Page 202 of The Maxwell Brothers
"You're so fucking ready, I promise you." I bent her over the arms of the couch, putting on a condom. She looked back at me, licking her lips. Her face was flushed, and she was gripping the edge of the couch tightly as if bracing herself for me.
My own body was pulsing. I pressed my fingers against her thighs, dragging them up her ass, kissing her back until I reached her ear. I brought my hand between her legs, skimming my fingers over her pussy. "Fuck, you're so wet for me."
She let out a sound between a moan and a groan.
"Can't even talk anymore?" I teased. She gasped, pushing her ass up a bit in the air. I slid in carefully, inch by inch, pausing for her to accommodate me. Fuck, she was so tight. "You're amazing, babe. You're so damn amazing."
Her inner muscles pulsed when I was all the way in, so I kept moving slowly, drawing it out. The pleasure was so intense that my thighs were already burning. My whole body seemed to be on fire as energy pulsed through my erection. Moving at this pace, I felt everything more intensely: the way she clenched around my cock, the way her body felt under mine. I was barely keeping my climax at bay, but I focused on her pleasure again. I stopped for a few seconds and worked her clit with my fingers, feeling her tighten and relax around me.
"Tyler, this is so good. I'm going to… Oh my God, oh my God, this feels so good! You feel so good."
"That's it, babe." I was moving again, slowly. I wanted her to come again before I chased my own orgasm.
I moved just a bit faster, and it pushed her over the edge. She came with a loud groan, gripping the edge of the couch so tight that her knuckles were white.
I didn't fight my climax any longer. I gave in, pushing in and out, riding the wave of pleasure until I gave Kendra everything I had. I almost collapsed on top of her out of relief, but instead, I braced one palm against the back of the couch and pushed myself up. She groaned in protest when I pulled out.
"Nooo, where are you going?”
“You don’t want me to collapse over you.”
"Hmm, Mr. Superstar Goalie, are you so spent that you couldn't even hold a position for any longer?" She turned sideways, wiggling her eyebrows.
"You're a bit too sassy after an orgasm."
"I know. Apparently this is what you do to me. You increase my level of sass with every orgasm. And you didn't answer my question."
"Yeah, yeah. I was too spent."
She wiggled her eyebrows again, and I hooked an arm around her waist, pulling her flat against me and capturing her mouth, kissing her the way I wanted to do earlier but couldn't, deep and long until we were both out of breath. Her eyes widened when I pulled back, and she braced her palms on my shoulders.
"That's better. Now, I need some sustenance."
I tilted my head. It was my turn to tease her. "So you need some sustenance too, huh?"
She shrugged. "Maybe."
"Come on, I admitted it."
"That's true. You did." She tapped her fingers against her cheek as if this required intense thought. "Fine, okay, I admit it too. That first orgasm made my knees weak. And that second one just took everything out of me. In a good way, though."
"Good to know."
Both our bodies were covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
"Come on, sexy girl, want a shower?"
"Hmm, no. I like you sweaty," She was looking at me with a shy smile. "I'm going to miss you during away games."
I liked that she was opening up to me. Kendra liked to be careful. Considering her past, it wasn't a surprise, but I was damn proud that she was finally letting her guard down.
"I'm going to miss you too. Today, I looked in the stands, and the fans were there being crazy as usual, and I was happy, but I kept thinking that I wantyouthere."
Her eyes widened. "Me?"
"Yeah. You mean a lot to me, Kendra."
“I’d love to come to a game. But right now, I’m still sad that you’ll be away for a whole week.”
