Page 101 of Campus Crush
Her hand was over her eyes and some of my frustrations evaporated at the sight of her.
“You don’t have to cover your eyes. I’m the only one in here. Coach asked me to lock up.”
She dropped her hand and walked toward me, her gaze sympathetic. I didn’t want her to look at me like that. I wanted her to be proud of me.
Not only did I feel like I let my team down, Now I felt like I’d let her down.
She closed the gap between us, her fingers sliding intomy hair as she pressed herself against my half naked body. I only wore a towel wrapped around my waist from the showers since I’d been too pissed and lost in my head to get dressed yet.
“You beat yourself up a lot when your team doesn’t do well.” It wasn’t a question.
“I’m the captain.”
“You’re also human. You’re allowed to have an off day.”
I shook my head and moved away from her, even though it physically pained me to do so. Her warmth soothed my soul, but I felt like I deserved to beat myself up over the stupid mistakes I made tonight.
“Foster.”
There was a sureness in her voice that got my attention. I looked up and a heavy moment passed between us, the air suddenly thickening.
I wasn’t sure who moved first but the next thing I knew, she was in my arms, her fingers back in my hair and her thighs snug against my hips as she locked her ankles at my lower back. Our kiss was filled with savage need as my towel fell and I gripped her ass, grinding her against me.
Fuck, she had me so worked up already.
I reluctantly set her down on the bench, her chest heaving and her eyes filled with hunger.
We didn’t speak as I stripped off her shirt and bra.
“Be a good girl and lie back for me, Baby.” With a shaky inhale, she did as I asked. “Now put your hands over your head and keep them there.” I’d never been bossy when it came to sex, but there was a clawing need to be fully in control right now. Her submission as she once again quickly did what I asked settled the animal inside, even as it made my cock harder than steel.
“You’re such a good girl,” I murmured, leaning over heruntil my lips brushed hers faintly. “I bet that sweet pussy is already soaked for me, isn’t it?”
A soft whimper escaped as she nodded.
I kissed her lips, sliding my tongue across the seam until she parted them before slanting my mouth more firmly on hers and plunging my tongue inside to tangle with her own.
I let out a groan when her body arched up to touch me while her mouth met mine stroke for stroke. Fuck, she could kiss. But I needed more.
“You gonna make me feel better?” I murmured as I made my way down her neck to her collarbone. I waited for her shaky “yes” before I sucked one of her pert, pink nipples into my mouth. The moan she made as I teased her with my teeth nearly brought me to my knees. But I wanted her as bare as I was. Thankfully, she was wearing yoga pants that slid off easily, along with her thong.
And then she was laid out gloriously naked on the bench like a feast for my eyes.
“Fuck, you have no idea how sexy you look right now.”
Her mouth was parted and her eyes hooded, but it was her hard nipples pointing straight up at the ceiling that snagged my attention. Leaning down, I sucked on a stiff tip, eliciting a moan from her. Moving to her other breast, I repeated the teasing suck while my hand slid up her leg and then over the arousal dripping from her soaked pussy. She sighed as my finger circled her swollen clit.
“That feels so g-good,” she stuttered as her pelvis thrust up, seeking more friction.
“Have I told you,” I murmured against her skin while I once again worked my way down her body, “that I love how responsive you are?”
Her cheeks flushed pink, and fuck if I didn’t love that too.
I spread her thighs wide, my mouth watering at the sight of her exposed pink pussy that practically glittered in the light from her arousal. Dipping my head down, I took a long lick from her pussy lips to her clit. Her thighs clenched, her legs trying to close in on my head, but I was prepared for her body’s response and held her legs open with my hands.
Another lick and I had to close my eyes as my cock pulsed with need, precum beading at the tip. Her taste exploded on my tongue—musky and tangy and delicious. I could eat this woman all day every day. But I wanted to see her body explode from pleasure. I wanted to pump every ounce of pleasure out of her until she was limp and content.
Most importantly, I wanted her most recent memory of me to bethisguy—the one who could make her body feel more than she’d ever known before—not the guy who’d failed on the ice tonight.
