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One Shots

Sunday Funday


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It was a perfectly lovely and lazy Sunday afternoon. Nothing on the agenda, no game, no practice, no plans with other people, just hours of uninterrupted time at home for James and Quinn. Until, that is, someone thought about trying to interrupt it.

The two were sharing the couch in the living room of their apartment in Toronto, James lounging lengthwise with his upper back against the armrest, a tablet in his hands with a ebook pulled up. Quinn was laying her stomach between his legs, feet pressed against the armrest he leaned, elbows propping up her torso as she scrolled a blog on her phone, twirling a red curl around one finger. It was lovely, peaceful.

James closed out his tablet and set it on the table before he reached forward to pat her rounded ass. “Get up, babe, I gotta go work out.”

Quinn didn’t even turn around. “What? It’s Sunday.”

“No rest for the wicked, come on.”

Now she turned to eye him. “Are you serious? This is so nice and you wanna leave?”

“I don’t want to, I have to. You know I need to stay strong and that means working out even on my off days.” He smacked her ass again, a little harder. “So, come on, get up. I’ll be back in a few hours and we can go to dinner.”

Quinn whined a little. She knew she was acting like a brat, but he was gone so much and even when he was home he had obligations of one sort another most days and nights. This was the first day in a long time that they had had no plans and she really just wanted to keep enjoying it. She decided there was one thing James probably liked a little more than working out.

Instead of getting up, she inched back, bending her knees slightly to elevate her hips and ass. She gave him her very best bedroom eyes and a sweet smile when she looked back again. “You sure you have to go?”

He grinned and let out a little laugh. “That’s not gonna work.”

“You sure about that?” Quinn pressed up even higher and reached under her body and between her thighs to rub her pussy over her light and thin grey sweatpants. She had no bra or panties on so the fabric was rough against her lips, but she was growing more and more wet, which she knew would show through quickly. She let out a little moan and rubbed harder to make more of her arousal flow. “James…”

She heard him chuckle and then say, “You don’t play fair, Quinny. Not fair at all.” She felt his wide palms caress her ass before grabbing her hips to pull them back towards him and she let her hand fall away. The band of her sweatpants was dragged over her hips and down her thighs until they bunched at her knees.

Two thick fingers ran down the slope of her ass before delving between her folds, rubbing along her inner lips until they hit her clit. “Oh, yeah. Much better idea.”

James grunted and removed his hand from her cunt to push himself up to a sitting position. With Quinn still kneeling between his legs, he leaned forward, licking at her entrance until he probed his tongue even further, barely grazing her clit. Quinn groaned for more and shifted back, pushing her ass against his cheeks and forcing his mouth more firmly against her pussy.

God, he loved the noises she made, little squeaks and groans that went right to his cock and did more to get him in the mood than anything else. Needy sounds uttered with his face buried her pussy was just about as good as it got as far as he was concerned, but it was also making him absolutely desperate to get inside of her.

He sat back and then pushed himself off of the couch to stand. Quinn moved to get up as well, thinking they were headed to the bedroom, but after he pulled off his shirt, James pushed her back against the couch as he bent to kiss her with one palm cupping her jaw.

If she wasn’t already turned on enough already, the sight of his body and the feel of his mouth on hers finished the job. She stroked her hands against the beautiful trap muscles that made his collar bones almost disappear within his bulk. His shoulders, nearly twice as wide as the broadest part of her body tightened under her grasp and reminded her of how much she loved this big body of his that at times felt like pure, unadulterated muscle designed for no other purpose than to pull pleasure from her.

While stroking his tongue along hers, his hands finished undressing her, pulling off her pants as she lifted one leg and then the other to help. He broke their kiss and as Quinn lost her shirt, he gave her an innocent smile that wasn’t at all flective of his intentions. “Turn around.”

Still kneeling, Quinn shifted with her back to him, resting her forearms on the back of the couch and sticking out her ass, wiggling back and forth with anticipation.

James shoved his own sweatpants down and off, pausing to jerk his cock a few times while watching Quinn look so desperate to take him. What a lovely sight it was, too good to waste by rushing anything. He came to his knees on the floor, pulling her hips down against his face again and this time, he let his tongue slip into her entrance as he licked up the lust her pussy was dripping.

“Fuck, God, yes!”

Humming his agreement, James pumped his tongue in and out of her pussy, just what his cock was dying to do. He stopped only briefly to suck two of his fingers that he then used to rub her clit as his tongue burrowed back inside.

Quinn was bucking against him, mouth open and panting, a thin layer of sweat already forming on both their bodies. She made a desperate sound in the back of her throat and just as she clamped down on his tongue and jerked her hips faster, James pulled away.

Standing and then leaning over her quickly, he let his cock brush against her inflamed pussy and he reached around her body to toy with her nipples. Quinn used one hand to pull her wild red hair over her shoulder and James obliged her unspoken request by kissing her neck gently.

He asked with affection, “Are you wet enough for me, babe?”

Christ, how perfect he was, she thought. His cock, like the rest of him, was massive, and considering how small and narrow she was, she really needed to be primed to take him. He never forgot this fact, never put his own need over her pleasure. And she cherished him for it.

Turning her head, she tilted her chin to accept his kiss that was sloppy, but still sweet. “So ready, just looking at you gets me wet.”

He moved his lips to her neck, one hand cupping a breast while he used the other to help press the head of his cock into her entrance. Pushing back as he pushed in, he soon bottomed out and Quinn gasped in delighted pleasure.

James’ voice was ragged, breathing erratic. “Fuck, you’re so tight, just right. I love how you feel.”

“Mmm, me too, God. So thick, fucking amazing.”

He let her stretch around him and when he started to thrust her pussy gave way to his size, her flushed and aroused walls expanding around him, but still squeezing tightly.

He started slow, letting his hips move almost mindlessly behind her as he pinched and played with one nipple and then other and then both at once. He licked the salty sweat from her neck and felt the skin of her back slicken even more as his chest smothered her, drawing heat from them both.

He gradually sped up, noting how her moans increased in volume and frequency as he did. When he slowed again, he listened to her breathing return to a slight normal pace, only to quicken his hips to get her panting again.

“James…I’m so close.”

His voice had a mocking tone, even though he was just barely holding himself back from exploding inside her. “Are you? Tell me what you need, babe.”

“Ugh, play with my clit, please.”

She felt him nod and he moved one hand down her torso until his fingers were back on that throbbing nub. She immediately groaned and closed her eyes, letting the electric sensations move through her body.

James sped up again, putting his free hand on the back of the couch to steady himself. His mouth was back on the skin of her neck and Quinn reached her arm up to hold his head in please, running her fingers through his sweaty, spiky hair as she did so.

Gasping at the force of his cock wrecking her and moaning at the tension the pressure on her clit caused, Quinn suddenly came, shuddering out a breath as her strength gave out and she fell forward with her chest now pressing against the back of the couch.

His fingers still rubbing at her clit, James gave her two more shallow thrusts before he let go as well, quickly sitting up as he did so to grab her ass and hold it against his pelvis as he released deep inside her still quivering pussy.

Pulling out, he backed up and sat down gingerly on the sturdy wooden coffee table and Quinn, taking one massive breath, laid back down on the couch on her stomach, resting her cheek on her hands as she faced him and smiled.

“See? You can workout at home. Who needs the gym when you’ve got me?”

James laughed and slicked his hair back as best he could, but like always it fell right back against his forehead. “Nice try, I’m still going.”

Her body weak and satisfied, Quinn didn’t have the strength to argue, so she simply agreed with a smile.

Notes

Comments

So it would be nice to have a sequel to this!

Polarvortex Polarvortex
10/8/20

If you decide to do these again, can you have a Braden Holtby story? Name: Kelly, Premise is that she gives him an X-rated surprise when he gets home from winning the cup in Vegas. Rough and filthy please!

hockeyyy hockeyyy
6/12/18

Can you write a chapter with John Tortorella and any player

Lmarina2000 Lmarina2000
4/11/18

damn that was hot

TangersGirl58 TangersGirl58
7/28/17

if you are still doing requests

Kris Letang Pittsburgh Penguins to this song http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/elliegoulding/lovemelikeyoudo.html

Thanks

TangersGirl58 TangersGirl58
7/28/17