me to suck all of her cum. I complied while she loudly gave in to the ultimate pleasure.
Before she could calm down from her sexual high, I pulled her up and pressed her against the wall. Her ass, facing me. My hands swept up her body to unhook her bra and release her breasts and the condom. With any other woman, I wouldn’t trust their condoms, but with Brooklyn, if she wanted to trap me, I was a willing participant.
The side of her face rested on the wall. Her eyes were closed tight, and her mouth slightly gaped. I kissed her gently while I slipped on the Magnum. My hands massaged her large breasts. The callous on my palms rubbed her stiff nipples. She panted and moaned as my erection toyed with her tilted ass and her pussy. I spread her legs with my knee and thrust inside at the moment I turned her head to capture her lips in a deep kiss. Her pussy grabbed my dick and held on for dear life. One hand continued to knead her breast while my other gripped her waist as I pounded her.
It might have been a long time since she fucked, but her body remembered, and she gave as good as he received. She broke the kiss to remove the jersey and wrap her arms around my neck, giving me more access to her breasts that jiggled from my vigorous thrusts. Brooklyn’s moans grew louder and louder, spurring me to fuck harder. My hands moved to her hips, and I began my ascent into ecstasy. Gripping her roughly as I unleashed.
She dropped her arms from around my neck to press her hands against the wall, pushing her ass into me, daring me to take it all.
And I did.
Every last drop.
MY CELL BUZZED NEARmy ear on the shelf built into the back of my bed. Brooklyn’s body curled around mine, making it challenging to reach for it without disturbing her. I eased from under her, and groggily, I squinted at the screen. My heart pounded.
Joi.
She only called this time of night if something was wrong with Sekani. I kissed the side of Brooklyn’s face as she mumbled in her sleep, and I hurried to the bathroom before answering the phone.
“What’s wrong?”
“Everything,” she wailed.
