Chapter 23 – Zane
twenty-three
Zane
I push her legs open, the slickness from her orgasm making her pussy glisten and my mouth waters to taste her properly.
“Time for dessert,” I declare, pushing her leg over the back of the couch and then my mouth sucks her clit.
Her nails dig into the back of my head as I feast, my finger now sliding in with my tongue.
“Just fucked you with everything I have, and your pussy is still tight.” I slide my finger into her, the tip of my tongue now flicking.
“When I play with your clit and finger fuck you, you get even tighter.” My finger rubs her G-spot and her hips move.
“Do you like my fingers or my cock more?” I ask her as she watches me devour her pussy.
“Your cock fills me up more,” she pants out, “but your fingers…your fingers are a close second.”
“That’s because with my fingers,” I rub over her G-spot, “I can touch this right here.” I curl my fingers up and she bucks her hips.
“Yeah, baby.” I suck in her clit. “I want you to come on my fingers and then I’m going to fuck you until I come.
” Her pussy tightens. “By the end of this weekend, I’m going to know every single inch of you.
” I move my fingers even faster. “I’m going to know where to touch.
” I bite her clit. “How to touch and when to touch it to drive you crazy.” Her hips are moving so fast, I don’t think she realizes it.
“You are so close,” I coax, watching her come apart on my fingers.
“That’s it,” I say as she tries to squeeze her knees to stop it from happening.
“Open those legs and let me see you soak my fingers. Watch,” I tell her.
“You see how wet my fingers are?” I move them faster and she moans, her eyes closing.
“Watch your pussy swallow my fingers,” I demand and she opens her eyes.
“That’s it, baby,” I praise as her pussy gets wetter. “There we go.”
“It’s too much.” She gasps, gripping my wrist and I bite her hand, her legs shaking as she gushes all over my hands.
“Don’t tell me what to do with my pussy,” I growl at her.
My fingers slam into her so hard for a final time then I withdraw them from her and suck my fingers, her eyes going wide at the action.
“Is this pussy ready for my cock?” I put one knee on the couch, taking my cock and slapping it on her clit.
She holds onto the armrest of the couch.
I move back the tip of my cock, finally sinking into her wet pussy.
“Going to fuck you slow for a few thrusts, let your pussy get used to me again, and then I’m going to fuck you the way I’ve been dreaming of fucking you. ”
“Yes,” she says as I pull out to the tip and then give her half my cock. “More.”
When my balls hit her ass, I pull out and then slam into her. Her pussy swallows me, as I pull out and put one leg over my shoulder and then the other. “I’m going deep, baby,” I tell her as I sink into her, and she groans out. “Is it too much?”
“More,” she pleads, “more.”
I fuck her as hard as I can and as fast as I can, my balls getting tight. “Don’t you come in that condom,” she warns, her statement making my cock get even bigger.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to feed you my cum.
” I pull out of her, and she sits up as I rip the condom off and her mouth covers me, my hand with hers at the base of my cock as I come down her throat.
“Swallow it,” I demand as she takes it all.
“Every fucking last drop.” I hit the back of her throat.
“Open that throat up for me, baby.” I grip the side of her head, and she takes everything I have to give her.
My hand drops from the base of my cock, but her mouth doesn’t stop until my cock is at half-mast. She gets up, standing beside the couch, as I try to control my breathing.
“I’m not saying this was the best sex I’ve ever had.
” She wraps her arm around the top of my chest. “But I’m not not saying that.
” I bend to slide my tongue into her mouth.
“I also think you could have done better.” She winks.
“Baby, look down at my couch,” I say of the beige couch that now has a big wet spot. “That right there says I did the best I could.”
“I see you aren’t up for the challenge then.”
“And what challenge is that?” I grip her ass in my hand.
“Fuck me so hard that I can’t talk after.” She bites my jaw.
“Challenge accepted,” I say, lifting her up and putting her over my shoulder with a swat to her ass. “Time to show you my bed,” I tell her as I grab the box of condoms and head down the hallway.
I pull into Victoria’s driveway and look over at her. “We leave after the game.”
“I know,” she replies, leaning over to kiss my neck.
We spent the better part of Saturday and Sunday naked in my bed.
And in the kitchen, and the living room, and the bathroom too.
But my most favorite part of the weekend was just lying with her in my bed, with her head on my chest as we talked softly to each other. “And you come back Friday.”
“I’ll text you later and call you tomorrow.” I put my hand on her face and kiss her.
“Okay.” She reaches for the handle. “I would invite you in, but then you’d probably want to do me again since I’m a goddess and you can’t get enough of me.”
“I’ve been hard ever since you sat down in the seat, and I remembered you have no panties on.”
“Well, if you were any better at this relationship thing, you would have asked me to give you road head.”
“Baby,” I say softly, and I love the way her eyes flicker when I call her that, “I can barely focus on anything when you have your mouth on me. I don’t think it’s safe for me to be on the road.”
“Good fucking answer.” She points at me. “And again, you’ve proved my point that I’m amazing.”
“You’re beautiful,” I tell her, and she just smiles at me, and that smile is fucking everything. Fucking. Everything. “Close the door before I’m tempted to forget all about what I need to do and just bury myself in you.”
“Well, that isn’t going to persuade me to close the door, Zane,” she huffs. “You have to make it so I want to do it. Me not doing it means you get to do me again, and I would like that very much.”
“Okay, close the door before I put you over my knee and play with you until you collapse.” She gasps.
“You did that yesterday, and that isn’t how this works,” she counters. “It’s ‘Close the door, my beautiful Victoria, divine goddess and ray of sunshine,’” she smiles at that, “‘or when I come home on Friday, you won’t get my dick.’”
“Is that what I’m supposed to say?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she huffs out and nods her head.
“Fine, Victoria, my beautiful goddess divine and the ray to my sunshine, close the door or else when I come home on Friday, I won’t give you a drop of my cum.”
She rolls her eyes. “So close. You really can’t teach an old dog new tricks.” I glare. “Bye,” she sings as she closes the door and gives me a finger wave as she turns and walks into her house.
I get to the plane at the same time as Cam is getting out and look over at him. “Hey,” I say and he just nods, “I didn’t see you at the Family Day thing.”
“Yeah,” he replies, “wife made other plans and booked a weekend away for us.” I just look at him.
“A lot of people had plans also, but they changed them to show a united front.”
“Oh well.” He shrugs, avoiding looking at me as he presses the lock button on his key fob. “Next time I guess.”
I ignore the need to tell him that he’s a fucking idiot, instead I walk onto the plane and take my seat, taking my phone out and looking down to see I already have a text from Victoria. I go into my contact and change her name to Beautiful Goddess before answering her.
Beautiful Goddess:
Have a safe flight. I put on panties.
I chuckle and message her back.
Me:
Then all is right with the world.
I look out at the ice when the whistle blows and then look up at the Jumbotron, where it shows there’s another four minutes to go in the third period, and we are tied.
I put my foot on the bench and look down as the puck drops in the neutral zone. Jaxon and Kirby, side by side, bring the puck up to make the play and the puck is intercepted.
The forward on the other team pushes the puck over the blue line and he has a bit more juice in his legs than Kirby and Jaxon do because he speeds past them, going on a breakaway.
“Motherfucker,” I swear, watching him go with Kirby and Jaxon both behind him, when Jaxon does something I never thought he would do.
He literally lunges off of his skates and sticks out his stick to slash at his legs, making him trip up.
The whistle blows right away and the referee points to the middle of the ice, calling a penalty shot.
“What the fuck?” I shout, throwing the papers in my hands. Jaxon looks up at the Jumbotron and then shakes his head, coming back to the bench.
“What the fuck was that?” I roar at him, walking down the bench toward the defense side. “That fucking play was for novice players.”
Jaxon comes onto the bench, slamming the door shut. “You better fucking hope he saves that shot.”
“Who knows if he would have had a chance had I not tried to stop him!” Jaxon shouts back at me. “Don’t fucking tell me how to do my job!”
Eric comes over to me and pushes me in the chest. “Step away, yeah,” he mumbles.
“I’ll tell you how to do your fucking job because that is my fucking job!” I shout back at Jaxon, and then I hear the referee on the ice calling the penalty.
“Just play the fucking puck,” I tell the referee, and he looks back over at me. “You’ve been fucking us all night fucking long with these fucking calls and you know it.”
He looks right at me and forms a T in the middle of his chest. “Coach Gilmore, two minutes penalty for misconduct.”
“Fuck you,” I call to him, and he holds both hands in the air.
“Game misconduct.”