The Games We Play
Sixty
James tested the water with his finger. Perfect. He crossed the deck to the door leading into their bedroom.
“Water’s up, babe!”
“Okay!”
He peeked inside just in time to see Ali appear in a bikini he’d never seen before. His eyes dropped down to her toned stomach and the curve of her hips covered in the tiniest amount of material possible. When he looked up at her again, she was smiling.
“I know, I bought another one” she said sheepishly. “But I HAD to.”
James nodded. “Buy 50 more, I don’t care…as long as they all look like this one.” The top half of the bikini was white outlined with black, tied behind her neck by two tiny strings. The bottom half played games with James’ eyes, given the side bands were cut into three bands on each side, with barely a large enough triangle of fabric covering her center.
It was fucking hot.
Ali turned around to grab the towels James left on the bed, and as she did so, he allowed his eyes to linger on an equally-tiny triangle that hardly covered any of her ass.
“Where did you get that?” he asked, somewhat dumbfounded by her sexiness.
She brought the towels over and handed one to him. “At the spa where I was pampered because of my awesome boyfriend.”
“Damn. I chose well again.”
“You did.” Ali smiled. “Like I told you earlier – the entire thing was amazing.” She took his left wrist and guided his hand along the side of her thigh, never taking her eyes off of him. “Feel how silky smooth I am? Allllllll because of my spa day.”
James felt himself getting hard, fast. Life wasn’t fair. He didn’t care how long he was around Ali, his dick was bound to rise at some point.
“I’m glad you had a good time.” He tried to focus on the light in her eyes as they walked out into the chilly air. He succeeded, until Ali lifted a leg up over the side of their private Jacuzzi and his dick responded once again.
Ali sank down into the water, her hair pulled up messily so it wouldn’t get wet. She extended her arms out to feel the jet bubbles that swarmed all around her.
“Perfect temp” she said. “Get your ass in here.”
James was grabbing the wine he’d poured them and brought her glass over, along with his. Shirtless but with his dark blue and white swimming trunks, he lowered himself beneath the surface of the water until only his neck was visible. Now he and Ali were sitting next to one another, their feet extended and slightly buoyant.
They clinked glasses.
James let the warmth of the red wine slowly descend through his body, which he was now noticing for the first time that day how tired it was. The jets felt good against his back muscles. I could fall asleep right here, he thought, leaning his head back.
Neither of them spoke at first, they just gazed out at the falling snow beyond the covered deck where they sat in their Jacuzzi. Large, fat flakes fell gently, illuminated by the lights that lined the driveway up to the home.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?”
James opened his eyes again, noticing the snow. He looked over at Ali and smiled. “Very….and the snow isn’t too bad either.”
Ali flicked water at him and he laughed.
“Goof.”
“Dork.”
They took another sip of wine and let the water flow over them, each feeling their weariness drain away. James felt a little of the water splash up his neck, dampening his hair. It felt good. Everything felt good.
“You look so relaxed right now” Ali said to him.
“That’s because I am.”
“Genius response, babe.”
James let his head loll to the side so he could see her. “Heckling? This late at night?”
“I’ll heckle whenever I want, damn you.” She gave him a peck on the lips, and then took a sip of her wine. James kept his eyes on her the entire time, jealous of the glass pressed to her lips.
“What do you want to do tomorrow?” he asked her.
She settled into the water a little more, thinking to herself. “Sleep in?”
“Amazing choice.”
“Then…I don’t know. Did you have any plans?”
If you only knew. “Nope” he lied. The thought made him nervous all over again. Under the water, he reached over and placed a hand on Ali’s thigh, for no other reason than to just touch her. They looked at one another and Ali’s lips pressed into a smile.
“I’m glad you’re here” she said.
“I’m glad you’re in my life.”
And here come the butterflies. Ali reached over and let two of her wet fingers play through his hair. “One year, and you still give me butterflies when you say stuff like that.”
“Really?” That made him feel good. “I was told that stuff went away after a couple months.”
“Oh, it does” Ali replied, admiring the slight contrast of his dark hair and chestnut colored stubble. “But only to other couples that aren’t as cool as us.”
“Cool, huh?” James leaned over and kissed Ali. “I like cool.”
“I actually think we’re awesome.”
“Upping the ante already?”
The clear light that shone from beneath the water made his eyes dance a little; ever changing as the light filtered through the bubbling water. Combined with his smart little half-grin, Ali could’ve fallen in love all over again with just that one sight.
“It’s true though.” Ali’s face went a little serious. “I’ve had other long relationships…in fact, one that lasted a little over two years when I was in college…And I never had the feelings I have with you now beyond the six month mark with them.”
James lifted himself out of the water a little, and Ali watched each and every tiny bead of water as they ran over the cut of his chest and abs. He set his wine glass down on the wide wooden railing near the Jacuzzi and immediately submerged himself in the water again to escape the cold air. He knelt between Ali’s legs, still able to be eyelevel with her, even on his knees.
Ali stared into his eyes and felt his hands slide the rest of the way up to the bands of her bikini bottoms. He gave them a playful tug, but didn’t remove them like she thought he might.
“So let me see…” he said, his grin widening. “I’m the first one who you’ve had butterflies over past the six month mark?”
“Round abouts, yes.”
James noticed that when Ali smiled then, she did this little thing with her nose that she likely had no idea she did. He loved it.
“And I’m the first one you’ve gone to Colorado with…twice?”
She nodded.
“And rented a fucking bad ass house for almost a week with?”
She nodded again, still smiling at him.
“Good. I want to be a lot of good firsts with you.” He leaned forward and kissed her again, taking the glass from her hands. He set it behind them as he pushed Ali back a little until her head was leaning back and had access to her neck. He had no intentions of fucking her, but he had every intention of making her warm up a bit.
“So…” He said, breaking the kiss and leaving Ali slightly breathless. “You’ve been a lot of firsts for me, but that’s been pretty obvious.”
Ali raised two wet hands to the sides of his face, scratching at his short beard. “True…but surely there have been things you’ve done with…other girls…that you’ve done with me?” Those words left a bad taste in her mouth when she said it, but she knew James had had several other chicks before her.
He shrugged, and water ran over the lattice work of his tattooed shoulder. “I mean…yeah, sure, but none of it meant anything. Everything with you does.” He face lifted a little. “But none of them wore bikinis like you do.”
Ali gave his face a little tap. “Goof.”
“Dork.”
They kissed, and it lasted a little longer than their previous one. Ali didn’t want to wait any longer; she’d held out long enough.
“Let’s go inside.” She looked up at him, her eyes drunk with passion.
James nodded, locking his mouth onto hers again. She pushed him back and they both stood, water rushing off their bodies. Clumsily, they moved out of the Jacuzzi, steam rising from their bodies. They grabbed their towels, if for no other reason than to keep themselves warm until they got inside.
“Hang on one sec, okay?” Ali let go of James and backed herself up to the bathroom. With a devious smile, she turned and disappeared behind the door. James heard the door lock, and his curiosity peaked.
As he waited for Ali to return, he untied the knot that secured his shorts. He let them fall to the ground and stepped out of them. On the wall nearby hung a massive floor length mirror, just off the side of their bed.
Whoever put that there must’ve had a hot girlfriend, too, he thought. In a moment of brief weakness, James went and stood in front of the mirror, inspecting himself.
Hair– check.
Body looking good – check.
Dick….
He glanced over his shoulder to the bathroom door, making sure it showed no sign of opening. He looked back at his package and nodded.
…Check.
With growing anticipation, James got up on the large bed and stretched out. He was horny already and wasn’t even doing anything. He was just lying there; naked.
“Babe, you okay?”
“Yeah! Just….one second….ugh.”
He smiled. Whatever she was doing, it was apparently going to be good if she was giving him the “ugh”. Finally, she knocked from inside.
“Yessss?” he called.
“You ready?”
“I’ve been ready.”
The door opened and Ali appeared, completely transformed from when she had gone in. James felt his heart nearly stop when he saw what she was wearing. A black lace bra literally put her perky breasts on display, appearing as if they might fall out at any second if she made one bad move. Further down her torso was a black garter belt wrapped about her hips, with black panties underneath. Tiny straps held sheer black thigh high stockings by even tinier clips.
“Holy fuck.” He blinked. “You look….amazing.” He didn’t bother worrying about his dick hardening right there on display. He couldn’t take his eyes off her.
“I don’t want you to take this off of me” Ali said, nearing the side of the bed that James was on. She ran her nails along the length of his meaty thigh all the way up to his nipple, giving it a slight tug. His dick was hardening fast, and she was loving it.
“What happens if I tear it off?” James smiled at her, but there was nothing but lust in his eyes.
“I might allow that.”
She crawled over James so that she was straddling him. When he went to put his hands on her, Ali locked her hands in his and lifted them until they were behind his head. The soft mounds of her exposed cleavage now hung directly above his mouth.
“I’m going to treat you tonight” Ali said, her voice low. “So just lay back and let me fuck you, okay?”
I’ll lay back and do anything you want, I don’t even care. James felt his dick throbbing hard. He looked down between Ali’s thighs, and thought he could see it actually trying to reach up for her pussy. She kept her hips elevated while she kissed down his neck, still holding his hands behind his neck. I’m powerless to this woman. Powerless.
Ali lifted her mouth to his, but hesitated just above his lips. James strained to connect, but she was too good of a tease. His eyes met hers, and he shook his head slowly.
“You torture me.”
“That’s my plan.”
Every word that came from her mouth made James ache. He may have been crazy, but he wanted this ache for the rest of his life.
“But look how I’ve pampered you…” He looked up at her and saw her smile turn even more devious.
“I know. I’m going to thank you.”
Ali finally let her lips connect with his, and James needed to touch her. He moved his hands, but they were held back with surprising force.
“Ah aahhh.” Ali kissed him again.
“I want you” he said when their lips parted.
Ali lowered her mouth to his ear. “And I need you.”
James knew he was stronger than Ali, but she had a vice grip on his hands and he wasn’t about to argue. If she wanted him to relax and let her do all the work, he could quickly adjust to allow it.
Finally, Ali eased up on her grip as he mouth went lower on James’ body. He watched, literally willing himself to keep his hands off of her, but he couldn’t do it. He may have strength, but he wasn’t that strong. He reached forward, trying to touch any part of her. His hands found her hair first, then her shoulders as he pulled her up to him again.
“You just can’t give up control, can you?” Ali laughed a little, loving the strong hold James had on her shoulders.
He grinned. “You literally have no idea what you do to me.”
She shook her head. “Tell me.”
James whipped her around with ease so that he was the one in the control position. Ali lay on her back beneath him, and James took a good long look at her body.
“Well let’s see.” He kissed her neck. “I know you’re extra sensitive here, so when I kiss you…” He kissed her again, nibbling a little. Ali moaned right on cue. “…And you moan like that, the furnace turns on.”
Ali laughed, watching as James kissed down the center of her chest to her cleavage.
“And here….” He kissed each breast, nosing the fabric keeping them from him. “These?” He looked up. “These are deadly.”
“Deadly, huh?” Ali smirked. “You haven’t died yet.”
James pulled at the lace cup holding one of her breasts and immediately put a nipple between his lips. Ali exhaled, arching her back slightly.
“I didn’t say it was deadly for me, babe” James said, blowing cool air on her nipple to make it harden further.
Looking down, Ali watched James lower even more down her body. He licked along her garter belt, then pulled at one of the straps holding her thigh high and snapped it against her skin.
“Do you know what your thighs do to me?”
Ali shook her head.
“No?” James pressed his tongue against the exposed skin of her left thigh, kissing around until he came to her inner thigh. “They have such power over me though…”
From his position, it was clear Ali was wet. It turned him on even more, and his dick was begging for some sort of relief. Licking the other thigh, he spread Ali’s legs further, leaving her center for the taking.
“Now…now we come to the part of you that really has power over me.”
Above him, Ali was having trouble thinking. His open hands were still resting on her stomach as if to hold her still.
James drug the flat of his tongue from bottom to top along her wet slit, ending at her clit. He pressed down on her stomach to keep her from squirming.
“This little part” James said, licking along her slit beneath her sheer black panties, “…this does kill me.”
Ali moaned as she felt James’ tongue slide slowly over her core, feeling his strong hands hold her still. “…Your tongue kills meahhh…”
James licked her again, pressing his tongue harder against her clit. How silly she was to think she could take control. He smiled when he looked up at her, then pulled the fabric of her panties aside to expose her wetness. With his short beard, he very lightly drug his chin along Ali’s swollen button, which got an amazingly strong response.
“Fuck......” Ali looked down and met his gaze. “Do it again.”
James did, and Ali reached behind her to grab a pillow.
“You like that?”
Ali breathed hard. “Yes.”
James did it one more time and saw Ali’s hands gripping the pillow behind her until her fists were balled.
He tugged on the sides of her panties until they were on the floor, and then crawled back up so their eyes could meet. Ali opened her eyes with some trouble, but when she did, she saw James smiling down at her.
“You’re beautiful. Every inch of you, Allison.” He kissed her temple, and then her forehead, and then finally her lips. He lingered here a minute, feeling the pull in her embrace. He knew Ali wanted him, but he wanted this to go slow. He wanted a fair share of power, a fair share of control; he wanted to connect with her. He needed it. She didn’t know it yet, but tomorrow was a huge day, and James needed to know she truly wanted him.
“Thank you, babe” she said. Her hands went to both sides of his face and pulled him to her once again.
As they kissed, James lined himself up with her body, pushing himself slowly inside her. He kept his face close to hers, watching her reaction as his dick parted her. She bit her bottom lip, and James kissed her cheek. He kept his lips there as he finally moved all of his length inside.
“So beautiful” he said, sliding out. “Every damn inch.” He pushed back in, getting another moan from Ali as he felt her body spreading to accommodate him.
“I love you.” Ali looked up at him. She had trouble keeping her eyes open when she said this, because with every thrust James delivered, pleasure was quickly spreading over her.
James studied her as he worked himself inside. She really had no idea how much he loved her. She had no clue what her body did to him, or her personality, or her smile, or her kind heart. She had no clue.
Tomorrow, she would.
* * *
They fucked on the bed, but ended up on the floor.
They went downstairs to grab a drink and ended up fucking in the living room.
By around 3 in the morning, the couple found themselves cuddled in front of the fireplace on the plush rug spread over the wooden floor. Outside, the snow was still coming down, although it wasn’t visible from inside. All the lights were off, with only the glow of the fireplace illuminating their naked bodies.
James lay on his back, Ali draped over him. His fingers lazily picked up a piece of her hair, and then let it fall onto her smooth back. His thoughts went to the ring. It was upstairs, layered between his boxers (one place he thought Ali would never accidentally root through), deep inside his suitcase. He needed a plan, because he didn’t really have one when it came to proposing. He told himself when the time came, he’d just do it. Now he wondered if maybe he should’ve planned it out more.
Looking down, he saw Ali open her eyes and shift her gaze up to him.
“I dozed off.”
“I know” he said with a smile. He picked up another piece of her hair and then let it fall.
“Why didn’t you wake me up? We could’ve moved upstairs—“
“—Shhh.” With his hand, he pressed her head back down against his chest. “Rest. I’m okay.”
They lay there silently for another few minutes. The crackling of the wood burning down was the only sound. James moved his hand from Ali’s hair to her arm, rubbing her a little.
“Cold?”
“No. You?”
“Not with you on me. You’re like a human blanket.”
Their eyes met and they both smirked at one another. Ali drew her eyes back down, watching the flames swirl around the logs. It actually was very warm there in front of the fire, and they were both too comfortable to move. Above her, James was still contemplating a lot of things. His mind was busier than his hips had been the past couple of hours, and that was no small feat.
Ali sat up again when she heard James sigh. “You’re tired” she said with some concern.
“Yeah, but let’s stay here.” He looked at Ali and shrugged. “It’s kind of romantic.”
“Another moment out of the movies?”
“Kind of.” He kissed the top of her head.
Ali adored moments like this where James was vulnerable. His whole life, he was always in control: control of his game, control of his body, control of his mind…all for hockey. But here in front of a fireplace and freshly fucked? He cute and sleepy. He just said whatever came to mind and it was almost always great. With her head resting on his chest again, Ali couldn’t help but giggle.
“What?” James tapped her head. “Making fun of me?”
“Not at ALL.”
“Liar.”
Ali sat up again. She turned so she was on her stomach a little, her breasts pressed against his chest. Her finger lazily traced around his pec.
“This might sound weird” she said, looking down. “But tonight felt different.”
“It did, didn’t it.” James had felt it too.
Ali smiled. “So it’s not just me?”
James shook his head, his hand disappearing into her hair again.
“Can we just move here and never go back to Pittsburgh?”
“I wouldn’t have a problem with that.” He shrugged. “Coach might, though.”
She sighed heavily and lay back down again. James was smiling, though she couldn’t see it. He really could’ve stayed right there on the rug in front of the fireplace his whole life. He’d miss hockey….eventually….but at least he’d be there with Ali. As far-fetched as it was, it was fun to think about.
With Ali beneath him, James let his eyes roam over the curve of her back down to the perfect heart shape of her ass. Her hair was still messy from earlier, appearing even darker in the dim light of the living room. He picked up a piece and let it run through his fingers again.
“…Your body is a woonndderlaannd…”
Ali lifted her head.
“…Your body is a wonder, I’ll use my haaanndds…” He lifted a piece of Ali’s hair and let it fall as she turned more on his chest.
“You aren’t…” she said, somewhat in shock.
James smiled. “…Something about the way your hair falls in your face….I love the shape you take when coming towards the pillow case…”
“Crawling, babe.”
“Whatever.” He smiled. “John Mayer’s got nothing on me.”
Ali leaned forward and kissed him, and James could’ve proposed right there. The damn ring was upstairs, though. He made a mental note from that moment forward that he would not go anywhere or do anything without the ring in his pocket. The next moment that came up, he wasn’t going to miss.
* * *
“Water’s up, babe!”
“Okay!”
He peeked inside just in time to see Ali appear in a bikini he’d never seen before. His eyes dropped down to her toned stomach and the curve of her hips covered in the tiniest amount of material possible. When he looked up at her again, she was smiling.
“I know, I bought another one” she said sheepishly. “But I HAD to.”
James nodded. “Buy 50 more, I don’t care…as long as they all look like this one.” The top half of the bikini was white outlined with black, tied behind her neck by two tiny strings. The bottom half played games with James’ eyes, given the side bands were cut into three bands on each side, with barely a large enough triangle of fabric covering her center.
It was fucking hot.
Ali turned around to grab the towels James left on the bed, and as she did so, he allowed his eyes to linger on an equally-tiny triangle that hardly covered any of her ass.
“Where did you get that?” he asked, somewhat dumbfounded by her sexiness.
She brought the towels over and handed one to him. “At the spa where I was pampered because of my awesome boyfriend.”
“Damn. I chose well again.”
“You did.” Ali smiled. “Like I told you earlier – the entire thing was amazing.” She took his left wrist and guided his hand along the side of her thigh, never taking her eyes off of him. “Feel how silky smooth I am? Allllllll because of my spa day.”
James felt himself getting hard, fast. Life wasn’t fair. He didn’t care how long he was around Ali, his dick was bound to rise at some point.
“I’m glad you had a good time.” He tried to focus on the light in her eyes as they walked out into the chilly air. He succeeded, until Ali lifted a leg up over the side of their private Jacuzzi and his dick responded once again.
Ali sank down into the water, her hair pulled up messily so it wouldn’t get wet. She extended her arms out to feel the jet bubbles that swarmed all around her.
“Perfect temp” she said. “Get your ass in here.”
James was grabbing the wine he’d poured them and brought her glass over, along with his. Shirtless but with his dark blue and white swimming trunks, he lowered himself beneath the surface of the water until only his neck was visible. Now he and Ali were sitting next to one another, their feet extended and slightly buoyant.
They clinked glasses.
James let the warmth of the red wine slowly descend through his body, which he was now noticing for the first time that day how tired it was. The jets felt good against his back muscles. I could fall asleep right here, he thought, leaning his head back.
Neither of them spoke at first, they just gazed out at the falling snow beyond the covered deck where they sat in their Jacuzzi. Large, fat flakes fell gently, illuminated by the lights that lined the driveway up to the home.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?”
James opened his eyes again, noticing the snow. He looked over at Ali and smiled. “Very….and the snow isn’t too bad either.”
Ali flicked water at him and he laughed.
“Goof.”
“Dork.”
They took another sip of wine and let the water flow over them, each feeling their weariness drain away. James felt a little of the water splash up his neck, dampening his hair. It felt good. Everything felt good.
“You look so relaxed right now” Ali said to him.
“That’s because I am.”
“Genius response, babe.”
James let his head loll to the side so he could see her. “Heckling? This late at night?”
“I’ll heckle whenever I want, damn you.” She gave him a peck on the lips, and then took a sip of her wine. James kept his eyes on her the entire time, jealous of the glass pressed to her lips.
“What do you want to do tomorrow?” he asked her.
She settled into the water a little more, thinking to herself. “Sleep in?”
“Amazing choice.”
“Then…I don’t know. Did you have any plans?”
If you only knew. “Nope” he lied. The thought made him nervous all over again. Under the water, he reached over and placed a hand on Ali’s thigh, for no other reason than to just touch her. They looked at one another and Ali’s lips pressed into a smile.
“I’m glad you’re here” she said.
“I’m glad you’re in my life.”
And here come the butterflies. Ali reached over and let two of her wet fingers play through his hair. “One year, and you still give me butterflies when you say stuff like that.”
“Really?” That made him feel good. “I was told that stuff went away after a couple months.”
“Oh, it does” Ali replied, admiring the slight contrast of his dark hair and chestnut colored stubble. “But only to other couples that aren’t as cool as us.”
“Cool, huh?” James leaned over and kissed Ali. “I like cool.”
“I actually think we’re awesome.”
“Upping the ante already?”
The clear light that shone from beneath the water made his eyes dance a little; ever changing as the light filtered through the bubbling water. Combined with his smart little half-grin, Ali could’ve fallen in love all over again with just that one sight.
“It’s true though.” Ali’s face went a little serious. “I’ve had other long relationships…in fact, one that lasted a little over two years when I was in college…And I never had the feelings I have with you now beyond the six month mark with them.”
James lifted himself out of the water a little, and Ali watched each and every tiny bead of water as they ran over the cut of his chest and abs. He set his wine glass down on the wide wooden railing near the Jacuzzi and immediately submerged himself in the water again to escape the cold air. He knelt between Ali’s legs, still able to be eyelevel with her, even on his knees.
Ali stared into his eyes and felt his hands slide the rest of the way up to the bands of her bikini bottoms. He gave them a playful tug, but didn’t remove them like she thought he might.
“So let me see…” he said, his grin widening. “I’m the first one who you’ve had butterflies over past the six month mark?”
“Round abouts, yes.”
James noticed that when Ali smiled then, she did this little thing with her nose that she likely had no idea she did. He loved it.
“And I’m the first one you’ve gone to Colorado with…twice?”
She nodded.
“And rented a fucking bad ass house for almost a week with?”
She nodded again, still smiling at him.
“Good. I want to be a lot of good firsts with you.” He leaned forward and kissed her again, taking the glass from her hands. He set it behind them as he pushed Ali back a little until her head was leaning back and had access to her neck. He had no intentions of fucking her, but he had every intention of making her warm up a bit.
“So…” He said, breaking the kiss and leaving Ali slightly breathless. “You’ve been a lot of firsts for me, but that’s been pretty obvious.”
Ali raised two wet hands to the sides of his face, scratching at his short beard. “True…but surely there have been things you’ve done with…other girls…that you’ve done with me?” Those words left a bad taste in her mouth when she said it, but she knew James had had several other chicks before her.
He shrugged, and water ran over the lattice work of his tattooed shoulder. “I mean…yeah, sure, but none of it meant anything. Everything with you does.” He face lifted a little. “But none of them wore bikinis like you do.”
Ali gave his face a little tap. “Goof.”
“Dork.”
They kissed, and it lasted a little longer than their previous one. Ali didn’t want to wait any longer; she’d held out long enough.
“Let’s go inside.” She looked up at him, her eyes drunk with passion.
James nodded, locking his mouth onto hers again. She pushed him back and they both stood, water rushing off their bodies. Clumsily, they moved out of the Jacuzzi, steam rising from their bodies. They grabbed their towels, if for no other reason than to keep themselves warm until they got inside.
“Hang on one sec, okay?” Ali let go of James and backed herself up to the bathroom. With a devious smile, she turned and disappeared behind the door. James heard the door lock, and his curiosity peaked.
As he waited for Ali to return, he untied the knot that secured his shorts. He let them fall to the ground and stepped out of them. On the wall nearby hung a massive floor length mirror, just off the side of their bed.
Whoever put that there must’ve had a hot girlfriend, too, he thought. In a moment of brief weakness, James went and stood in front of the mirror, inspecting himself.
Hair– check.
Body looking good – check.
Dick….
He glanced over his shoulder to the bathroom door, making sure it showed no sign of opening. He looked back at his package and nodded.
…Check.
With growing anticipation, James got up on the large bed and stretched out. He was horny already and wasn’t even doing anything. He was just lying there; naked.
“Babe, you okay?”
“Yeah! Just….one second….ugh.”
He smiled. Whatever she was doing, it was apparently going to be good if she was giving him the “ugh”. Finally, she knocked from inside.
“Yessss?” he called.
“You ready?”
“I’ve been ready.”
The door opened and Ali appeared, completely transformed from when she had gone in. James felt his heart nearly stop when he saw what she was wearing. A black lace bra literally put her perky breasts on display, appearing as if they might fall out at any second if she made one bad move. Further down her torso was a black garter belt wrapped about her hips, with black panties underneath. Tiny straps held sheer black thigh high stockings by even tinier clips.
“Holy fuck.” He blinked. “You look….amazing.” He didn’t bother worrying about his dick hardening right there on display. He couldn’t take his eyes off her.
“I don’t want you to take this off of me” Ali said, nearing the side of the bed that James was on. She ran her nails along the length of his meaty thigh all the way up to his nipple, giving it a slight tug. His dick was hardening fast, and she was loving it.
“What happens if I tear it off?” James smiled at her, but there was nothing but lust in his eyes.
“I might allow that.”
She crawled over James so that she was straddling him. When he went to put his hands on her, Ali locked her hands in his and lifted them until they were behind his head. The soft mounds of her exposed cleavage now hung directly above his mouth.
“I’m going to treat you tonight” Ali said, her voice low. “So just lay back and let me fuck you, okay?”
I’ll lay back and do anything you want, I don’t even care. James felt his dick throbbing hard. He looked down between Ali’s thighs, and thought he could see it actually trying to reach up for her pussy. She kept her hips elevated while she kissed down his neck, still holding his hands behind his neck. I’m powerless to this woman. Powerless.
Ali lifted her mouth to his, but hesitated just above his lips. James strained to connect, but she was too good of a tease. His eyes met hers, and he shook his head slowly.
“You torture me.”
“That’s my plan.”
Every word that came from her mouth made James ache. He may have been crazy, but he wanted this ache for the rest of his life.
“But look how I’ve pampered you…” He looked up at her and saw her smile turn even more devious.
“I know. I’m going to thank you.”
Ali finally let her lips connect with his, and James needed to touch her. He moved his hands, but they were held back with surprising force.
“Ah aahhh.” Ali kissed him again.
“I want you” he said when their lips parted.
Ali lowered her mouth to his ear. “And I need you.”
James knew he was stronger than Ali, but she had a vice grip on his hands and he wasn’t about to argue. If she wanted him to relax and let her do all the work, he could quickly adjust to allow it.
Finally, Ali eased up on her grip as he mouth went lower on James’ body. He watched, literally willing himself to keep his hands off of her, but he couldn’t do it. He may have strength, but he wasn’t that strong. He reached forward, trying to touch any part of her. His hands found her hair first, then her shoulders as he pulled her up to him again.
“You just can’t give up control, can you?” Ali laughed a little, loving the strong hold James had on her shoulders.
He grinned. “You literally have no idea what you do to me.”
She shook her head. “Tell me.”
James whipped her around with ease so that he was the one in the control position. Ali lay on her back beneath him, and James took a good long look at her body.
“Well let’s see.” He kissed her neck. “I know you’re extra sensitive here, so when I kiss you…” He kissed her again, nibbling a little. Ali moaned right on cue. “…And you moan like that, the furnace turns on.”
Ali laughed, watching as James kissed down the center of her chest to her cleavage.
“And here….” He kissed each breast, nosing the fabric keeping them from him. “These?” He looked up. “These are deadly.”
“Deadly, huh?” Ali smirked. “You haven’t died yet.”
James pulled at the lace cup holding one of her breasts and immediately put a nipple between his lips. Ali exhaled, arching her back slightly.
“I didn’t say it was deadly for me, babe” James said, blowing cool air on her nipple to make it harden further.
Looking down, Ali watched James lower even more down her body. He licked along her garter belt, then pulled at one of the straps holding her thigh high and snapped it against her skin.
“Do you know what your thighs do to me?”
Ali shook her head.
“No?” James pressed his tongue against the exposed skin of her left thigh, kissing around until he came to her inner thigh. “They have such power over me though…”
From his position, it was clear Ali was wet. It turned him on even more, and his dick was begging for some sort of relief. Licking the other thigh, he spread Ali’s legs further, leaving her center for the taking.
“Now…now we come to the part of you that really has power over me.”
Above him, Ali was having trouble thinking. His open hands were still resting on her stomach as if to hold her still.
James drug the flat of his tongue from bottom to top along her wet slit, ending at her clit. He pressed down on her stomach to keep her from squirming.
“This little part” James said, licking along her slit beneath her sheer black panties, “…this does kill me.”
Ali moaned as she felt James’ tongue slide slowly over her core, feeling his strong hands hold her still. “…Your tongue kills meahhh…”
James licked her again, pressing his tongue harder against her clit. How silly she was to think she could take control. He smiled when he looked up at her, then pulled the fabric of her panties aside to expose her wetness. With his short beard, he very lightly drug his chin along Ali’s swollen button, which got an amazingly strong response.
“Fuck......” Ali looked down and met his gaze. “Do it again.”
James did, and Ali reached behind her to grab a pillow.
“You like that?”
Ali breathed hard. “Yes.”
James did it one more time and saw Ali’s hands gripping the pillow behind her until her fists were balled.
He tugged on the sides of her panties until they were on the floor, and then crawled back up so their eyes could meet. Ali opened her eyes with some trouble, but when she did, she saw James smiling down at her.
“You’re beautiful. Every inch of you, Allison.” He kissed her temple, and then her forehead, and then finally her lips. He lingered here a minute, feeling the pull in her embrace. He knew Ali wanted him, but he wanted this to go slow. He wanted a fair share of power, a fair share of control; he wanted to connect with her. He needed it. She didn’t know it yet, but tomorrow was a huge day, and James needed to know she truly wanted him.
“Thank you, babe” she said. Her hands went to both sides of his face and pulled him to her once again.
As they kissed, James lined himself up with her body, pushing himself slowly inside her. He kept his face close to hers, watching her reaction as his dick parted her. She bit her bottom lip, and James kissed her cheek. He kept his lips there as he finally moved all of his length inside.
“So beautiful” he said, sliding out. “Every damn inch.” He pushed back in, getting another moan from Ali as he felt her body spreading to accommodate him.
“I love you.” Ali looked up at him. She had trouble keeping her eyes open when she said this, because with every thrust James delivered, pleasure was quickly spreading over her.
James studied her as he worked himself inside. She really had no idea how much he loved her. She had no clue what her body did to him, or her personality, or her smile, or her kind heart. She had no clue.
Tomorrow, she would.
* * *
They fucked on the bed, but ended up on the floor.
They went downstairs to grab a drink and ended up fucking in the living room.
By around 3 in the morning, the couple found themselves cuddled in front of the fireplace on the plush rug spread over the wooden floor. Outside, the snow was still coming down, although it wasn’t visible from inside. All the lights were off, with only the glow of the fireplace illuminating their naked bodies.
James lay on his back, Ali draped over him. His fingers lazily picked up a piece of her hair, and then let it fall onto her smooth back. His thoughts went to the ring. It was upstairs, layered between his boxers (one place he thought Ali would never accidentally root through), deep inside his suitcase. He needed a plan, because he didn’t really have one when it came to proposing. He told himself when the time came, he’d just do it. Now he wondered if maybe he should’ve planned it out more.
Looking down, he saw Ali open her eyes and shift her gaze up to him.
“I dozed off.”
“I know” he said with a smile. He picked up another piece of her hair and then let it fall.
“Why didn’t you wake me up? We could’ve moved upstairs—“
“—Shhh.” With his hand, he pressed her head back down against his chest. “Rest. I’m okay.”
They lay there silently for another few minutes. The crackling of the wood burning down was the only sound. James moved his hand from Ali’s hair to her arm, rubbing her a little.
“Cold?”
“No. You?”
“Not with you on me. You’re like a human blanket.”
Their eyes met and they both smirked at one another. Ali drew her eyes back down, watching the flames swirl around the logs. It actually was very warm there in front of the fire, and they were both too comfortable to move. Above her, James was still contemplating a lot of things. His mind was busier than his hips had been the past couple of hours, and that was no small feat.
Ali sat up again when she heard James sigh. “You’re tired” she said with some concern.
“Yeah, but let’s stay here.” He looked at Ali and shrugged. “It’s kind of romantic.”
“Another moment out of the movies?”
“Kind of.” He kissed the top of her head.
Ali adored moments like this where James was vulnerable. His whole life, he was always in control: control of his game, control of his body, control of his mind…all for hockey. But here in front of a fireplace and freshly fucked? He cute and sleepy. He just said whatever came to mind and it was almost always great. With her head resting on his chest again, Ali couldn’t help but giggle.
“What?” James tapped her head. “Making fun of me?”
“Not at ALL.”
“Liar.”
Ali sat up again. She turned so she was on her stomach a little, her breasts pressed against his chest. Her finger lazily traced around his pec.
“This might sound weird” she said, looking down. “But tonight felt different.”
“It did, didn’t it.” James had felt it too.
Ali smiled. “So it’s not just me?”
James shook his head, his hand disappearing into her hair again.
“Can we just move here and never go back to Pittsburgh?”
“I wouldn’t have a problem with that.” He shrugged. “Coach might, though.”
She sighed heavily and lay back down again. James was smiling, though she couldn’t see it. He really could’ve stayed right there on the rug in front of the fireplace his whole life. He’d miss hockey….eventually….but at least he’d be there with Ali. As far-fetched as it was, it was fun to think about.
With Ali beneath him, James let his eyes roam over the curve of her back down to the perfect heart shape of her ass. Her hair was still messy from earlier, appearing even darker in the dim light of the living room. He picked up a piece and let it run through his fingers again.
“…Your body is a woonndderlaannd…”
Ali lifted her head.
“…Your body is a wonder, I’ll use my haaanndds…” He lifted a piece of Ali’s hair and let it fall as she turned more on his chest.
“You aren’t…” she said, somewhat in shock.
James smiled. “…Something about the way your hair falls in your face….I love the shape you take when coming towards the pillow case…”
“Crawling, babe.”
“Whatever.” He smiled. “John Mayer’s got nothing on me.”
Ali leaned forward and kissed him, and James could’ve proposed right there. The damn ring was upstairs, though. He made a mental note from that moment forward that he would not go anywhere or do anything without the ring in his pocket. The next moment that came up, he wasn’t going to miss.
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@Lolo2020
Thank you so much! Amazing people still read it and enjoy it so much. That was my goal :)
2/6/17