20. Omiri
Omiri
“Keep complaining and I’m gonna stop.”
I chuckled and closed my eyes, letting her do her thing.
She was straddling my waist with her thighs pressed into my side while she massaged my back, neck, and shoulders.
That along with the heat from her pussy through a pair of thin ass shorts she wore had me at war.
I wanted to go to sleep but I also wanted to fuck her.
“Your muscles are tight. I thought they handled this for you at practice.”
“You want another woman rubbing on me? Because I’ll get with Tan tomorrow if…”
“No.”
“Then it’s you ’cause it damn sure won’t be a man.”
She pressed her thumbs outside my spine and moved them up and over my shoulders.
“Shit. That feels good.”
“Your girl has skills. I’m considering a career change,” she said before her hands moved down my back and her fingers dug into my muscles.
“Nah, don’t do that or your ass is gonna be broke because ain’t no way you’re putting your hands on anybody but me.”
I lifted my head and glared at her but Makari just grinned. “I have a gift. Are you really going to deny my greatness? Clearly, with the way you’re moaning like it’s my mouth and not my hands, I have magic fingers.”
“You comparing a massage to your head game?”
“Nope. No comparison.”
“You’re right. Your mouth is lethal.”
She rolled her eyes and worked her fingers up my neck. “Both are serious though, so don’t play.”
“No comment. I want both so I’m going to leave that shit right where you dropped it.”
“Good answer, which means you just might get both tonight.” She moved her fingers over my shoulders then down my arms before she was digging in my back again.
“Do your thing, big dawg. I’m down for whatever.”
“I can’t tell. You sound like you’re about to go to sleep.”
“Shit, I am. You’re working this out.”
“Better than your team trainers?”
I smirked and lifted my head again. “Bruh, why are you trying to set me up?”
“I’m not.”
I chuckled and closed my eyes again. “Yeah, you got them beat. They don’t put their pussy on me because that’s a whole HR thing.”
She dug her fingers into my spine. “Chill, man. You asked and I was honest. What they do is nothing like this. It’s by the book and professional.”
Her hands damn sure were magic. “You really don’t want this dick, do you? Keep that up and you’re gonna put me to sleep.”
“Good, you need the rest. I don’t see how you’re surviving. You’re up all night and out of the bed before I even wake up.”
“I’m used to it,” I mumbled.
“That still doesn’t make it right.”
I reached back, grabbed her thigh, and flipped her over, covering her body with mine. “You make it right; so it’s all good.”
Makari’s pretty ass smiled when I lifted and placed my hands next to her head and lowered, stealing a kiss.
“I wasn’t done, sir.”
“Yeah you were.” I brushed my lips over hers then started a trail of kisses down her neck. “It’s my turn.”
She lifted her hands to my face and cupped my cheeks, making me laugh. “If you don’t move them little ass hands. We’re not talking.”
“I know.” She guided me down to her, and we kissed again, but this time I pushed my tongue in her mouth and spread her thighs with my body. When I pulled back, she frowned. “The massage was for you and not about this.”
“I know but this is for me too.” I kissed her jaw, down her neck, and kept going. I pushed her shirt up and kissed her stomach before I tugged at her shorts.
“Lift up.”
I moved out the way so I could get her shorts off then pushed my arms under her thighs. As soon as my mouth was on her, she lifted from the bed.
“Chill, man, let me handle this. I don’t need your help.”
My tongue moved over her pussy and she circled her hips.
I sucked on her clit and took my time devouring her, slow at first before I really started putting in work.
The minute I started sucking on it and driving my tongue in, she tipped over the edge.
Her thighs tensed and she rocked her hips hard, grinding against my mouth, riding out her orgasm.
I focused on her clit while she sang my praises, alternating between flat rough strokes and sucking on it hard until she was jerking, trembling, and pushing me away.
I kissed the inside of her thigh before I worked my way back up her body, letting her suck on my tongue for a minute before I lifted and removed my briefs.
When I pushed inside her, my entire body relaxed.
There wasn’t anything better on earth than diving into the pussy of a woman your heart was attached to.
“You feel so fucking good.”
When her ass smiled, I chuckled, pulled back, and sank into her a little deeper. She wrapped her legs around me and slid her arms around my neck. “So do you.”
My mouth was on her again while I fucked her with long deep thrusts that had her eyes closed while she bit down on her lip. Shit was so fucking sexy. I could feel her tightening while that pussy drenched me. The feel of her sucking me in had me chasing my nut with hard, fast strokes.
“Shit…” she mumbled and dropped her legs as she began fucking me back. Her nails dug into my shoulders when she came and the feel of her locked down on me had my dick throbbing and pulsing me over the edge.
I eased out of her and climbed off the bed, extending a hand. “Come on.”
“Nope, I’m good.”
“Kari, bring your ass.”
She groaned and accepted my hand and I pulled her from the bed. She turned on the water and stepped into the shower before it was even warm, grinning at my dick while I gathered our towels.
“I know that shit is cold.”
“It’s not, it gets hot fast.” I grabbed her shower cap and two washcloths, then stepped in, with her pulling it down on her head before I kissed her.
“Thank you.”
“I’m not trying to hear you crying about how I made you spend two hours on your hair.”
She took a washcloth from my hand and reached around me for my body wash. I let her do her thing when she started cleaning my body instead of hers. When she began stroking my dick, I arched my brow and she smiled.
“Aight, if I fuck you in here, don’t say shit about being sore tomorrow.”
She dropped the washcloth and fisted me harder, letting her thumb glide over the head at the same time that she cupped my balls. I dropped my hands to her ass and pressed my forehead to hers, closing my eyes while she jerked her hand up and down my dick to get me hard enough to fuck her again.
I moved one hand and pushed two fingers in, letting them glide back and forth slowly before I lifted her around my waist, her back hitting the glass. When she looped her arms around my neck, I slid into her at the perfect angle, fucking her for a second time in the shower.
It was rough and quick because she came fast which had me right behind her.
But the minute my tongue landed in her mouth, I was hard again, so I rocked into her with deep slow thrusts until she came for a third time.
I knew I was going to regret this shit tomorrow at practice but I didn’t care.
By the time we made it back to the bed, Makari curled up next to me and was out before I could even tell her goodnight.
The first thought that came to my mind was if I lost every thing I owned and still had Makari and Avi, I would never fucking complain because nothing compared to the peace they brought me.
The next morning I was up at five a.m. so I could be out of the house by five-thirty. I was tired as hell and wanted to stay in bed with Makari’s body wrapped around mine but managed to get my ass up. After I untangled her limbs from me, she whined and curled up on her side, out again.
I dressed in practice clothes then headed to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, trying to wake the hell up before I dipped into the closet to grab my practice bag.
Before leaving, I leaned over the bed and kissed Makari’s temple, chuckling when she frowned and yanked the covers up over her head, kicking her legs like she was mad and snoring seconds later.
I lifted my phone and wallet from the dresser, dropping them both into my bag before I grabbed my key fob and headed to Avi’s room.
Just like her mother she was out cold, one fist balled up with an arm over her head, face all tight like she was mad at the world.
This was the only time our baby looked like her mother.
I grinned and kissed her cheeks then brushed my fingers over her thick curls.
“Be good today, pretty girl. Mommy is going to be moving slow.”
I left her room regretting that I had to go hit this field but only because I hated leaving them.
The same way I found peace with Makari and Avi, I found a different kind of peace on that field.
The two didn’t compare, and I damn sure wouldn’t ever try to say they were the same, but both gave me something I needed.
My family and football both gave me a connection to my brother.
The peace they brought made it easier to accept that I didn’t have Rion.
I would never get over losing him but Kari and Avi provided me with a new way of surviving the loss.
Whether I deserved it or not, they filled that emptiness I had been struggling with for the past two years.
I clung to that feeling and them. I couldn’t fuck this up.
I needed them. Kari never had to worry about me doing that dumb shit them stupid ass women were warning her about.
She had me two hundred percent and she was forever gonna have me, even if I didn’t have her.
That was a fucked up thought but it was real.
I needed her in ways that weren’t healthy but there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.
The drive to the sports complex was quiet. That was my time to get my head right. When I walked into the locker room, my mood shifted from family to football. I blocked out everything else and got ready to work.