Long: A Secret Baby Sports Romance(58)

“Wait. Oh shit. I’m going to come.”

I fucked her deeper, faster. She was dripping wet as I kept licking her, sucking and eating that pussy.

And then she started to come. Her whole body stiffened, tightening, as I kept working her, licking and sucking, fucking her pussy. I wasn’t letting up, wasn’t easing off. I wanted to get her off hard and fast. She was moaning loudly, her fingers tight in my hair, pressing my face hard against her pussy as I worked her harder, faster.

She came for me nice and rough, came against my mouth, and slowly I could feel her body softening, relaxing. Her fingers released my hair, and I looked up at her.

“Shit,” she gasped. “My fingers are numb.”

I grinned at her and then kissed her pussy again. “God I fucking love the taste of you.”

“Come here.” She pulled me up and kissed me. I kissed her back, my cock straining against my pants.

That was when I heard the front doorknob jiggle.

“Shit!” she said. “Harper is coming home.”

Thinking fast, I grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch and threw it over her. I sat next to her and spread the blanket out just as Harper came in the front door.

She stopped, surprised to see me there. “Oh, hey, guys.”

“Hey,” I said.

“Hi, Harper,” Avery said, trying to play it cool.

“Good game today, Gibson,” she said, coming in.

“Thanks,” I answered. “I try.”

“It was awesome.” She looked at us and could sense the awkwardness. “Well, uh, anyway. I’ll leave you two alone.”

She quickly disappeared back into her bedroom.

Avery was bright red. “Oh my god,” she said. “That was so awkward. I’m so embarrassed.”

I laughed. “She didn’t know,” I said.

“She knew something was going on. I mean, why do you think she ran off like that?”

“Maybe, but who cares?”

“I care,” she said, sighing. “Where are my shorts?”

“Over there.” I got up and grabbed them for her, holding them up. “You want these?”

“Gibson,” she hissed. “Give them to me.”

“Say please.”

“Gibson,” she said, annoyed, “I’m not playing.”

“Say please, Gibson. Please give them to me.”

“Gibson.”

I laughed and tossed them to her. She sighed and pulled them on.

“Look, I promised Hynes I’d meet him out,” I said. “You should come with me.”

She shook her head. “No. That’s okay. Go have fun.”

“Come on, come with me.”

She walked up to me and kissed me. “No. Hang out with your boys. I’m in for the night.”

“Fine.” I kissed her. “If you change your mind, call me.”

“I won’t.”

I turned and headed toward the door. “See you tomorrow morning?”

“Yeah,” she said, “you will.”

I turned the knob and left her apartment. I could tell she was too embarrassed about Harper almost walking in on us for me to stick around, so I figured I’d leave and give her some space.

Her taste lingered on my lips as I headed down the stairs and out the front door. I texted Hynes to see where they were.

That was the celebration I had wanted. Maybe I only got a taste of her, but it was what I had needed. I’d wanted her body, so I went and I took it.

Avery could pretend she didn’t want it, but when it came down to it, she was going to spread her legs and beg for me every time. We both knew she couldn’t resist.





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Avery





I was so mortified that night. I could barely look Harper in the face as we sat on the couch and watched TV.

If she had come home a minute earlier, she would have seen Gibson’s face between my legs, eating my pussy like it was the last thing on earth.

I wasn’t the kind of girl to get off in the middle of the living room. That just wasn’t me. But with Gibson, I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t stop it when he came close to me. There was just something so incredibly intense about the way he looked at my body, like it was the only thing he needed in the world. I knew that if I let him touch me, I’d feel better than I could have guessed.

That was what Gibson did to me. He took me outside my comfort zone and showed me that I could feel incredibly good things just because he wanted me to.

I was up nice and early the next day. I headed over to Gibson’s and was surprised that they were both awake. Hynes seemed hungover as hell, but Gibson seemed normal. I didn’t want to stick around, because I had studying to do and Gibson kept giving me a knowing look.

He knew what I was thinking about. He knew I was thinking about his tongue between my legs, licking my pussy, sucking my clit, making me feel incredible.