25
Josh
It’s been a long ass day. The whole team had a charity event this morning at a youth center for kids sports.
They hold them a few times a year with different sports teams from Florida attending each time.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the events but they are exhausting.
We show the kids how to skate, we take photos, and sign autographs.
There’s also a raffle and since I'm the captain of the team I had to give a speech.
I fucking hate giving speeches. The only saving grace was that Olivia was there and I got to watch her while talking to the crowd.
It calmed me in a way I wouldn't have expected.
After the event was over, Coach made us go to practice and had us working until we physically couldn't. He wants us at our best to play Tampa Bay tomorrow. He sure as fuck isn’t getting that from any of us now. He’ll be lucky if half of us can walk.
Olivia is sitting at the desk in the corner of my room, tapping away on her laptop. “Whatcha doing?” I ask, coming up beside her.
She takes me in. I’m just out of the shower, a towel slung low around my hips, splashes of water dripping down my bare chest that have fallen from my hair.
She looks back to her laptop but her body tenses and I know it took a lot of effort for her to look away, especially since her pupils have dilated and pink stains her cheeks.
“I’m a…” She clears her throat and I sport a smug grin.
“Just getting started on editing photos from today.”
My girl looks so damn sexy right now. Hair in a messy bun, face free from the makeup she was wearing earlier today.
She’s wearing one of my t-shirts and no pants and the sight of her takes my breath away.
Her sweet vanilla scent travels to my nose and I lean in, wanting to inhale her.
If I could bottle the smell of her, I would.
Placing my hand on her chin, I lift her head up and lean down to kiss her.
She tastes so fucking good. Mint with a hint of wine.
Tangling my fingers through her hair, I adjust her head for better access.
She melts into the kiss willingly, her hands gripping my biceps.
I kiss her deeper, my tongue licking at hers before pulling away.
Olivia whines softly and I feel like such a cocky bastard right now.
Knowing what I do to this girl sends a thrill through my body.
“Get back to work baby.” I tell her, moving away from her.
She huffs a breath and I can barely suppress the laugh wanting to break free.
I don’t need to look at her to know she’s pouting.
Moving to my dresser at the opposite end of the room, I drop the towel, knowing she can still see me from the corner of her eye.
When there’s no movement from across the room, I turn to look at her. “Am I distracting you, pretty girl?”
She scoffs, facing her laptop again. “No.” I cross the room to her again, the erection I’m sporting no longer hidden and her eyes darken.
I lower my head, kissing lightly along her slender neck. “What about now?”
She huffs, "Definitely not.” I chuckle against her skin, my hot breath causing goosebumps to spread down her arms.
Pulling the rolling chair out from the desk, I round her, my arms caging her in. Lowering to my knees in front of her, I lightly take each one of her thighs and place them onto my shoulders. “Now?”
“Nope.” She replies, popping the ‘p’. She sounds confident but the way her thighs tremble against my shoulders is a sign that she’s definitely distracted.
“Well then you just continue to work and I will eat this pretty little pussy.” She whimpers while I pull my shirt up her creamy thighs.
The sight has my knees feeling weak and I let out a low growl.
She’s not wearing any panties, completely bare for me and she’s fucking soaked with arousal.
“You’re so wet for me, baby.” Biting her lower lip, she nods, a soft moan slipping past her lips.
Using my fingers to spread her for me, I slowly lick her clit and her stomach instantly contracts.
Repeating the motion has her moaning and she’s desperately trying to move her hips, the slow flicks of my tongue not enough.
I pull away, “Keep working baby.” She huffs but does as I ask so I get back to work too.
I put more pressure against her clit this time, licking and sucking at her greedy cunt. I’m uncomfortably hard right now and my balls are aching. “Fuck baby, you taste so good.”
“Josh.” She moans, hands flying into my hair and I stop again. “Noo, don't stop.”
“Work.” I order her and she looks so angry, I can't help but chuckle.
“Josh I swear to G-” She’s cut off with her own scream as I plunge two fingers deep inside her, my mouth moving back to her pussy. “Fuck yes.”
I lap at her wetness, her arousal dripping out past my fingers.
She’s writhing beneath me and I don't let up. My fingers curl inside her, hitting the spot that has her screaming for me. There’s no way she could edit photos right now and I don't even care. I just want to feel her coming for me. Picking my pace, I suck on her clit harder, bringing my free hand up and underneath the shirt she’s wearing to pinch her nipple.
She fists my hair again and I let her. She pulls roughly and my dick stiffens more against my stomach.
Olivia’s body goes rigid, her moans stopping and I know she’s about to come for me.
Curling my fingers one last time, my girl comes undone.
She practically flies out of the chair, whole body vibrating, fingers gripping my hair to keep herself steady.
She lets out a wild scream and the first rush of liquid shoots out of her into my palm and down my forearm.
She can’t contain the screams ripping from her throat and it’s the sexiest sound I've ever heard.
I could listen to this girl scream for me all day and never get bored.
My phone dings from where I left it on the table beside my bed but we both ignore it.
Whoever it is can wait. I continue pulling the orgasm out until Olivia physically can’t stand it anymore, telling me it's too much and too sensitive.
My phone dings again as I push the chair that Olivia's sweet ass is sitting on and rise onto my feet to kiss her.
I lift her by the hips, her legs wrapping around my body, wet pussy sliding over my cock making me groan.
Lowering her down onto the bed, I climb on top of her when my phone dings for a third time. I growl, frustrated with the interruption. Picking it up off the dresser, I check it and laugh. “What’s so funny?”
I put the phone down, “Conor has asked us to keep it down. Said he can’t sleep with all the screaming.”
Ollie bursts into a melodic laughter and wraps one hand tightly around my pulsing cock. “Why stop now when he’s probably enjoying the show?” She asks, pumping her hand and I almost fall on top of her, using my hands on either side of her head to keep myself steady. “Make me scream louder, Josh.”
Fuck I am so gone for this woman.