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God he looked good in his football kit. It was all you could think about as you watched him run around the pitch. The material fit him snugly, and the sun made his skin looked golden as he ran around, the sweat shining of his skin. It was affecting you in ways you didn't want to admit to your friend who was sat next to you. You were sat one of the benches that surrounded the pitch in the local park. You found yourself counting down the time remaining in the match.
You were desperate for the game to finish so you could either console his loss or celebrate his win. He was turning you on beyond belief and he wasn't even anywhere near you. You checked the time, the game should have finished but it went into extra time. "Urgh" you let out an annoyed groan as you realised you would have to wait even longer. Your friend turned to look at you. "What's wrong?" she asks. "Nothing" you lie. "Okay?" she said, clearly not believing you, she knew you too well. You both laughed. The final whistle blew and you let out a loud cheer as you stood up. Calum turned to face you, he was glaring at you. It was then that you realised that his team had lost, and he thought you were happy about it. Shit you thought. Your friend just laughed as you sat back down embarrassed. It looked like you would have to do some extra consoling now, not that you were complaining.
You walk over to the changing rooms, waiting outside for Calum. You slide down the wall sitting down on the floor as you wait. You watch as the boys slowly trickle out. You had been sat waiting for almost forty five minutes and there was no sign of Calum. The door opens, you sigh as you realise it's not Calum. Instead his friend Harry walks out. "Is he nearly done?" you ask. Harry seemed surprised to see you sat there. "He's still sat in a towel, does he know your waiting for him?" he asks. "Oh he knows?" you say, frustrated that he had kept you waiting and wasn't anywhere near being ready to leave. "Well it's only him in there now, so it's safe for you to go in" he chuckles. "Thanks Harry" you smile, standing up before pushing through the door. You walk into the changing room to see Calum sat on the bench in front of his locker, a towel wrapped around his waist and his head in his hands. You were originally annoyed, but that dissipated as soon as you saw how defeated he looked. He was the captain so you knew how hard he took it when the team lost.
You walk over to him and run your hand over his exposed shoulder. His head tilted up to look at you. "What are you doing in here?" he asks, his tone was blank, and it hurt you slightly. "Well I got fed up of waiting outside" you shrug. "Maybe you should go talk to the other team, you seem to prefer them" he mumbled. It was then that you realised why Calum was so sulky. You chuckled slightly at the realisation, making his gaze lock to yours.
"I didn't cheer because they won you idiot" you began, kneeling down between his legs so that your eyes were level with his. "I cheered because the game was finally over, I had spent the entire second half thinking about how hot you looked in your kit and the wait was torture" you said. A small smile appeared on his lips. "I know you lost, but maybe I could take your mind off it?" you said raising your eyebrow at him. "I love how your always so desperate for me" he chuckled before crashing his lips to yours. The kiss was hungry, you were desperate. You wasted no time, nibbling on Calum's bottom lip before kissing your way down his chest. His skin was still warm from his shower. You descended quickly, tugging on the material of his towel to remove it. You opened his towel, revealing his semi hard member.
You placed small kisses along his shaft starting at the base and making your way to the tip. You begin to kitten lick at the tip, knowing it always drives him crazy. "Please" he murmurs. "Please what?" you say, looking up to him with innocent eyes. "Please just put my cock in your mouth" he whimpers. You smirk to yourself before wrapping your lips around him and moving down about halfway. He groans at the feeling of your mouth. You begin to bob your head slowly. You edge your way down him to take as much of him as you can, your nose brushes against his happy trail. Calum's head tilts back, his hands flying to grip your hair. You swallow around him. He lets out a loud moan. You pull off him, sucking on the tip while your hand reaches down to massage his balls. "Babe I'm close" he groans.
You pull away from him. He whimpers slightly at the loss of contact. You stand up, quickly pulling your shirt over your head and shimmying out of your jeans. Calum watches you intently as you strip before him. You stand in front of him in only your underwear. Calum reached out, grabbing your hips and pulling you so that you were standing between his legs. He slides his hands down your sides, pulling your underwear down your thighs until they fall on the floor. You step out of them quickly before straddling Calum's lap. You grind against his hard member, making you moan, thankful for some contact after waiting for so long. You reach beneath you and line him up with your entrance, sinking down onto him slowly. A quiet moan escapes your lips as he fills you.
Calum reaches behind you and unclasps your bra, peeling it off your arms and throwing it across the changing room somewhere. His hands move to grip your arse, lifting you up and slamming you back down on him roughly. You both let out a low moan at the feeling. You begin to bounce on him quickly, desperate to find your release. Calum thrusts up into you as you sink down on him, he hits that special spot deep inside you, making you let out a deep moan. Calum smirks cockily as he leans his head down to take one of your breasts into his mouth. Your head tilts back, giving him more access. You can't contain your moans. Calum snakes his hand down your body, rubbing your clit frantically driving you towards your orgasm. Calum lets out a low groan as you clench around him. "Come on, baby, cum for me" he groans, his voice strained as he tries to hold back his release. You let go and come around him. Partway through your orgasm you feel Calum twitch, he grunts as he releases his load inside you.
You wait until he is finished before you pull him out of you. You whine slightly at the loss of contact, before sitting yourself back down in his lap. You look up at him, his face was sweaty and his dark hair was sticking to his forehead, he breathed heavily as he came down from his high. You sigh in exhaustion as you rest your head against him. You are both quiet as you catch your breaths. "I'm sorry you lost" you murmur against his chest, he wraps his arm around you, holding you close to him. He shrugs, his loss long forgotten. "I can't lose, not when I'm with you" he chuckles, smiling down at you. You giggle, "Do you have to be so cheesy?" you smile against him. Calum chuckles before leaning down and giving you a quick peck on the lips. "I'm going to have another shower" Calum sighs, lifting you off his lap and placing you on the bench beside him. "Can I join you in the shower?" you question, raising your eyebrow at him. Calum chuckles, "So desperate for me" he smirks cockily before taking your hand and leading you towards the shower.
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