Her feet carried her to the locker room and she was there before she knew it and knocked.
"Come in!" she heard from behind the door
She checked her surroundings to make sure the coast was clear before she went in. She found him sitting on one of the benches, lacing up his boots
"You wanted to see me?" she whispered, fidgeting with her sleeve again
"Yes"
Footsteps approached her and an arm slipped around her waist
He tilted her chin upward so he could look into her beautiful eyes. Those breathtaking green orbs were what drew him to her in the first place. Her eyes held such innocence, a story that was begging to be told , but held captive in the green sea and it made his groin twitch. All in due time he thought to himself. He had summoned her for a reason
"I wanted to apologize for the way I treated you the other night. I was a bit drunk and got a little rough. I'm sorry"
She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled that shy smile that made him want to push her up against a wall and burry himself deep inside her, but he restrained himself. Patience he reminded himself.
"It's okay." she finally said, running her fingers through the soft hairs at the back of his neck.
Bingo he thought. I've got her right where I want her. He leaned down and planted a kiss on her full lips. He was fully aware of what he was doing that night. In a way, he wanted to show his dominance over her, to remind her who had the control over the relationship and he had to admit that he went a tad bit overboard. He knew that a simple apology would satisfy her. Even a kitten needed to be petted and stroked to be kept happy and if that was what it took to keep her in his bed and at his beck and call then so be it. His hands found their way to her plump rear and gave it a squeeze before he grabbed her behind the knees, hoisting her up. She locked her legs around his waist and backed up until his legs hit the black leather sofa with her straddling him
"My match is up next." he breathed into her ear as she placed sweet kisses on the base of his neck "How are you going to wish me good luck?"
She stopped her kisses and met his eye "What do you want?"
He took her hand and placed it onto his toned chest, sliding it down his abs then lower to the top of his trunks then over the bulge that was begging to be released. She took the hint, kissing down his chest as she slid to her knees in front of him. Pulling on the tie on his trunks, she smiled shyly up at him and he stroked her cheek, running the pad of his thumb across her firm bottom lip, a small smirk playing on his lips as she released him, her head descending upon his manhood.
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Teach Me How To Love
Fiksi PenggemarIf you asked Yelena Ulyanova what the true definition of love was, you'd be disappointed in her answer. Love to her is being at a man's beck and call 24/7 when he wants her. She knows its not true love and that he's using her, but it's the closes...