After Practice

Hello! It's been a while but life has been crazy. I've been fighting writer's block to get this final chapter out of my brain. This will most likely be the last chapter of After Practice and I've enjoyed the ride! Thank you for sticking with me through the last four years and seeing my first journey into the world of non-consensual/reluctance! Enjoy.

I finished my paper as quickly as possible and immediately started the revisions. The whole time I was writing, Brody was caressing my leg absentmindedly. He took extra time to trace patterns on my inner thigh. Every time I looked at Brody, he was focused on his work like what he was doing to me was the last thing on his mind. After 20 minutes of reading the same paragraph of my paper, I gave up. Revisions were going to have to wait. I needed to have sex with my--well I don't know. I looked at Brody again and wondered what we were. I knew I wasn't just a hookup, he said he loved me. He didn't call me his girlfriend, but he didn't seem like the kind. He called me his, but he didn't call himself mine. It's a very important distinction to make.

While I was thinking all these thoughts, Brody took the time to stroke a little bit higher on my thigh and my heart skipped a beat. I closed my laptop and slid it off my legs. I took Brody's laptop off his legs and placed it on the coffee table in front of us. "I'm guessing you're done?" Brody smiled when I turned his face towards mine.

"Mhmm," I grinned and leaned in. His hand reached up and gripped the back of my neck, pulling me closer and our lips met in the middle. I sighed happily, this is what I've been working 3+ hours for. Brody's kiss and everything else that came with it. He rose onto his knees and pushed me down to lay down on the couch. My knees opened for him to lay between them and our kiss resumed. Brody's hands were on my hips, pushing me into the couch, while mine stayed put on his neck.

"Let's get rid of some layers hmm?" Brody whispered as he reached up and unzipped my hoodie. I sat up for a moment to push the sweater off my shoulder, arching my back slightly so Brody had the opportunity to admire my chest. He grabbed my right breast and sucked my left nipple into his mouth almost immediately. I moaned appreciatively and ground my hips upward towards his. He was going to be the death of me, guaranteed. He switched nipples and I tightened my grip on the couch. After a moment, I reached down and tugged the t-shirt Brody was wearing up his torso. He lifted himself off of me and stood. I watched Brody take his shirt and push his shorts down his legs. He was going commando as per usual, so his hard-on bounced against his body. I bit my lip, slid my shorts down, and widened my legs, showing off the fact that I also went commando.

"Dinner is served." I said with a smile and Brody barked out a laugh. He laid down on the couch and covered my mouth with his hand.

"Be quiet." He commanded before licking my clit and I moaned. "Quiet."

I closed my mouth and tried my hardest to stay silent as he began to eat me out. I rolled my hips towards his mouth and I was rewarded with Brody sucking my clit in between his lips. I bit my lip again to stifle a moan as my eyes rolled into my head. With one finger Brody traces along my slit, dipping the tip of his finger into me occasionally.

"You're gorgeous like this," he lifted his head and said, using two fingers to spread me open so he could truly see everything, like the way my hole was fluttering a little, desperate for something to clench around, for some sort of relief. I wanted him inside of me as soon as humanly possible. "You're so gorgeous when you're spread out in front of me."

I whimpered at his words, lifting my hips a little to get a bit of friction and relief achieved by the press of his fingers to my folds. "Please Brody," I whispered, not bothering to hide the desperation in my voice.

Without much preamble, Brody sucked his pointer finger into his mouth, then worked me open until it's buried inside of me to the last knuckle. It slipped in with relative ease and would have without his saliva, because of just how wet and ready I was for him. Brody let out a groan when his fingers come out soaked and the way his hand shines under the lights, exposing how my juices were dripping down his fingers. I noticed the way he ground his hips against the couch, clearly aching but unwilling to stop finger fucking me. I wasn't going to complain too much because he was a magician with his fingers.

My back arched off the couch when he lowered his head and wrapped his lips around my clit again. Brody's eyes found mine, a knowing look in them as he watched me writhed against the couch. He slid two fingers inside and began to pump them, his tongue alternating between lapping at my opening and circling my clit. Brody is relentless in his methods, fingers never hesitating or breaking the devastating pace, his tongue never remaining in the same place for more than a few moments. He was driving me insane. It barely registered that I was going to orgasm until it happened. It hit me at full force, I saw stars and there was nothing that I could do except submit to the pleasure ripping through my body and scream. "Brody holy shit!"

I was panting when my orgasm finally subsided and I clawed at his arms, desperate to bring him up to me. Even though my whole body was shaking and I had one of the best orgasms in a while, I was desperate to feel him inside of me. "I need you inside of me, Brody. Now. I need you now," I told him, pressing a kiss to his lips, tasting myself on his tongue. Brody's responding kiss is far less gentle than the one I'd just given him but it's no less welcome. He's unwilling to break the kiss, one hand cupping the back of my neck as the other hand guided himself to my entrance. With one smooth roll of his hips, Brody's cock slid home and buried himself to the hilt inside me.

"Fuck," Brody groaned, eyes rolling back in his head, hips jerking forward, making me whimper in agreement. I lifted my hips to meet his every thrust, reveling in the noises coming from him, the groans that were quickly turning into moans. I hoped my apartment walls were thick enough that my neighbors wouldn't hear us but at this point, I didn't give a fuck. What he was doing to me was amazing and if everyone heard it then they were privileged. Plus, getting to hear the effect I had on him is almost as good as the way he fucks me. Almost. Nothing could be better than the way his dick feels hammering into me, or the tremendous stretch I get every time he pulls out completely, then slams back in.

"More, Brody, more," I begged him.

"More? Can you handle more?" He asks and there's something wicked in his expression as if promising that I was biting off more than I can chew. However, our whole situation stemmed from the fact I never backed down from him on any front, and I certainly have no intention of starting now.

"I can handle anything." I said defiantly.

"More it is," he responded a little too calmly for my liking. Calm, cool and collected Brody is a deadly, deadly thing. Before I even have a moment to wonder if I may have just made a mistake, Brody flips me over onto my stomach.

"Get on your hands and knees. Now." He commands. I immediately obeyed and assumed the position he requested. "Good girl," he said and slammed back into me. I loved it when he called me that and a little moan slipped from my lips at the nickname.

"You like that don't you?" Brody asked, his words coming out like he wasn't currently fucking me with ruthless abandon. I nodded my head in response to his question and gasped when he grabbed my hair, yanking my head back so we could make eye contact. His favorite move was making a reappearance.

"Answer me when I'm talking to you. You liked me calling you good girl, didn't you? I felt the way your pussy clenched around me when I said it, I felt how much you liked it."

"Yes, fuck yes, I liked it."

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" Brody let go of my hair and I let my head fall forward and eyes fall shut, letting it hang between my arms while I focused on keeping myself upright. "You're my good girl aren't you."

I moaned, rocking my hips back to meet his as a nonverbal response.

"I want you to say it," Brody demanded, the hand not on my hip sliding between my legs to find my clit.

"Yes!" I called out, amazed I could say anything at all. "I'm your good girl. I'm yours, yours." If you would have asked me a few months ago that I would be acting like this for a guy I barely knew I would have called you crazy. But now, I only focused on how fucking delicious Brody felt in that moment and how much I loved it.

"That's right," Brody's thrusts take on a new edge, picking up the pace. "This pussy is mine. You're mine. Mine."

"Fuck yes, it's yours. All of me is yours," I promised him.

"Still want more?" he asks, and I nodded my head once before remembering his earlier request.

"Yes, please." I answered again more appropriately.

"Look at you, remembering what I told you. Obeying me. Good girls get rewarded." Brody's hands firmly grasped the back of my legs, fingers digging into my ass, holding me in place and spreading my cheeks apart.

"I wish you could see yourself right now, fuck," he groaned, "You're so fucking pretty for me, so fucking good. You're incredible, you know that, right? Your pussy takes my dick so fucking good."

The filthy fucking things and praises spilling from his lips, along with the way I could feel every single ridge of his cock as he fucked you open reduce me to a blubbering, incoherent mess. The pleasure so consuming it borders on being too much, that I gave up on rocking backward onto him. Instead, I held onto the arm of the couch and let go, focusing on simply keeping myself on my hands and knees. As he hits that sweet spot inside of me again and again, my back arches even further, until he's hitting a point so deep inside of me that I'm choking back a scream with every thrust of his hips.

"I'm close," I whimpered. "I'm so close. Fuck. Fuck, you feel good. You feel so fucking good."

At my words, Brody's right-hand slides from my ass and finds my clit again, rubbing rough circles on it. I could tell he was close too from the way his thumb's motions on my clit were wild.

"Brody, Brody," I pleaded until he pushed into me with a renewed vigor that made the building tension in the pit of my stomach snap. My arms gave out as I finally come, falling forward to land on my elbows, crying out his name as he fucked me through my orgasm. It doesn't take much longer before he exploded inside me, fucking his load further into me. Brody pulled out, flipped me over, and dragged his lips up from my neck to my lips. When we finally kissed, I buried my hands in his hair and tugged. He growled and I smiled against his lips. We made out for a few minutes before I broke the kiss. "That was amazing,"

"Who said it was over?" Brody gave me a wicked smile and I realized there was still a buttplug inside of me. Oh fuck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and stood up. My legs wrapped around him and he carried me towards my bedroom. Brody gently placed me on my bed and joined me. He could see the slight fear in my eyes that I was nervous. "It's okay, I'm going to take care of you,"

I couldn't speak so I nodded. This time he didn't demand a verbal answer. He kissed my lips before making a path down my neck, chest, and stomach to reach my pussy. Brody tongued my opening a little before placing a kiss on my clit and I moaned. "Brody..."

"Fuck baby my cum looks so good dripping out of your hole." He said and slid a finger inside. I sat up to look at him and we made eye contact. I watched him finger me while sucking on my clit. He stopped and leaned up to kiss me briefly. "You ready?"

"Yes," I said breathlessly. With one hand still fingering me, Brody reached down to the red jewel of a buttplug nestled between my cheeks. I took a sharp intake of breath when he tugged on it a little bit.

"Relax Piper." He commanded and I tried. I focused on his fingers inside of me instead while Brody played with the buttplug. He twirled it around, fucking me with it a little and I moaned. Without a beat, he pulled it out and I felt my asshole gape. I gasped but I didn't stay empty for long because Brody quickly replaced it with one of his fingers. I clenched down on both of the fingers inside of me, one in my pussy and the other in my ass. It was heavenly. "Relax," He said again and licked my clit, I moaned again but I obeyed. After a few minutes of fingering, I felt myself become looser and Brody sat back onto his knees, withdrawing his fingers from me. I spotted his raging hard-on between his legs and shuffled forward, laying on my stomach in front of him. I looked up at Brody as I swallowed his cock. His mouth fell open and he grabbed my hair, holding me in place while his dick was deep in my throat. "Piper holy shit."

I bobbed back and forth, making sure he was wet because I knew that cock's next destination was my asshole. It was like Brody heard my thoughts and I felt his fingers on my sphincter. He pushed inside and I moaned around his cock. I began to rock back and forth, fucking myself on his finger while sucking his cock. Soon, I was moaning, groaning, and panting and an orgasm was nearing. Brody pulled his cock out of my mouth and his fingers out of my ass. "Why'd you stop me?" I asked.

"I want you to cum with my dick in your ass." He said simply. "Turn around,"

I turned around so I was on all fours and Brody slapped my butt. He slipped his fingers back inside my asshole and I gripped the sheets. He pumped them in and out a couple of times before sliding them back out, then something harder and girthy replaced them. His cock. I shuddered when he pushed the tip inside of me, clawing at the sheets for comfort. "Please be gentle," I begged.

"I'll go slow at first, but you know once I'm inside of you I'm going to fuck you hard." He said and I gulped. He was true to his word and slid the rest of his cock inside me slowly. I tried my hardest to relax as his cock stretched me like never before. It felt like Brody was attempting to rip me open from the inside out and I breathed through the pain. Once his full length was inside me, he held himself still. "Breathe baby breathe."

"I'm trying," I whined while Brody gave me gentle kisses all over my neck and back. I squeezed and relaxed my ass and I got used to all of him inside of me. I didn't even have the chance to say I was ready before Brody pulled out and slammed himself into me. I wanted to scream but no sound came out. My knuckles turned white from gripping the sheets as hard as possible as Brody began fucking my ass to his heart's desire. It took maybe three more thrusts from him before the immense pain turned into unbelievable pleasure. It was nothing like how I expected, yeah the pain was shitty (pun intended) but I have never felt closer to Brody than at that exact moment. It's the tightest fit imaginable and it was overwhelming in an orgasmic way. There were new pleasure points in my body being explored and I was loving every minute of it. Brody was inside the most intimate part of my body, taking my anal virginity. With this in mind, I wanted to look at him. "Brody, Brody baby please I want to see you," I said hurriedly.

That got his attention real quick. To not ruin the progress made, Brody flipped me over so I was pinned down underneath him. Without skipping a beat, he went back to fucking me with earnest. This time I had the opportunity to stare into his hazel eyes and see how this felt for him. Brody looked like he was having the time of his life, "You're so fucking tight Piper. This is so much better than what I imagined. You're better than what I imagined." He cradled my face in his hands and kissed me deeply. I lifted my upper body to reach him and kiss him back. When his tongue swiped my bottom lip I let him in, forcing my mouth open. One specific thrust sent a shockwave to my pussy and I realized the poor thing was being neglected. I pulled away from Brody's lips, reached down between us, and started rubbing my clit. Immediately I felt like my brain exploded. I let out a long-drawn-out moan at the sensory overload. Brody pushed my knees up near my chest to give me better access to myself and I went to town. My fingers slid inside of me and I groaned. "That is so fucking hot," Brody breathed but never slowed.

"Fuck me harder," I whined. I seriously didn't think it was possible when I said it but Brody proceeded to fuck me harder. He pushed one of my legs over the other, forcing me onto my side, and he leaned over me. One of his hands gripped my throat while the other slapped my hand away from me. I yelped but moved and his fingers quickly replaced my own. I arched my back off the bed as it was quickly becoming too much. However, I never wanted this to end. "Yes, just like that, oh my god!"

My asshole and pussy were tightening around Brody's various appendages inside of me and I was close. He knew it too and pressed his thumb against my clit like it was my orgasm button. It worked. I screamed as I squirted on his fingers. Brody didn't let up and fucked my ass and pussy like I didn't just have an earth-shattering orgasm. I was mewling at this point, my pussy was spasming around his fingers but there was nothing I could do but take it. It wasn't long before Brody swore and I felt him unload inside me for the fourth time in the last 24 hours. He pulled his cock and fingers out of me and I felt the cum leak out of both holes. "Push," He commanded. I did as he asked and more of his cum drizzled out of me. "Fuck that's beautiful." He scooped up what escaped and shoved it back inside of me. I shuddered but it was over as quickly as it began. Brody extracted his fingers from me and pressed them against my lips. I took them in my mouth and savored the taste of his cum and mine mixed. My eyes never left his as I cleaned his fingers off, swirling my tongue around his fingertips for good measure before releasing them. Brody collapsed next to me, turned my head towards his, and captured my lips in a kiss. I turned around so we could be face to face and as close as possible.

Our intense kiss slowed to a few pecks before Brody kissed the corner of my lip, cheek, and nose. I smiled and the words spilled out of my mouth before I had a chance to think it through. "I love you too." Brody stilled and stared at me.

"What?"

"Earlier you told me you loved me. I'm saying it back." I said simply. "I love you Brody. Even though I definitely shouldn't and this isn't normal at all but I still love you."

"Thank god." Brody kissed me again and this kiss was filled with the love between us. "I know this wasn't the right way for this to happen but I love you Piper and I'm going to make sure you know that from now on." I nestled my head in his neck as a response. "I'm going to get you a towel, okay? Don't move."

I nodded, too tired to talk at this point. My eyes drifted closed as Brody got up from the bed to find a towel. I stirred when he returned when I felt the bed dip. He gently nudged my legs open and patted me down with the warm wet towel. I hummed at the warmth and opened my eyes. "If I knew all I had to say was I love you to make you get me a towel I would've said it a long time ago."

Brody smacked my ass and I gasped, still sore from the rough fucking. "Don't make me punish you,"

"Don't threaten me with a good time." I smiled. He hit me again and I yelped. "Okay maybe not please stop."

"Your wish is my command." He held up his hands in surrender. "Let's get under the covers, I'm cold."

I nodded again and helped Brody take the pillows off the bed and pull back the sheets. We crawled into the sheets, finding each other again immediately. Our limbs entangled and just like that, I was home. We spent the rest of the night talking, kissing, fucking to our heart's desires with whispers of "I love you"s sprinkled into every conversation.