42. Eden
EDEN
The locker room was a mess when I walked in, my gear bag slung over my shoulder. Alana was waiting for me by the door, watching me as I walked over to my cubby.
I had one job: take my gear to my cubby and get the fuck out of here.
But when my eyes fell on Alana, leaning against the wall with those perfect legs, my head malfunctioned.
Her lips were glossy, her tits almost spilling out of that white dress she wore—whyever she wore a dress at three in the morning—like they were begging to be free.
And her eyes… fuck those eyes. They were locked onto mine like she was already undressing me.
I dropped my bag with a thud, and the sound echoed through the empty room.
“Eden,” Alana said, her voice soft. “I’m sure you don’t want to talk about hockey tonight, but I wanted to tell you that I thought you still played good regardless of the outcome.”
I nodded once, but I couldn’t reply. Nothing good would’ve come out of me had I spoken at that moment.
“Is anyone else going to come in here?” Alana asked, stepping forward to allow the door to fall shut.
“I don’t think so,” I answered, feeling my pulse quicken as Alana came closer. “I mean, someone could, but—”
“It’s late. They’re probably all on their way back home, don’t you think?” She stood in front of me, looking up with those green eyes that made me want to die.
Instinctively, I nodded.
“You know…” She ran a single finger down my chest, her gaze fixed on me. “I might know a way to cheer you up.”
My breath hitched. “You do?”
“I do.” Her hand reached back up, one finger tapping a slightly darker spot on my sweatshirt. “You’re all dirty,” she said, her voice low and teasing. It probably wasn’t more than a water droplet. “You should take that off.”
Oh, shit.
I shouldn’t have, I knew that, but… I didn’t need to be told twice.
I yanked my sweatshirt over my head and tossed it aside, my chest heaving as I stared down at her. Alana’s eyes raked over me, taking in every muscle, every slight scar I had from the cats we owned growing up, every fucking inch of me.
Then her hands were on me, sliding over my pecs, down my abs, and suddenly, she was on her knees in front of me, her fingers hooking into the waistband of my sweatpants.
“Looks like someone’s excited to see me,” she said, smiling up at me.
I groaned as she peeled the sweatpants down, my cock springing free.
Alana didn’t waste any time; her mouth was on me in an instant, her lips wrapping around the head of my dick like she was fucking starving for it.
Her tongue swirled around the tip, teasing me, driving me insane, and I couldn’t help but grab a fistful of her hair as she took me deeper.
“Shit, Alana,” I gritted out, my hips bucking as she sucked me off like a goddamn pro.
I’d done a lot of scandalous things in my life, but getting a blowjob in the locker room wasn’t one of them.
This very room was my sanctuary. The only place I wasn’t the Eden King in—just Eden. The only place I swore wasn’t going to get ruined by a girl.
But fuck did I love Alana on her knees for me in here.
Her mouth was hot and wet, her tongue working me over like she’d been born to do it, and I could feel my balls tighten already. But I wasn’t going to let her have all the fun.
I pulled Alana up by her hair, her lips swollen and glistening with spit, and slammed her back against the lockers.
Her dress rode up, revealing those thick fucking thighs and the lace of her panties, and I almost came right then and there.
I hiked her dress up further, and Alana’s breath hitched as I traced the edge of her panties, feeling the dampness beneath.
Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated with lust as I leaned in, my forehead pressing against hers, our breaths mingling.
“Is this what you want, Ally-Bear?” I murmured, my voice hoarse with need.
Her nod came instantly, barely noticeable, but it was all the confirmation I needed.
I grabbed the thin fabric of her panties and tore them off, the sound of ripping lace echoing in the quiet room. She gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders.
I lifted her off the ground—surprisingly, I wasn’t met with any resistance or arguments—her legs wrapping around my waist instinctively.
My cock was throbbing, aching to be inside her, but that was when I remembered. “Fuck, I don’t have any condoms on me right now.”
“It’s alright. I’m on birth control,” she said. “It’s just once, right?”
“Right.”
“You’re clean?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” She smiled at me. Wickedly. Invitingly.
Her smile killed me, but I tried not to let it show. Instead, I pressed her harder against the lockers, my cock finding her entrance. She was so wet, so ready, that I slid in with ease, feeling her tight pussy stretch around me.
“Fuck, Eden,” she moaned, her voice already trembling, and we hadn’t even started yet. Her nails bit deeper into my shoulders, leaving marks that would probably sting later, but I didn’t give a shit.
I started slow, savoring every inch of her as I pushed deeper, the sound of her slick cunt swallowing my cock making me fucking feral.
Her tits bounced with every thrust, and I grabbed one, squeezing her nipples between my fingers until she gasped.
Her head fell back with a clang against the locker, her lips parting in a silent scream as I picked up the pace, slamming into her harder, faster, until the whole fucking locker room echoed with the sound of skin slapping skin.
“You wanted me to fuck you like this?” I asked, my voice low.
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Fuck me harder, Eden. I need you.”
That was all the permission I needed.
I fucked her like I wanted to own every inch of her body. Her pussy clenched around me, squeezing my cock so tight it felt like she was trying to force every drop of sperm right out of me. Her moans turned into screams, her body trembling as she got closer and closer to her orgasm.
But I wasn’t done with her yet.
I pulled out just enough to spin her around, shoving her chest-first against the lockers and bending her over.
Her ass was right there, round and perfect, and I couldn’t resist slapping it hard enough to leave a red handprint.
Alana let out a yelp that quickly turned into a moan as I lined myself up and thrust back into her, this time from behind.
Her cunt felt even tighter this way, and I grabbed her hips, pulling her back onto my cock with every thrust. Her ass jiggled with every smack of my hips, and I leaned over, pressing my chest against her back as I fucked her harder, deeper, until she was screaming my name like a prayer.
“Eden! Oh, God, Eden, don’t stop!”
I wasn’t planning on stopping. Not until I’d wrecked her pussy so thoroughly she couldn’t walk straight.
My balls slapped against her clit with every thrust, and I could feel her orgasm building again, her pussy clenching around me like a fucking vice.
“Come for me,” I growled, slamming into her one last time as she screamed, her whole body shaking as she came around my cock.
Her scream echoed through the locker room, and I loved it.
I could feel her orgasm pulsing through her, her cunt clamping down on me almost tight enough to send me over the edge as well. Almost.
But I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to hold on.
I slowed my thrusts, letting her ride out her climax, feeling her body shudder.
Alana’s breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she pressed her forehead against the cool metal of the locker.
I ran my hands up her sides, feeling the curve of her waist, the smooth skin of her back, before gripping her shoulders for leverage.
“Eden,” she panted. “That was—”
I leaned down, pressed a kiss to the back of her neck, tasting the salt of her sweat. “We’re not done yet.”
I straightened up, gripping her hips again as I started to move.
Her body was still shaking from her climax, but she pushed back against me anyway, meeting my thrusts. Sweat trickled down my spine, my muscles burning, but I didn’t care.
I reached around, my fingers finding her clit, swollen and sensitive. I rubbed it in time with my thrusts, my other hand holding her in place as I drove into her.
“Eden,” she moaned, her voice broken, desperate. “I can’t… I can’t take anymore.”
“You can.”
But she might’ve also needed a little change, so I pulled out, ignoring her whimper of protest, and turned her around to face me.
Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glazed over with exhaustion. I winked at her before lifting her once more, but this time, I quickly carried her over to my cubby. I took a seat, leaning back, positioning her above me, her legs straddling me.
She sank down onto my cock, her eyes fluttering closed as she took me inch by inch.
“I believe it’s your time to take control,” I told her, watching as her eyes filled with panic.
But despite that short moment of fear, she bit her bottom lip, and a small smile appeared. “I think I can handle that.”
Hell yeah, she can.
I gripped her hips, guiding her as she began to move, finding her rhythm.
Alana braced her hands on my shoulders, her fingers digging into my muscles as she rode me. Her hips rolled like waves, her body swaying as she fucked me.
Her tits bounced in my face, and I couldn’t resist taking one nipple into my mouth, sucking hard as she moaned.
I could feel her body responding to every touch, every thrust.
My hands slid up her back, holding her close as she ground against me, her clit rubbing against my pubic bone. Her moans turned to gasps, her body trembling as she chased another orgasm.
“That’s it, Ally-Bear,” I murmured against her skin. “Use me. Take what you need.”
She threw her head back, her hair cascading down her shoulders as she cried out, her body shaking as she came again.
As her cunt clamped down on me, pulsating with her release, I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I gripped her hips tightly, thrusting up into her as my own climax hit me like a slap in the face.
My cock pulsed, filling her as waves of pleasure shot through me.
Alana collapsed against me, her body slick with sweat, her breath shaking.
I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as we both came down from our high.
My lips pressed to her shoulder as her fingers traced patterns on my back. We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies entwined, before she slowly lifted her head to look at me.
Her eyes were soft, a small smile playing on her lips. “See, I told you I knew a way to cheer you up.”
I chuckled, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. “You have no idea how much I needed that.”
Her grin widened, and she leaned in to press a soft kiss against my lips. “Hm, I think I have a pretty good idea.”
She shifted slightly, my cock still inside her, and I couldn’t help but let out a low groan.
Alana laughed. “God, you’re insatiable.”
“Only when it comes to you.” I gave her ass a quick squeeze.
Her eyes rolled, then slowly rose off me. When she stood before me, her dress falling, she adjusted the top to cover herself up. What a shame.
I reached out, grabbed a towel from my cubby, and handed it to her. “You might want this.”
“I’d rather take a shower.” Still, she took the towel from me with a grateful smile.
“I mean, you could.” My eyes traveled over to the shower room. “You’d just have to be quick before anyone notices.”
“No, it’s alright. I’ll shower at home.”
“With me?”
“Oh, God.” She laughed, slapping my shoulder playfully. “You’re one of those guys.”