His rough, calloused hand glided over my smooth exposed back, rousing me from sleep. I moaned softly and slowly opened my eyes. His fingers ran along my spine sending pleasurable shivers across my skin.
"What time is it?" I asked, trying to focus on the clock in the dim light.
"Late," he replied.
"Game run long?"
"Mmm-hmm," he muttered, his voice muffled as his mouth moved closer to my neck. He moved in closer and I was overwhelmed with his scent. He had obviously not showered after the game. He smelled like the Yard. Grass, tobacco, leather, and just a hint of sweat. It was masculine and intoxicating, irresistible.
I felt his breath on my neck seconds before his warm, wet mouth caressed it. His soft lips dragged across my skin with slow, loving kisses. I let out a soft sigh as he opened his mouth and gently sank his teeth into the flesh of my shoulder, causing electricity to radiate through my body. I squirmed slightly and he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer to him. I could feel his excitement through his jeans -- hard and throbbing.
He continued his assault on my neck and shoulder while his hand left my waist and began to wander leisurely over my body. I felt myself grow wet as his hand caressed my breasts, my nipples responding immediately. I moaned as he pulled on a hard nub, making it even harder and more sensitive. My breathing became shallow and my clit began to throb, my pussy becoming wetter still.
His hand released my breast and slid down along my side, running over the swell of my hip, around the slight curve of my lower stomach. I moaned and arched my back, pressing my ass against him. He responded by grinding his pelvis into my ass, letting out a low groan as he did. His hand continued south and he stroked my thighs before running it back up to my waist. When his finger tips brushed my mound with a feather light, albeit intentional touch, I moaned again and squirmed under his grip.
He put his hand on my shoulder and rolled me onto my back, propping himself up on his elbow beside me. I looked into his green eyes and smiled. He returned it with his own, crooked smile that I love so much. Looking at his kind eyes and loving smile, I felt a pull at my heart and had a sudden urge to tell him I loved him.
Before I could his mouth descended on mine and all thought was gone. He pressed his lips to mine and kissed me hard, sucking and pulling at my lips with his. I moaned into his mouth and tangled my fingers in his dark, shoulder length hair. The kiss deepened as his tongue sought its way inside my mouth to wrestle with mine. I fisted my hand in his hair and tugged it gently. He moaned and grabbed my breast, squeezing it roughly. I let out a gasp as he rolled my nipple between his fingers and I arched my chest into his hand.
He broke the kiss and trailed hot, wet kisses down my neck to the hollow of my throat. His hand let go of my breast and slipped down my stomach, his touch making my skin sizzle with desire. My pussy throbbed and began to ache, needing his touch. I held my breath in anticipation as his hand got closer and closer. He pulled at my leg and I spread my legs wantonly, allowing him access. He chuckled smugly against my throat as his hand drew closer to my dripping sex.
I was almost shaking with anticipation when he paused and began to run his finger nails over the sensitive spot where my thighs met my pussy. I groaned with frustration as he seemed more than happy to stroke me there, enjoying my torment. Finally, I felt his fingers dip into my slit. His fingers slid in easily I was so wet. My hips bucked involuntarily against his hand and he chuckled again. He traced small circles over and around my clit and I could not hold back a loud moan; the feeling of his hand on my flesh exquisite after the tortuous teasing.
He continued rubbing me as I grabbed for the hard bulge in his pants. He grabbed my hand and pinned it above my head. I closed my eyes in delicious ecstasy and I cried out as he pushed two fingers into my cunt at the same time his mouth latched onto to my right nipple, sucking and flicking his tongue over it.
His fingers started a steady rhythm, rubbing me and pressing my g spot. I pushed my hips slightly against his hand, moaning his name. I felt my pussy tighten and his hand started to move faster. I began to pant and felt intense waves of pleasure wash over me. I was getting close.
Without warning, he pulled his hand from my sex. I whimpered in protest, my cunt feeling empty without his strong fingers. I opened my eyes as he brought his hand to my mouth and offered me his slippery digits. I sucked them into my mouth, tasting myself and inhaling the sharp scent of my arousal.
He watched me as his eyes darkened with lust, his breathing becoming shallower. As I sucked on his fingers, imitating the way I suck his cock, he pushed his erection against my thigh, trying to ease the tension. I rubbed my thigh between his legs, back and forth against him, loving the feel of his incredibly hard cock against my leg. He closed his eyes as I pushed harder against his package, feeling him throb through his jeans.