18
Olivia
Josh went back to his own apartment after practice today so it doesn’t look so suspicious if we show up together later.
As it turns out, the rest of the day was not a disaster.
After finishing up all of the solo shots of the players, along with a few group photos and some from practice, I went up to my office to begin editing.
I’m really happy with most of my shots, and showing my work to Katherine was confirmation enough that I'm not going to totally suck at this job.
She was equally as happy with the photos as I was.
I messaged Sash about going out later with the players, and she agreed to come along.
She and Max arrive at my apartment, and we’re all getting ready together.
When I say all, I really just mean me and Sasha.
All that Max has to do is pull a shirt on and he’s good to go, so he’s in the living room while we’re in my bedroom putting on makeup.
I’m applying a final layer of nude-colored lipstick when Sasha turns to face me.
“I have to ask,” she begins, chewing on her inner cheek, nervous energy radiating off of her, “will Conor be there tonight?”
I stop what I'm doing, eyeing her closely. “Why?” I ask, cautiously. I could tell that she liked him from when they met, but I wasn't sure if it was more than just an infatuation.
“Oh, you know, because of how flirty he is.” She scrunches face as if saying it disgusts her.
“I just don’t want Max to get the wrong idea.
” She waves her hand in the air dismissively.
“Nevermind, I’m sure there will be loads of other girls there that’ll be all over him.
He won’t even notice me.” She’s speaking so fast, it’s hard to understand what she’s saying.
“Sash, what’s going on?” I ask her, giving her my full attention.
“I don’t know, babe. I just-“ At that moment, the bedroom door swings open and Max leans against the doorframe.
“Are you ladies ready yet?” He inquires, a slight smile on his lips, but his voice is roiling with impatience and annoyance.
“Yeah, babe, we’re ready.” Sash beams at him before sliding her gaze to me as her smile falters.
We arrived at the bar shortly after that.
Thankfully, it’s close to my apartment so we were able to walk.
The only problem is that it doesn't stop the ache in my feet from my black-heeled, knee high boots, also known as my ‘stripper boots’.
I've paired them with a pair of black shorts that I think might be too short when going out with a bunch of horny, hockey players. I’m pretty sure that my ass cheeks are hanging out of them, but Sasha practically forced me to wear them, and I have to admit, they do look good on me.
My top is red, slightly tight around my boob area, but falls loosely off of one shoulder.
My hair lays in loose curls down my back with the top section in a cute updo.
Stepping into the bar, I feel slightly insecure about my outfit choice.
I don’t usually dress like this. I prefer to keep most of my skin covered up.
But the moment I find Josh’s eyes on me, all my insecurity dissipates.
He’s looking me up and down, hands balled into fists, with a tightened jaw.
If it wasn’t for the heat in his eyes with hooded lids, I would think that he was pissed.
Beside me, Sasha is searching the crowd and it’s obvious who she’s looking for.
When she spots him, she freezes, and it feels like all the air has been sucked out of the room.
I take her hand in mine, “Come on, babe. Let’s go dance.
” She snaps out of the trance she was just in, and smiles at me with excitement rolling off of her.
We make our way to the middle of the dance floor and let loose.
Me and Sash are very much ‘straight’ but we’re always up for a little bit of sexy dancing with each other.
I’m grinding my ass against her frontside, her hands running over my body.
Our dancing is getting the attention of many onlookers.
Both men and women watch us with rapt attention, but we don’t care.
We keep dancing even though we’re sweaty and breathless.
I lock eyes with Josh as he watches from across the room.
His lips tip up in a wicked grin, putting his drink on the table, and makes his way over to me.
My heart rate accelerates as he nears, while Sash leans in to whisper in my ear, “I’m gonna go find Max.
Umm, have fun.” I glance back at her, and she winks at me before lightly slapping my ass, causing a giggle to erupt from my throat.
By the time I face forward again, Josh is in front of me, his arms snaking around my waist, pulling me flush to him.
I wrap my arms around his neck while rubbing my body against his.
“Have you got any idea how sexy you are?” He whispers against my neck so only I can hear. I laugh lightly, turning in his arms so my ass is now brushing against his cock. He hisses in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
Reaching my arms up around his head, I lightly pull his hair. Tipping my head back, I smile up at him. “With how hard your cock is against my ass, I’m pretty sure I have a good idea.” I say, making him growl in my ear as I rub against him again.
The music and noise of everyone else in the bar fades as we move together.
With slow and sensual sways, his hot breath fans across the back of my neck, sending goosebumps along my exposed flesh.
He brings his lips to my neck, lightly kissing down towards my collar bone, and I hum in response.
The noise of our surroundings consume me as I remember where we are, and that we’re not alone.
I turn in his arms, reach up on my tiptoes and whisper into his ear, “Meet me in the bathroom in five minutes.” Nibbling on his ear lobe, I pull away. Twirling my way around him, I stride to the bathroom, swaying my hips along the way. I feel his eyes on me the entire time, but I don’t look back.
The bathroom is empty when I enter, and I hope like fuck it stays that way. There’s a soft knock at the door a moment later, and I hear Josh’s voice as he peeks his head through. “Ollie?”
“In here, baby.” I tell him, keeping my voice low.
Part of me is really nervous for some reason.
Maybe it’s because I've never done anything sexual outside of the bedroom before. Or maybe it’s the chance of getting caught.
Either way, the thought of it all is getting me so turned on.
Josh comes into the bathroom, closing the door behind him, and I practically drag him into the stall before locking it behind us.
“You’re so fucking hot.” He says as he brings his lips to mine.
There’s nothing slow or sensual about this kiss.
It’s full of hunger and need, our tongues colliding, teeth scraping, and it’s flooding my panties.
He lifts me into his arms, my legs wrapping around his waist, and he slams me against the stall wall.
Grinding his hardness against my wet center, I whimper into his mouth, the feel of him knocking the air out of my lungs.
Pinning me to the wall with his hips, he moves his hands down to undo the buttons of my shorts. He lowers me to the floor again, grabbing under my thigh and placing my foot on the toilet seat for better access.
Josh kisses down my jawline, leaving a trail as he makes his way to my neck while his fingers work their way inside my shorts and panties.
I can’t help the whimpers from slipping through my lips the closer he gets to my wet heat.
With no warning, Josh plunges his fingers inside me and I gasp loud, my head slamming back against the wall so hard, the whole stall rattles.
“Are you okay, baby?” Josh asks, stopping the movements inside me.
I smile at him, my gaze clouded. “I’m good. Please don’t stop.”
He picks up pace again, curling his fingers inside me, and I’m so close to combusting already.
“Mmmm,” I moan, my back arched, hips rocking into him.
With one hand still moving inside my pussy, he uses the other to finger my shorts and panties down both of my legs while I lift one off the toilet seat to help him.
Thankfully, they go over my boots with ease, I slide one foot out, resting it back up where it was before.
The freedom allows Josh’s fingers to sink into me even deeper.
Josh gets to his knees in front of me, but I struggle to keep myself upright at the sight of him.
He flicks his tongue over my clit, sending my hands to fly into his hair, gripping tight.
“Fuck, Josh!” I moan. He switches between sucking and licking me that I’m so fucking close. “Right there, yeah, I’m gonna come-”
The bathroom door swings open and suddenly, there’s voices from multiple girls outside our stall.
Josh freezes while I nearly cry. “Don’t stop, please!
” I mouth to him, and he picks up his pace again.
My stomach clenches, pressure dropping low in my abdomen and I feel like I’m about to explode.
The orgasm is so close to detonating. Josh brings his free hand up and covers my mouth, silencing the sounds.
I freeze, stars blur my vision, and I feel like my head is swimming while Josh’s tongue relentlessly licks my swollen clit.
With one last sucking motion, the orgasm crashes into me.
Thank God the girls in this bathroom seem to be drunk and don’t bother to speak quietly.
I’m pretty sure their voices cover the muffled moans I can’t help suppress.
Coming down from my high, Josh is still licking my pussy, yet the conversation outside our stall catches my attention.
“Oh, my God, girls. Did you see Josh Woods and how hot he looks tonight?”
“OMG, yes! He’s so fucking sexy!”
I have to cover my own mouth, at this point, to stop from laughing. I look down at Josh, who increases the pressure of his tongue, with the smirk playing on his lips telling me that he’s enjoying this too.
“I wonder what he’s like in bed.” The first girl states.
“I bet he’s amazing. You can’t look like that and be bad in the sack.” Another replies.
“I’m gonna find out tonight.” She sighs, “I'm gonna make a move on him before the end of the night.”
Between the moans stuck in my throat and the laughter bubbling up, I don't know how I'm gonna keep it stifled much longer.
“I wonder if he’d be down to have a threesome.”
Oh God.
“Seriously? Tonight?” One of the girls asks.
“Well, duh.” The other one replies, and I can't stop the sound that comes out of me. It almost sounds like a hiccup with the hint of a moan. Josh is chuckling quietly with his mouth still on me, seeming to find this as hilarious as I am.
The girls pause and go silent, then whisper to themselves about leaving the bathroom. Their footsteps retreat, the door slamming shut as they leave.
Josh and I both burst into laughter, tears streaming down my cheeks. “Holy fuck.” He breaths, wiping his mouth with his sleeve.
Our laughter dies down after a while, and I can’t help but ask in a teasing tone, “so, Josh Woods, are you down for-?”
Interrupting me, he says, “Baby, the only place I’m down for is to be in between your legs.” Fuck. I’m instantly horny again. “If I bend you over right here, will you be a good girl and stay quiet for me?”
An evil smirk plays on my lips before I whisper into Josh’s ear, “There’s only one thing that's gonna keep me quiet.” I lower to my knees, hands on the belt around Josh’s waist, fingers playing with the buckle. “Can you be quiet for me, Captain?”