One-Shot Stories

Following interviews and post game press conferences, Maya and Patrice headed home to their huge mansion in the suburbs. They were excited to celebrate Boston's round two advantage and have some special moments together ahead of the Bruins trip down south to Tampa in the coming days.

Once arriving home, Maya, who was teasing Patrice on the ride home, raced upstairs to change and get ready for her man. About five minutes later, Patrice got the call he had been waiting for, "Baby! I'm ready for you!"

Patrice ran upstairs, his jaw on the floor. In front of him was his stunning girlfriend in a sexy lingerie set: black and yellow for the Bruins colors. He was trying not to drool, but he always admired her beauty. He ripped off his jacket, dress shirt and pants, just leaving his boxers, "You look absolutely magnificent."

Maya bit her lip, knowing that was one of the things that got him horny, "Oh, do I? I just wanted to make my man happy."

"Boy...boy, have you," Patrice breathlessly spoke. He pushed her gently on the bed, climbed on top, and French kissed her as if it was the last time he'd ever be with her. He stroked his cool fingertips on her sides, feeling the rush of her chills. She loved when he did that to her.

"Patrice, baby, mmm. Just fuck me. I need it. Please," Maya pleaded through their kiss.

Patrice smirked at his girlfriend, "As you wish." As he removed her panties, they were a bit heavy considering she was already wet and horny for him. He slipped his large member inside her and immediately lost control, "You are soaked babygirl."

"I told you I couldn't wait. Now, please, fuck me like a pornstar," Maya grinned.

"I love when you talk dirty to me," Patrice smiled. He moved in and out of her like a cheetah in the wild. He felt the rush of the combination between orgasm and horny just thriving in the moment. He slowly took one of her breasts in his mouth and began to suck on it like a cherry lollipop.

Maya let out the softest yet hottest moan, "Patrice, baby. Oh my goodness. That feels so dang good. I never felt more in love with you."

"I love you so damn much Maya Elizabeth," Patrice mumbled. He looked up at her and saw her with her eyes closed but the biggest smile on her face. He knew he was pleasing her in all the right ways.

Maya reached down and pushed Patrice farther inside, "I want every inch of you inside of me."

Patrice was immediately turned on and fucked her harder, "Like this?"

"Absolutely! Yes! Fuck yes!" Maya screamed.

"I know you love the way I feel. I love the way you feel. You're so amazing," Patrice moaned, feeling a strong orgasm about to come on.

Maya felt Patrice squirt inside her and she gripped the sheets as the moment became hotter and more intimate. She had such a grip, she pulled the end of the sheets right off the bed. She looked at what she did and giggled, "Oops."

Patrice playfully shook his head as he pulled out of her, "You silly girl." He came all the way out and laid next to his girlfriend, pushing the sweaty hair out of her face, "That was amazing."

"Boy was it. I could do that again," Maya smiled.

Patrice kissed her, "Morning sex before breakfast tomorrow?"

"You know me like a book. I love you baby," Maya said.

"And I love you sweetheart," Patrice whispered, kissing her deeply.

Maya felt like the luckiest girl, but breakfast would be more than just the most important meal of the day tomorrow morning.

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