skillfully over mine. I loved this man. I really did. This infuriating, kind, hardworking, protective man.
I gently pushed him down onto the blanket so that he was lying on his back. I positioned my body at his side, wrapping one of my legs around his. My clitorasaurus roared to life.
I took the rose and teased it down his neck. “Time to return the favor,” I said in a throaty voice.
Oakley reached up to touch me, but I caught his hand in mine and shook my head. “Can we go somewhere more private?” I didn’t want to risk some pervy groundskeeper recording us. A leaked sex tape would probably be bad for publicity. Oakley smirked. “I know just the place.”
Oakley quickly got up and grabbed my wrist. Abandoning the picnic, we made our way through a tunnel and to an elevator. “Where are we going?” I asked as he pressed the button leading to the top floor.
Instead of answering, Oakley cornered me, pressing me against the wall of the elevator with his hard body. “Oh-oh my,” I rasped when his palm cupped my breast.
His lips landed on mine, and I curled my leg around him, moaning and flicking my tongue against his. I slipped his shirt over his head, and when the doors opened, we left it on the floor while running out of there.
“Welcome to the press box,” Oakley whispered, flicking on the lights. As much as I wanted to look around, I wanted Oakley naked more.
I started what I prayed to Aphrodite was a sexy striptease as Oakley made his way over to a large window overlooking the stadium. He looked so handsome and powerful standing there with his back pressed against the glass.
After I had danced my way out of my blouse and jeans, I unhooked my bra and slowly lowered it down to reveal my nipples already budding with anticipation. Oakley followed my movements hungrily. I loved the effect I was having on him. As I twirled my bra around my finger, his chest heaved up and down.
I dropped the bra and trailed my fingers down his bare pecs and past his sculpted abs, stopping where I could see Oakley’s massive erection through his jeans. “I want to make you feel good,” I whispered before unbuttoning his pants and shoving them down.
“Oh fuck, this moment is going in my spank bank for all eternity,” Oakley rushed out as I dropped to my knees and stared at his long dong silver with a hint of trepidation. I was a bit intimidated by his size. Parting my lips, I licked the tip, making him shake.
“Fuck,” Oakley groaned as I took him in my mouth. He held my hair back with his hands, jerking his hips with every pump of my mouth. He tasted good, and when I stopped to lick him from the base of his cock all the way to the tip, his entire body shook. “Yeah, I need inside of you right now.”
Oakley brought me to my feet and frantically pulled my panties down while bringing me over to a wall. One second my feet were firmly on the ground, and the next he was picking me up and pressing my back against it. I wrapped my legs around his hips. “Fuck, condom,” he groaned.
“I’m clean and religiously take the pill,” I rushed out. I wanted to feel him with nothing between us.
“I’m clean, too.” I gave him a look laced with scrutiny. It was probably bad form to bring up previous sexcapades after a declaration of love and right before he boned me, but I didn’t fuck around. “I just got tested. Coach makes us do physicals every month.” He looked at me, waiting for the go-ahead, and when I gave him a little nod and a wicked smile, Oakley thrust inside of me.
I’ve never been with a man coordinated and strong enough to do the whole standing wall sex thing, but Oakley Davis held me against him, sliding in and out of me with pure skill. I moaned and whimpered as our bodies moved. Up and down. My legs were shaking while wrapped around him. With his head tilted back, I kissed at his neck, crying out with the crest of my orgasm.
“Oh fuck,” I screamed. My body quaked, and I dug my fingers into his back. I really hoped no one could hear us up here. The second I could see clearly again, Oakley set me down, and my legs shook with the aftermath