Page 195 of Snap Shot

“Because I'm old and I like piping hot tea.”

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We've only had a couple of days away from practice and my body feels it. The physical toll is almost as brutal as not being able to fill the boys in with the news of the weekend, but I can't yet. Indi and I agreed to keep it to ourselves until Pall holds up her end of the deal.

Gym Girl:You make it home?

Me:Barely.

Gym Girl:Finishing my workout. I'll shower and head over there.

Lifting one knee after the other onto the mattress is a fucking chore, and I collapse onto it, rolling to my back to wait for my girl. Everything hurts and I'm dying. I fight a losing battle with sleep, but my ears perk when the security alarm beeps out.

“Baby?” I call out sluggishly. “That you?” My tired eyes slit open.

Indi smirks from the bedroom doorway, arms folded across her chest and leaning on the frame in a gray sweatsuit, her hoodie up and socked feet crossed at the ankles.

“Long day?”

I puff out a haggard breath. “The longest.”

She intones with a hum and makes her way to the bed, slinking onto it belly-down. Her body seems so far away. I extend my hand and Indi stretches an arm to my exposed chest, her fingers crawling into the dip between pecs. The way her nails scratch my skin—so subtly urgent and needy—brings me back to life. Torso pivoting left, I curl my hand between her legs to cup her, a scooping motion bringing her towards me until our bodies slot together. I push a knee to separate hers while nuzzling into her neck, breathing in all that fresh, clean skin while sneaking my hand up the back of her sweatshirt. A momentary homecoming.

She tilts my face up to drop a short kiss onto my lips. “I missed you.”

Her murmur coasts past my ear, sending a shiver down to my dick and waking it the fuck up. I shift and hold onto her waist tighter, loving how tight she's got her arms around me, too. Lush lips freckle kisses over my face, jaw, and neck until I can't fucking take it anymore. I crush our mouths together, greedy for more and more of her. My hips rock and grind into hers, cock doubling from the friction as I release my grip on the back of her neck to push under the elastic waistband on her sweatpants' and grab a handful of that firm, round ass.

Indi mewls, her fingers skimming my abs before landing on my big guy below. She gasps as her eyes lower to my outrageous stiffy. “This is from kissing?”

I hold her palm there by the wrist, using it to stroke myself and groan into the crook of her neck. “Secret's out. Kissing you makes my dick wet.”

Indi blushes but mischief flashes in those warm brown eyes. My cock swells to an impossible state.

“Take your pants off,” she demands, then sits up, arms raised, as a signal for me to undress her. “Me next.”

I didn't know I had it in me, but here we are, buck naked at the edge of the bed with Indi sitting on my cock. Her hands layer atop mine where they grope her tits like a bra. Our lips lock as I move in slow thrusts from underneath and behind.

“I love fucking you like this.” Every inch disappears inside her again and again. “Love how well you take it.”

Her head droops to my shoulder with a loud moan. The ends of her messy ponytail thrash and stick to the sweat on my back.

“Look.” One of my hands wraps her throat, forcing her to face the mirror in front of us. The other travels between her legs, spread wide over my thighs for a mind-boggling view of her stretched, dripping cunt.

Indi shudders and claws at my nape when I compress the air from the rigid column of her neck and toy with her clit, pinching a thumb and finger over the swollen bud. My chest rumbles when I accidentally graze over the top ridge of my cock where it enters her. “S-stunning,” I stammer between shallow breaths. “I'm about to come from watching myself slide in and out of this tight pussy.”

A heated flush creeps up her neck and face. “Oh,God.” Her pupils blow wide seeing us in the reflection, framed by the steamed edges of the mirror.

A wound knot of pleasure at the root of my spine is desperate to burst open, my balls aching for release as I pick up the pace.

“Tell me this is as amazing for you as it is for me.” With my fingers on her clit moving faster, her cries for me turn to gibberish. “Tell me I'm the only one who makes you feel this fucking good.”

She whines out a breathyfuck. “Landon. Only you.”

The bounce of her tits as I pound the living daylights out of her is so mind-numbing, I don't feel the sting of her nails digging into my shoulder blade and thigh, tearing through the skin. “Fuck, baby. Let go so I can, too.”

She comes with a harsh tremor, spilling onto our legs and leaving behind a slick, sticky mess. I chase the last of my own high with sloppy thrusts until I explode into the condom with a labored grunt, holding her over me to drive as deep as possible. The aftershock has her pussy walls choking my cock and I diddle that tiny clit, prying one more quick orgasm from her.

Indi clings to me, then goes lax while I pull out. I prop her against my chest, swiping two fingers into her wetness. Weighted lids hide her glazed-over eyes as I suck them clean, my dick jealously twitching in response to the taste of her.

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