“If they don’t want to support the best runner on their team, fuck them. You still have tons of options. You’re so smart and talented.”
“I’ve always dreamed of going to the Olympics. I never thought of what I would do if I couldn’t be a professional athlete. All I know is running.”
“Remember in high school when you were on the media team? You were great at that. I know you had my attention every morning.”
“Oh, please, you were a horny jock. I probably had all the teams’ attention,” she says with the first real smile I’ve seen in weeks.
“This is true, but it’s not a bad idea. What about the summer you helped my mom out at the real estate office? You and Erica seemed to like that.”
“I did. I really had a blast that summer, but I don’t know if I could actually sell a house. That takes skill.”
“I think Mom would love to show you the ropes.”
“She’s not even in the business anymore.”
“That’s what you think. She’s still doing private sales here and there. She got back out there when Dad needed some help with the finances for a bit.”
“I guess I have a lot of thinking to do. I mean, I won’t know for sure for another ten or so months if I’ll never compete again, but I don’t want to sit around and wait. I want to have options. This is teaching me to keep options,” she says.
“Speaking of options, have you eaten? What do you have a taste for? Let me feed you.”
“No, I haven’t eaten, but I’m not hungry for food right now. I miss you, Bent,” she purrs as she runs her hands over my bare chest.
It’s been two months since we’ve had sex. She hasn’t really been in the mood, and for a while, she was in too much pain to think about sex. I’m hard instantly.
“Are you sure?”
She bites her lip and nods her head. Not willing to turn her down, I capture her lips and kiss her deeply. I stand with her in my arms, ready to carry her to my bedroom.
My towel falls to the floor, forgotten as I step over it and make my way to the bed, where I can take her with care for her knee. She moans in my mouth as I place her down on my mattress.
Zahirah
“I love you,”Bentley groans into my mouth as he devours me.
“I love you too,” I moan as he goes to pull away and reaches for the hem of my hoodie as I settle on the bed.
I’m nervous and excited at the same time. It’s been too long since the last time we had sex. I miss him and want to feel him inside me, but I’m nervous about my leg.
However, sitting in his lap while he had nothing but a towel on made me throw all caution to the wind. I want him. I long to feel him making love to me.
“Bent, I want you so much,” I whimper as he peels my sweats down my legs.
“I want you too, baby. Hold tight, I’ve got you.”
Lust fills his eyes as he sees I’m not wearing underwear. I drop my gaze and see he’s lost his towel somewhere along the way. He’s already hard and waiting.
I squirm in place, wanting to push him onto his back and mount him. He reaches into his drawer for a condom and rolls it on as if reading my thoughts. However, he doesn’t move to enter me as I thought he would. Instead, he gently pushes my legs open and flattens onto his belly.
“Oh my God, yes,” I cry out.
He hums into my core as he demolishes my pussy. I mean, he’s eating me like a meal he wants to savor. I rock my hips against his face, needing more.
It doesn’t take long before he has me coming all over his face. I clench the sheets with one hand and his thick hair with the other. He has my left thigh cradled to the side of his face.
I want to try to bend my knee, but I don’t want to do anything that will end this. As I come down from my orgasm, Bentley turns me onto my side and moves behind me. He then hooks my leg over his arm and thrusts into me from behind. I cry out his name and look back at him over my shoulder.
“Fuck, baby,” he groans and captures my lips. He breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes. “Are you okay?”
