Page 6 of Chasing Football Dreams

“I am sure, Duncan. I am not going to cry about it,”

“You can never have it back,”

“I am not dumb,”

He smiled. “Didn’t say you are,”

“Good, now are you going to remove my shirt and kiss me or should I, do it?”

“You are quite bossy,” He reached for the hem of my shirt and I expected him to rip the jersey right off. Duncan pushed his hands underneath the jersey and rested his hands on my hips. He leaned forward and fused our lips. He teased my mouth and at the same time, walked his hands up my sides, crumbling the jersey in his hands.

I hummed when both hands brushed over my breasts and both thumbs caught my nipples as he pushed the fabric over my head.

Duncan stared at them for a while as he lowered his arm to drop the jersey on the floor. He reached out and gently cupped a breast in his palm. “I couldn’t stop thinking about them from the moment I saw you in your bikini,”

Without alerting me. He leaned forward and wrapped his lips around an aching peak. My head fell forward and I twirled my fingers in his hair. “How can they be—ooh,” I gasped when he used his tongue to flick over the bud.

The dominant Duncan finally revealed himself when he picked me up and turned us around. He laid me down on my back and crawled back between my legs. He started leaving butterfly kisses from my navel and made his way up back to mybreasts where he gave him attention with his mouth. He moved hungrily back and forth, devouring them with his lips.

My back shot up from the bed when one of his hands traveled down between my legs. He skilfully found the taunted flesh through the fabric and pressed his finger over the bud.

He watched me through hooded eyes as I let my head fall back and let out a long, exciting moan.

He took the exact moment to push the fabric aside and slip one finger between the folds. Instinctively, I shut my legs, crushing his hands between them.

“Do you want me to stop?” He asked.

I shook my head. “Just very sensitive,”

“I just have to get you wet otherwise I am going to hurt you,” He pushed my legs gently apart and continued his erotic exploration. My body shivered at the touch of his calloused fingers stroking the sensitive skin hiding between the folds of my front bottom.

I dug my head into the pillow and tried to control the urge of wanting to shut my legs. “It’s just—oh sweets stars,” I muttered, squeezing my eyes shut.

My eyes fell open with wonder when I didn’t feel his fingers anymore. My gaze widened when I found Duncan pulling my panties down my legs and then he made him comfortable between my legs. His head resting between my thighs. “What are you—oh, my sweet Jesus,”

He dipped his head and his lips found my sweet spot. I thought it couldn’t get any better but I was proven wrong again when I felt the flick of his tongue and then he drove me completely over the edge when he slipped a finger past the folds and inside me.

My walls were tight around his finger and not long after, they spasmed when a strange but wonderful feeling washed over me. The tightness in my lower stomach fluttered downto between my legs. My back arched off the bed and a moan raptured from my chest.

Through my hazy gaze, I found Duncan standing up and removing his clothes. Re-finding my strength, I pushed myself onto my forearms to take a closer look at him. He was ripped from top to bottom and his stiff member proved again that this man was all rugged and powerful.

I watched him get a condom wrapper from his nightstand before he crawled back onto the bed with me. His lips found mine and my body melted into his.

“Are you still sure about this?” He asked.

I nodded. “I don’t make choices based on peer pressure. I make them according to what I want,”

“And this is exactly what I want,”

After he was certain that I wasn’t backing out, he ripped the foil packet open with his teeth and rolled the condom onto his member. I couldn’t remove my eyes from his well-endowed erection and I started to wonder how all of that was going to fit inside me.

He softly pushed me down on my back when he rolled onto his forearms and hovered over me.

He fused our lips and kissed me deeply. I brought my leg up to accommodate his muscular body and wrapped it around his waist. His hand traveled back down between my legs where he stroked his fingers up and down my flesh.

My shoulders jumped slightly when I felt the head of his erection pressing up against my entrance. “This is going to hurt,” He warned me.

I nodded my head and locked eyes with him. “I trust you,”

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