Free Jock: A Secret Baby Sports Romance by Aubrey Irons

can feel his cock throbbing hard against my thigh through his boxers.
    “But if you’re really that bent out of a shape about it, I can think of a way for you to make it up to my poor, damaged ego.”
    I close my eyes and grin as I bite my lip, feeling my chest rise and fall as the blood pounds through my ears.
    “Oh? And what might that be,” I groan as his lips and tongue work over my neck while his fingers stroke slowly in and out of me.
    He pauses, his lips hovering right by my ear.
    “You’re going to spread those legs wide ,” he growls.
    You’re going to , not I want you to. There’s something about the demanding way he says it that has me melting for him. There’s something about the way he commands me to do it that pulls at something deep inside of me, shattering every normal response I should have to that.
    “You’re going to grab the backs of your knees.”
    His slips a second finger inside of me, curling it up and forward alongside the first, and I gasp as the pleasure shivers through me.
    “And then I’m going to lick that sweet pussy of yours with my tongue until you come all over my mouth.”
    I’m lost in it all, barely aware of nodding and doing what he says as he moves between my legs. His large hands push my legs up and wide, and I grab ahold of them like he tells me to do. And part of me still wants to give him a piece of my mind for being so damn bossy , but when that tongue of his drags over my slit, I go to pieces.
    And I’m undone.
    I’m falling, gasping for air and moaning wildly as his wicked tongue coaxes me higher and higher, until I’m sure I’ll float away. And when he wraps his lips around my clit and swirls his tongue across it, and sends me crashing into my climax, I’m sure I actually might.
    After that, he’s slipping his shorts down, and my eyes go wide at the thick cock that bobs into view. I’m moaning as I reach for him, pulling him into me as his lips crash against mine.
    He scoops me up in his arms as he flips us over, my legs going astride his grooved, muscled hips. I’m stroking him, feeling him hot and throbbing against my thigh as his hands move over my ass.
    The pulsing head of him is poised at my entrance when we freeze and glance up to lock eyes.
    I bite my lip. “Do you…?”
    “Fuck,” he growls, his jaw tightening before he shakes his head.
    And I don’t know what in the hell possesses me to say what I say next, but there it is, tumbling from my lips.
    “I’m on the pill.”
    His eyes flash as his cock pulses hot in my hand, right against my opening.
    “I’m clean,” he says as he sits up, his hand holding my ass as I slowly rock my hips against him.
    He must see the look on my face, because he shakes his head.
    “I never not use one,” he husks into my lips. “And I get tested all the damn time.”
    His body is so hard, and so ready , pressed against me like that. And I’m so wet, and so aching for this that I find myself nodding. I find myself throwing every ounce of caution I have to the wind and tossing sense, reason, and self-control right out the window as I nod.
    “You can’t stay, you know,” I say quickly.
    Holden grins as he arches a brow.
    “What, like stay the night?”
    I nod and he chuckles darkly.
    “I think we’re both adults enough to know what this is, sugar. Relax, I’m not gonna ask you to go steady with me or take you to the fucking prom.”
    I arch a brow at him, biting my lip.
    “I would have never gone to the prom with a guy like you.”
    His eyes flash darkly at me, and I suddenly whimper as the head of his cock slips against my opening.
    “Yeah, but you’re going to really wish you had after I’m done with you.”
    He pushes inside, and I moan loudly as my eyes start to roll back.
    “Anyone - uhh - anyone ever mention that you’ve got an over-sized ego?”
    He groans as he rocks his hips up, and we both cry out as he drives in deep, filling me to the hilt.
    “You tell me,” he growls. “How’s that