Hail Mary: An Enemies-to-Lovers Roommate Sports Romance(104)

“I love you,” she said.

My chest squeezed, heart throbbing inside it. “Fuck, I love to hear that.”

“I love you,” she repeated, wrapping her legs around me and pulling me flush against her.

“Te amo, cari?o,” I echoed, claiming her mouth with a hard, demanding kiss.

She opened for me then, letting my tongue sweep in to dance with hers as her hips widened. She was already wet, my cock sliding between her lips and making us both inhale on a groan. But I’d ravaged her once tonight in a frenzy.

Now, I wanted to take my time.

“Come here,” I rasped, climbing off of her and the bed altogether. I stood at the edge of it, stroking my cock where she’d slicked me with her desire.

Mary’s eyes were glued to my fist as I pumped, her breasts heaving, every curve of her on display in the sheets where she waited for my instruction.

“Lie on your back,” I said. “I want your head right here.”

I pointed to the edge of the bed in front of me, and she maneuvered herself down, shimmying until she was lying under me with her eyes cast up and waiting again.

She was so fucking gorgeous it hurt.

Her knees were together, as if she was suddenly shy, but her hands still roamed her body, plucking at her piercings and trailing every lush curve. I let my eyes roam slowly over every color of ink that sprawled her skin — black and blue and red and green, bright orange and deep violet. My chest hummed with possession as I did, like a king marveling at his riches.

“Scoot up,” I told her. “Hang your head off the bed.”

Mary did as I told her to, and I cursed at the sight of her throat arched, her body stretching out even more across the white sheets.

“Now,” I said, carefully cradling her head in one hand as I fisted myself in the other. “Open that pretty mouth.”

She did, sticking out her pink tongue as a welcome sign. I stepped in closer, guiding my crown to her mouth. I slicked it with her tongue in slow, torturous circles that elicited a deep groan from me and a desperate whimper from Mary before I slowly pressed inside, all the way until her lips had no choice but to wrap around me.

“Fuck,” I cursed, closing my eyes and letting my head fall back at the sensation. I wasn’t even a third of the way inside her, but the sight of her stretched out, the angle, the feel of her tongue as it swirled around me… it was enough to make me come right then.

Mary’s hands reached for my ass to pull me in deeper, and I let her, flexing a bit more until she gagged. I pulled out then, letting her catch her breath. Then, I was hinging at the waist, my cock hard and hovering at her mouth, waiting for her to take it again, all while I kissed along her breasts, her stomach, until my tongue could reach her clit.

She shook violently at the first taste, and I braced my knees against the edge of the mattress to hold myself steady as she played with my crown again, matching my teases against her clit. I licked and she swirled, I sucked and she gagged. It was a sweet, sadistic game of cat and mouse, both of us teasing the other to see who would break first.

When Mary bucked her hips against my mouth, giving me no choice but to run my tongue flat and hot along the length of her, she shuddered beneath me, moaning around where my cock was in her mouth.

“Does my girl need more?” I teased, breathing against her before I licked her in a long, hot sweep again.

“Please,” she begged, and she barely got the word out before I held onto her thighs and buried my face between them.

I ate her pussy like a starved man, licking and sucking and slowly inching one finger inside her to curl along with the rhythm my tongue was stroking against her. I couldn’t even focus on the way she was teasing me, because my singular focus had shifted to her pleasure.

“Focus, baby,” I told her with another flick of my tongue. “Can you come for me again tonight?”

A whimpered, “Yes,” floated into the air like a spell.

Mary still licked along my shaft as I played with her, but when I curled two fingers inside and sucked her clit in the way I knew gave her the right amount of friction, I felt her focus shift, too. She was still sucking me, but it was lazy and slow, distracted, all while her hips widened, her knees stretching open, pelvis bucking up to reach for her release.

“That’s it,” I praised her. “Find it. I want these legs shaking for me. I want to hear you scream.”

She moaned, and then she pulled her mouth away from my shaft so I could soak up every sigh and whimper and cry as I found the right spot to make her shatter.

My name was a repeated prayer on her lips as she did, and her hands fisted in my hair, holding me to her as she ground her hips against me. I grabbed her thigh tighter with my free hand, the other working inside her in time with my mouth on her clit. And only when she sagged into the bed like dead weight did I stop, carefully removing my fingers as she shuddered and clung to me like I was all that held her from floating off into space.

“Good girl,” I breathed against her, pressing a light kiss to her clit that made her shake again.

“Fuck,” she breathed, her eyes hooded as I stood again. But when she went to move, I pressed her back into the sheets.

“Not yet, mi alma,” I said, sweeping her hair from her face. “I want to fuck that sweet mouth.”

Mary licked her lips, coating them before she opened wide and stuck out her tongue for me again. She was already pulling me to her before I could wrap a fist around myself, like she was starved for me now.