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Endgame Reward

It was the end of the game, Beacon Hills lost by one point which allowed Brett’s team to win the game. The two schools had a rough rivalry, especially with Brett’s old friend now being one of the star players for Beacon Hills lacrosse team.

Brett was packing up his gear, smiling as he replayed the game in his head over and over again. His mind constantly went back to his girlfriend Y/N, who was watching with the other students and parents. She looked so proud and happy that her boyfriend had won, and Brett knew what was going to happen as soon as he found his girlfriend. Almost everyone was out of the locker room, the remaining few leaving as Y/N walked in to find her boyfriend.

“Congratulations baby, you won the game.” She smiled as she leaned against one of the lockers. Her eyes traced his shirtless body, wandering over every curve and every muscle.

Brett looked over at her, his own smile spreading across his lips. He walked over to where Y/N stood, getting impossibly close to her. “I couldn’t have done it without my good luck charm,” he grinned as he went to pull her in for a kiss, only for her to gently push him away. He pouted and looked at her with puppy dog eyes.

“You’re all gross and sweaty,” She chuckled. “Go take a shower or something.”

Brett smirked, “Why don’t you take one with me? Everyone’s gone and no ones going to come in here.” He peered down at her, his eyes locking on hers. He could hear her heart rate pick up, along with the smell of her juices flooding her panties.

“Yeah- o-okay.” Y/N nodded as her and Brett walked to the showers. Even though the two have had sex multiple times, every time Y/N saw Brett naked it felt like the first time all over again. Once their clothes were discarded and the water was on at a comfortable temperature, Brett pulled his girlfriend under the stream of water. She gasped as she was hit with the flow of water and strong grip that Brett held on her hips.

His eyes stared down at her intensely, creating a wave of butterflies in her chest and lower stomach. It was silent for another moment until Brett connected their lips in a heated kiss, his tongue finding its way into her mouth and exploring the area. His hands traveled lower as they gripped her ass firmly before smacking each cheek, causing her ton gasp loudly. Brett smirked against her lips and began to move his hand to her aching core.

“I can smell how wet you are, how badly you need me.” His lips moved across her jaw and neck, leaving bruises in his wake, “Tell me how badly you need me puppy, I might just give you what your want.”

Y/N whined, pushing herself closer to him in hopes he might touch her. “Sir please, I need you so bad. Wanted you since the game started.”

Brett ‘tsked’ at her, “Baby I think you can do better than that, don’t you? After all, I did win us the game tonight.” Y/N knew exactly what he was getting at. Her eyes grew wide as she nodded and sunk to her knees in front of him. He hummed in content, “That’s a good puppy.”

Y/N started stroking him slowly to get him worked up before she wrapped her lips around his throbbing cock. Brett leaned one arm against the shower wall and laced his hand through Y/N’s hair, gently pulling on it. She took the hint and took more of him into her mouth, hallowing her cheeks as she neared the base of his cock. Y/N breathed in through her nose before she started making quick work of her boyfriend. Brett’s moans bounced off the walls as his girlfriend sucked him off, giving him the utmost pleasure. Before he knew it Brett was throat fucking her.

Her jaw hung slack, her own spit along with a his pre-cum dribbled down her chin and down her chest. She loved the feeling of having her boyfriend fully letting go of his stress but also at her will because of the pleasure she was giving him made her even more wet than before.

“Love this pretty mouth, takes whatever I give it, just like your pussy.” Brett growled as his hips started to slow their pace. He looked down at his girlfriend and her fucked out state, the way she looked so desperate to help him get off. “I’m gonna cum in your mouth and stuff your cunt full of me.” Y/N could only nod the best she could with her mouth full of her boyfriend. Brett’s hips stilled and Y/N felt his load fill her mouth, the feeling of him pulling out made her heart flutter with all the ideas of what they’ll do filling herhead.

Brett helped to her to her feet, watching as she swallowed all his cum and wipe her mouth clean. “Need you, please I need to be filled with you.” Y/N whined as she rubbed her thighs together in hopes of getting rid of some of her pain.

“Anything for my puppy.” Brett hoisted Y/N in the air, pressing her against the wall as he lined himself up with her entrance. “Ready?” Y/N nodded, her eyes glancing down at where their soon to be connected. Brett slowly pushed in to her cunt, head rolling back as he felt her walls start to take him in. Y/N moaned loudly, mouth hanging open as she accommodated the stretch.

It took a moment for Brett to start his pace, but once Y/N gave the go ahead there was no stopping what was happening next. Brett’s hips slammed in Y/N’s ass sharply, giving the girl no time to catch her breathe as she yelped in pleasure. Her eyes rolled back, her senses already being over whelmed with the feeling of her boyfriend hitting every spot inside her.

Brett growled as he saw how blissed out his girlfriend was, the sight alone was enough to make him bust right there but he knew he had to wait a little bit longer. “Feels so good having this cunt wrapped around me,” He said in a low voice as he lowered his head to nip at Y/N’s tender skin. The mewl that left her lips caused something deep inside Brett to let loose. Pushing Y/N against the wall, he held her up with one arm while the other closed itself around her throat.

“Sir,” Y/N cried out as he rolled up his hips upward and gently rubbed that spongey spot inside Y/N that made her a puddle in his hands. “Sir please, harder.” One of her own smaller hands went and tightened his grip around her throat, applying just enough pressure to make it hard to breathe but didn’t stop the flow of air.

Brett’s eyes were glowing that beautiful yellow that Y/N loved so much, seeing how his girlfriend reacted to pain and pleasure being mixed together. “Someone has a pain kink, huh? You like when I go harder? You want to feel me for weeks don’t you? Answer me puppy,” He growled as he bit a little harder at her skin.

“Yes!” Y/N screeched as she pressed her head against the wall, “I love it, love the pain. Please, I’m so close, please let me cum.” Y/N begged as she tried to roll her hips against his. He pinned her to the wall to stop her actions. He slowed his hips to see her reaction and it was exactly what he wanted to see. To see her face contort in pain as she just wanted to feel that aching release.

“You’ll cum when I tell you to cum,” He picked up his brutal pace again, his hand squeezing her throat just enough. It was painful how long the both of them waited to cum, but Brett wanted it to be an amazing orgasm for his girlfriend. When he saw the tears filling her eyes he knew that it was time. He connected his lips to hers in a hungry and heated kiss as his hips went into full speed and bumped her g-spot and cervix with every movement. “Cum for me, fucking show me who you belong to.” With a loud moan and heavy breathe Y/N finally came, feeling the best relief she had ever felt. Her walls clenched her boyfriend’s cock as he emptied his own load deep into her, his hips stilling as he wanted her to be full of him.

Brett looked down and watched as the mixture of their releases fell down the drain and past Y/N’s swollen pussy lips. His fingers gently grazed her clit, causing her to whimper at the over sensitivity she felt. “You’ll be walking around with my cum in you for days, and then when it’s gone I’ll fuck more into you.” Y/N could only nod as she was trying regain her breathe. Brett chuckled as he gently pulled out of her used cunt and set her down on her wobbly legs.

“I think I need a bath when we get home,” She laughed softly as she struggled to walk over to her towel. She looked back to see a smirking Brett, and by the looks of it he was still hard. She rolled her eyes as she wrapped herself in the towel, “Just a bath, Mr. no funny games this time.”