GrandSlam (20 page)

The umpire asked for quiet.

Again I wriggled. Damn, I was getting turned-on watching
him. When he was winning, when he scored the perfect shot, there was just
something so raw about him. I adored the set planes of his face, his hair, the
control of his every move. He was all about the power shot, reaching that goal,
finding satisfaction. The expression on his face right now was exactly the same
as when he sunk his cock deep into my body after teasing us both for hours.

I glanced at the clock, mortified at my own racy thoughts.
But I just wanted the match to be over so we could get dirty, sweaty and naked,
and I very much hoped it would be a victory fuck.

They were the best, he always decided to teach me something
new and deliciously dark when he’d just won a match.

The entire time Marie and I were in the elevator we had to behave
ourselves. It was full of people but despite that, the glances we shot each
other were packed full of so much heat I’m surprised the walls didn’t start to
melt. I was glad I had my tennis bag with me, which I could hold in front of my
rapidly swelling cock. Marie noticed my movement and smirked.

Everyone from the academy had headed back to the hotel
following my win against Reynolds, and they all wanted to drag me straight into
the bar to start celebrating. I feigned the excuse that I needed to get back
upstairs, get changed and call my parents. It was the truth of course, but I
could do that later. Right now I just wanted to get Marie into our room, strip
her clothes off and fuck her brains out. Nobody questioned why she needed to
come to my room with me. I’m sure they all knew what we were up to, but I
didn’t really care.

By the time the elevator disgorged us onto our floor, I was
buzzing with excitement. The adrenaline was still pumping through my veins. I
walked swiftly down the corridor, Marie close behind, then waited as she put
the keycard into the slot on the door. After a few seconds—which felt like
forever—the light flashed green and we barged into the room.

Flipping the lock behind us, I dropped my bag, pulled
Marie’s from her shoulder and tossed it on top of mine. Then I leaned down and
captured her lips, pushing my tongue between them and delving into her warm,
sweet mouth. I slipped my arms around her and cupped her delectable—and
probably still tender—buttocks, pulling her tightly to me. I didn’t know if the
gasp she emitted into my mouth was because I’d yanked her so hard or because
her arse was indeed sore. Either way I was happy so I continued to kiss her
with a fierce desperation.

Eventually though, we had to come up for air. Her dark eyes
flashed, the pupils wide. That, her pink cheeks and her expression told me that
she was just as turned-on as I was.

“You gonna fuck me then, Mr. Tennis Supremo?”

“All right, you impatient little wench.” I grinned to show I
was joking. “Have it your way.” With that, I picked her slight figure up and
strode across the room before dumping her in the middle of the queen-sized bed.

“Get naked, sweetheart.”

I practically tore off my own clothes as Marie did as I
asked. I was so wound up that I had to come, and soon.

“Now get here.” I stood at the end of the bed, my legs
pressing against it, my cock pointing insistently toward Marie.

She moved quickly in front of me, then looked down at my
erection, her eyes widening. She knew what I had in mind.

“Suck me off, Marie. Now.” It wasn’t the first time I’d
uttered those words to her, and it wouldn’t be the last, a fact I couldn’t
possibly be any happier about. I loved this woman and best of all, she loved me
back. And as her skilled mouth closed around the head of my dick, I told her
just how I felt.

“I love you, Marie.”

She pulled off me, her lips already glistening with saliva,
and replied, “I love you too, Travis.”

“Now hurry up and make me come before my balls explode—in
the bad way. Then I’ll return the favor. Many times.”

“What about everyone downstairs? They’re expecting us to go
and celebrate with them.”

I waved a hand dismissively. “They’ll wait. Right now I’m
celebrating getting to the finals the best way I know how.” I grinned and
pointed at my hard-on.

With that, Marie sunk back onto me and I fisted my hands in
her hair as her hot mouth and deft tongue rapidly shunted my arousal higher.
Before long, I was experiencing the blissful sensations that told me my orgasm
was imminent, but I didn’t care. Marie got me so hot that I knew that even if I
came I’d get hard again soon afterward. And besides, while my cock was
recovering I could bury my head between her perfect thighs and lick her
delicious pussy.

My grip tightened on her hair. “Babe, I’m gonna…”

She didn’t respond, just kept bobbing her head up and down
on me. What she did do though, was slip her hand between my legs and push just
the very tip of her finger into my arse.

With a roar, I came long and hard, my balls emptying into
Marie’s mouth. She continued to lick and suck at me until I finished coming,
and kept going until my shaft was completely clean once more. Pulling out of me
and away, she grinned. “Better?”

“God, yes,” I replied, noting that I’d only softened
slightly. Perhaps I didn’t need as much of a rest as I thought. The woman had
turned me into a machine. “That was fantastic. Now get your sweet body up there
and lie back with your head on the pillows. You might want to get one ready to
put between your teeth too, so we don’t scare the neighbors.” I winked.

“I think you already did. You yelled pretty loud yourself.”

“Did I? Well, it’s your fault so I’ll just blame it on you
if they come banging on the door. They’ll take one look at you and get it. No
man could keep quiet with a woman like you in his bed. Now do as you’re told.”
I raised my eyebrows to let her know I meant it.

She shifted back up the bed and got into position. I climbed
onto the mattress and crawled up toward her slowly, as if I were some kind of
large cat stalking its prey. I suppose she was my prey, really. Willing prey.

When I got close enough, I placed my hands on the insides of
her ankles and pushed her legs apart before lying between them, my head at the
juncture of her thighs. I stroked her skin everywhere I could reach, with my
weight on my elbows, tickling and lightly scratching before leaning down to nip
the sensitive area just next to her pussy. She yelped, more with shock than
pain, and I did it again.

“Oh dear,” I said wryly, “I’ve marked you. Now everyone will
know.”

“K-know what?”

I looked up at her, lifting my head higher so I could see
her face. “That you’re mine, of course.”

“O— Oooh!” The sound became drawn out as I lowered my head
again, this time to her mound. I rubbed my nose in her cropped pubic hair,
reveling in her scent—a delectable combination of her natural womanly smell and
that of her arousal, which I could tell was mounting rapidly. I wanted her cum
on my face and I wanted it fast. Happily, much of the time we’d spent together
since we’d become a couple had been spent having sex, and we now knew each
other’s bodies as well as we did our own—possibly better. As a result, I’d
learned how to make Marie come fast and hard, and I intended to use that
knowledge to both our advantages.

Slipping my hands beneath her buttocks, I lifted her to my
mouth. A quick exploration with my tongue told me that she was already wet, a
fact that pleased me no end. I encouraged her to part her legs wider, exposing
her fully to me. Then I set about licking every single drop of her sweet nectar
from her skin, only for her to produce more as I teased and tantalized her
body. I lapped it up eagerly with deft movements of my tongue and grinned
against her as her wails grew louder and her wriggles more frequent. I landed a
smack on her bottom—only light, given I hadn’t much room to get up a decent
swing, and barked, “Keep still, woman! I’m trying to make you come here.”

The only response was a gasp and a moan, probably caused by
both the slap to her tender bum cheek and my words. She had said it got her
going when I was bossy, after all. Just as well, really, given our sexual
proclivities. She wouldn’t be a very good submissive if she didn’t like being
bossed around.

Fortunately that wasn’t the case and juices continued to run
from her as I licked, sucked and gently nibbled at her cunt. My lips and chin
became covered with her sweetness and I couldn’t have been happier. A series of
both cute and sexy sounds issued from Marie’s throat as I pushed my fingers
into her higher and higher. I wanted to make her scream her pleasure, then have
her hot sheath wrapped around my cock. Soon.

Pulling her more tightly to my face, I clamped my lips
around her swollen clit and sucked, gently at first, then harder as she became
used to the sensation. She clawed at the duvet and arched her back, grinding
ever harder onto me. The noises she made grew louder and more abandoned, and
eventually she became silent and her entire body—except for between her
legs—seemed as though it had been turned to stone. I continued my ministrations
on her bud and on her G-spot, knowing that any second now she would crack.

And crack she did. Suddenly her body jolted once, twice, and
a wail that would have frightened a banshee came from deep inside her. Cum
gushed out of her and I quickly moved my mouth so I could catch as much of it
as I could as it was forced from her molten, spasming core.

The sounds were muffled as her thighs clamped my head,
covering my ears. I felt a rush of happiness and arousal run through me. I’d
definitely done good then, if she’d been brave enough to do that. She was
probably so lost in blissful oblivion that she didn’t really know she’d done
it.

I’d make her pay for squeezing my head so tight at some
point, but right now I had other things to be getting on with. Disentangling
myself from her still-quivering body, I grabbed a condom from the bedside
cabinet and quickly but carefully rolled it down my rock-hard cock, which had a
slick of pre-cum beaded at its tip. I was so ready to be inside my beautiful girlfriend
that I ached.

Shifting back between her legs, I knelt, bottom resting on
my feet, and hooked my arms beneath Marie’s knees, pulling her legs up over my
shoulders. We’d tried many different positions together, but this was one of my
favorites. It meant she couldn’t move too much as she had no leverage from her
legs, and I had a brilliant view of her luscious breasts and the spread of her
pussy. I could also lean down any time I wanted and kiss her. I did just that
as I moved to position my cock at her entrance.

Our moans were swallowed into each other’s mouths as I slid
inside her. Her saturated channel admitted me with little resistance, but was
still so tight around my shaft that I throbbed inside her, shunting hard and
causing us both to cry out.

“Fuck,” Marie said, her eyes wide, face pink, chest rising
and falling rapidly. “Fuck, Travis. That’s so good. Please, I want you. Sir,
please fuck me. As hard as you can. Please, Sir.”

I growled. She knew exactly what she was doing when she
called me
Sir
. She was well aware that it drove me crazy—in a very, very
good way—and that she’d more often than not get what she wanted if she said it.
I began to wonder just who was dominating whom, but decided I really didn’t
care either way. As long as I had Marie in my life and my bed, I would be
happy.

Straightening, I reached down and grabbed her delectable
arse again, digging my fingers in a little harder than necessary in an attempt
to show her who was in charge, but despite that I still did as she asked,
begged. Because I wanted it too, wanted to fuck her as hard as I possibly
could. It was a bloody good job I was at peak fitness and could give her, give
both of us, what we needed.

Holding on to her tightly, I began to rock my hips, slowly
at first until I got the perfect angle, then when I achieved that, faster and
harder. And deeper. I forced myself to keep my eyes open so I could see just
what I was doing to Marie, how much she was enjoying it. She’d squeezed her
eyes closed—for once I didn’t make her open them—her fingers were twisted so
hard into the duvet that her knuckles were white, and her gorgeous tits bounced
constantly with my movement. Her cunt was a hot, tight glove around me and,
given the speed at which I was pounding into her, I knew my usual staying power
would be robbed from me, even though I’d come not minutes ago. But it didn’t
matter. We’d both come and we had all night, the rest of our lives, to fuck.
There was a good chance we’d do it again in the shower too.

“God, Marie, you’re fucking perfect.” I didn’t realize I’d
said the words out loud until her eyes opened and she grinned at me, the
warmest, most love-filled smile I’d ever seen, and it sent a ripple of heat and
emotion through my body.

“You’re pretty damn perfect yourself, Travis Connolly. I
love you.”

“I love you too, Marie.” I paused. “Are you close?”

“Close-ish,” she replied.

“Touch yourself. Touch yourself for me, sweetheart.”

She shifted her hand and shook it a little, probably because
her death grip on the bedsheets had given her a cramp. Then she looked me in
the eyes, her beautiful face lighting up, and touched herself. I watched as she
dipped farther down to where our bodies were joined and gathered up some of her
copious juices, then smeared them over her swollen clit.

Her eyes rolled back in her head with the first touch, then
she huffed out a breath and returned her gaze to mine. Although I was now
looking into her eyes rather than down at her body, in my peripheral vision I
could see the movement of her arm and hand as she stroked herself in time to my
thrusts. I’d inadvertently slowed down as we’d talked and now I picked up speed
again, and was gratified to see that Marie did too.

“It won’t be long, baby,” I said, my words quavering as my
body pistoned in and out of hers.

“Unh… That’s okay. I’m nearly there too.”

“Come together?”

She nodded and we fell quiet again. Well, quiet except for
the gasps and moans, random expletives spilling from our lips as we rocked
together toward our mutual climaxes.

I drew in a hasty breath through my nostrils and held on to
it, concentrating hard on holding back my orgasm for just a few seconds longer.
Then it all went out the window when Marie howled her second climax and her
pussy clamped down around my cock, yanking my release out of me so hard and
fast it left me breathless and shaking. I managed to murmur Marie’s name a few
times in rapid succession as she said mine repeatedly.