Page 81 of Touchdowns and Temptations

I can't help but laugh.

“I'm making breakfast,” I explain, pointing to the frying pan.

“What?” Cara glances past me and I give her a quick look.

“Scrambled eggs with bacon. Sorry, we don't have anything else.”

“It’s fine,” she replies, “can I help you?”

“You can set the table and make the coffee.”

She nods and turns away.

The silence behind me makes me skeptical, and it occurs to me that she doesn't even know where to find the utensils. How stupid of me.

“Sorry,” I say, turning around. “You can't possibly know where the things are...”

My eyes almost pop out when I see her.

Cara is wearing her thin robe. We picked up her clothes from Emily’s earlier. The robe is open and I stare at her. She's sitting naked on the kitchen table in front of me, grinning. “Maybe you're hungry for something else, too,” she says, biting her lips.

I gasp for air and my dick in my boxer shorts instantly gets hard. “I am...” Luckily, my brain hasn't completely stopped thinking and I'm at least able to turn around and turn off the stove before I walk up to Cara, wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her. Cara kisses me back and wraps her arms around my neck. I pull her closer, pushing the robe off her shoulders and looking at her beautiful body.

My hard dick presses against her intimacy and she moans in pleasure as I rub against her.

“Noah!” She gasps and moans as I pull her thin panties down to her knees and explore her pussy with my fingers. I quietly explore her wet center and slide two fingers inside her. Cara's fingernails dig into my shoulders, and my lips seek hers again. The kiss is hot and uninhibited. We each want the upper hand as our tongues play around each other. I add a third finger to stretch it.

My lips leave hers and roam down her neck and décolleté. Her stiff nipples reach out to me. I take them between my lips and suck them. The little buds harden more and more.

Cara stretches her pelvis towards me and accepts my every thrust with pleasure. This woman is so infinitely hot that I still can't believe she's mine. I circle her clit with my thumb.

Cara is everything I've ever looked for and everything I want. She knows life as a football player like no other woman, and she knows exactly what to expect in the years to come. But after that, we still have all the time in the world to enjoy our life together. And when we have kids and start a family, we'll find ways to see each other as much as possible. I'm sure we will.

My lips reach her belly button, and she lies back on the table. Grinning, I pull my fingers out of her and look at them.

“Noah,” she whispers, spreading her legs a little wider. “Please!”

“Please what?” I tease her, putting her thighs over my shoulders so that her wet sex is right in front of me. I lean forward gently and kiss her clit. Cara moans. Her pelvis rises, but I gently push her back down onto the tabletop.

I kiss the soft skin on the inside of her thighs and slowly work my way up to her pussy. Her moans get louder and louder and when I spread her labia with my fingers to get better access with my mouth, she cries out.

Cara's legs tighten around my neck and I fear she can't hold out much longer. She's almost ready even though I haven't really started yet.

“Hold on,” I urge her, slipping my left hand into my boxers and cupping my cock. As expected, it's more than hard. “Just a few more minutes.”

“I can't do it,” she gasps and I let my tongue rub over her pulsating clit. “Noah, please ... I ... fuck ...”

Cara's entire body rears up. Her heels slam into my shoulders and I continue to lick her as her orgasm crashes over her.

“Oh my God!” she cries out in pleasure.

I straighten up and pull her off the table. She looks up at me in amazement. Her cheeks are flushed and her own pleasure is running down the inside of her legs.

“You're so damn beautiful,” I whisper to her as my fingers play with her clit again. The sensitive bundle of nerves is completely overstimulated.

“I want you,” she whispers.

Smiling, I help her to remove her robe and throw it and our underwear on the floor. She is completely naked in front of me. Her upper body is still rising and falling with effort. I look at her for a moment. The milky skin, her small firm breasts that fit perfectly in my hands, and the delightful nipples stretching towards me.

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