Za'Darius pulled you towards the arena's exit door, wanting to leave desperately. His coach stopped him to talk, and you walked past, not really wanting to listen in on their conversation. Za'Darius looked over Coach Harbaugh's shoulder at you, pouting. You knew how horny he had been today. You gave him a sympathetic look and shrugged your shoulders. Za'Darius took a few steps away from Coach Harbaugh, signaling his urgency to leave. 'This boy.' "Coach, I gotta go, maybe you could just call me later or something" Za'Darius held his Nike bag over his obvious erection. "Uh, yeah sure." "Bye" Za'Darius said, scurrying by the older man. "Don't you want to say by to your teammates?" you asked. Za'Darius pulled you along. "Do you want to see me suffer any longer?" "A little." "Damn, baby, I'm hurt" he frowned. You walked through the parking lot to his new midnight black, Dodge Challenger. Za'Darius cared about the car like it was his child. He unlocked the doors and you both climbed in. You could see a tent forming in his pants. Za'Darius pulled the car out of the M&T Bank parking lot, then onto the highway.
Za'Darius concentrated on the rode, driving well over the speed limit. "You better stop or you're going to mess up your car" you pointed out. "I'm a great driver. I just stay concentrated, like I am on the field, best NFL defensive lineman in the game" Za'Darius scoffed. 'Cockiness. I can cure that.' You reached over and rubbed him through his black trousers, feeling his hardness. "Mhm" you moaned. Za'Darius shifted in his seat. You loved watching him squirm. "Come on [Y/N], stop I'm driving." "Just concentrate" you chuckled, mischievously. You rubbed it with your palm. Za'Darius bit his lip to hold in the moans. "Now you wanna play the silent treatment huh Mr.NFL?" He didn't answer. You unbuckled his belt, pulled his pants down and took hold his rough shaft. "If you want we'll just have to wait until we get home." Za'Darius glanced over to you for just a second. "Fuck it" he groaned and pulled off onto a random exit. Za'Darius crept through the city, looking around. You squeezed his dick in your hand, and swept your thumb over the tip that had formed a bead of white pre-cum. Sweat beaded on his forehead from the sexual frustration. Eventually, Za'Darius pulled into the parking lot behind a small, grocery store. You hopped onto Za'Darius' lap after he put the car in park. You fit perfectly between his body and the wheel of the car. The last thing you needed was to honk the horn. But then again, it was twelve in the morning and no one would care anyway; you still wanted to play it safe though. "No you have to do something about this" he noted, with a husky voice. You lifted his cock back into your hand as Za'Darius slid off your panties from under your dress.
"This is just a quickie, you're going to get the rest at home" you whispered into Za'Darius' ear as you gave his member a few gentle pumps. A loud groan erupted from his throat. You worked Za'Darius' member in your hand, alternating between rubbing pumping and fondling his balls. Za'Darius chest began to rise and fall rapidly. You pulled your hand off of him, just as he began to reach his climax. "Maybe we should wait until we get home. You don't want to mess up your leathers seats, right?" you teased. Za'Darius pulled your face back to yours and kissed your viciously. He pulled away a few seconds later, so you could catch your breath. "Does that answer your question?" You nodded, eyes half-closed, looking at him through your eyelashes. You sunk onto Za'Darius' cock, you moaned as it filled you up fully. "Fuck [Y/N]" he groaned deep from his throat. Za'Darius' hips began to thrust up; your hips moved down to meet him. The car rocked with your movements. Za'Darius looked down and watched as your juices wet his thigh, which only turned him on more. He pounded into you, harder and faster with his long girth. "Za'Darius!" you shouted in ecstasy. You clenched around his length as he gushed a large load of his cum inside of you. Za'Darius stay inside your dripping entrance for a few seconds, before he pulled out. You sat back down on your side of the car, still focused on trying to catch your breath.
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