Page 82 of One Shot

She whispers “okay” softly. I grab her hand, cross the small patch of ice between the home team and opposing team benches, and sit her down on the opposing team's bench.

“Lucas, what are we doing?” she asks, confused.

“Do you trust me?” I ask her again, pulling her to the edge of the bench and spinning her around to face me standing at the end. She nods with certainty.

“Good,” I reply, taking off her shoes and kneeling in front of her. “Because I am going to finally taste you and not just on my finger.”

I flash her a crooked smile as I take off my skates. Slowly, I roll down her leggings, kissing her stomach, and her inner thighs as I go. I keep her black lace thong on but pull it to the side to expose her perfect, pink pussy. She smells like my undoing—delicious and damp, already craving me. I’m so fucking glad I have the same effect on her that she has on me.

I kiss her right inner thigh and trail my tongue across her until I am at her clit. Slowly, I circle it, teasing her before taking her bud into my mouth. A moan escapes her as I ravish her sensitive spot. I drive two fingers deep inside her. Her pussy grips me, seemingly pulling my finger in greedily as she lets out another whimper of pleasure. I pull my fingers out of her dripping heat, circling her clit with my tongue again before moving back to her entrance, thrusting my fingers intoher. Nothing has ever turned me on as much as the taste of her pussy does. I am growing harder with every lick and suck of her clit. I crave more of her. I need more of her. My cock strains against my pants, already rock hard with precum trickling out.

I pull my mouth from her pussy to take off her panties, my thumb going to her clit to ensure she doesn’t go without a second of pleasure. She’s moaning my name, making my throbbing cock twitch with anticipation of what her tight pussy will feel like wrapped around me. My mouth is back on her deliciously soaked pussy. I replace my fingers with my tongue so I can get a better taste of how ready my girl is for me.

“Look at me, Lauren,” I say against her pussy. A moan escapes her from the vibrations against her sensitive skin.

Her blue eyes are the brightest I’ve seen them. She’s biting her lip.

“Whenever you see any team on this opposing bench, all you will be able to think about is how you fucked my tongue so good, you came on it right before I bent you over this bench. Finally gave you my cock and made you come again. Understood?” My words are a harsh growl, each one rumbling against her making her writhe against my lips even as she stares at me with unapologetic hunger and desire.

“Yes,” she whimpers. “Please.”

“What was that?” I ask, teasing her, my voice low and husky.

“Yes, Captain.”

At the sound of her calling me Captain, I plunge my tongue into her opening, moving it in and out of that sweet pussy. My fingers grip her hip steadily, while I continue lavishing her clit with my other hand. She thrusts into my tongue, fucking it, taking control. She runs her hand through my hair, pinning me to her as she drives her hips forward moaning with pleasure.

She’s crying out loudly in pleasure. Her muscles lock under my touch, as she trembles on the edge of coming, I quickly slide my fingers into her, hitting her g-spot, and move my mouth to her clit. She cries out, coming for me, riding my fingers to heighten her release while Isuck and lick her delicious clit. I lap at her entrance, tasting her cum as it slowly drips down her leg. God, she is the sweetest thing I have ever tasted.

“Holy fuck,” Lauren breaths heavily. As soon as her eyes are on mine, I suck her delectable cum off my fingers.

“You taste divine," I wink at her.

She pulls me to her, parting my lips instantly with her eager tongue, claiming my mouth. Her aggressiveness is unexpected and so damn hot.

“Mmm,” she whispers against my lips. “I like how I taste in your mouth.”

That sends me over the edge.

“I need to bury my cock deep in you.”

“Yes, please,” she replies, sticking her perfectly round ass out teasingly. I squeeze it tightly, eager to bend her over the bench.

“Don’t make me beg for your cock, Captain,” she purrs, shaking her delectable ass at me.

I grip it with both hands, groaning with desire for her.

“I have to go to the locker room to grab a condom.”

I run my hands through my hair, frustrated at my stupidity. I didn’t plan for this at all. She turns around facing me.

“I’m on birth control, and I’m clean. I haven’t had sex since . . .”

“I’m clean too, it’s been more than a while. But are you sure?”

Instead of answering, she drops to the ground before me, pulling my pants and boxers down to my knees, releasing my cock.

“I’m sure I want your massive cock, between my thighs, before you fill me with every single drop of your cum.”

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