Love Game

Chapter Twenty-One - Facing Torres

I pulled Gabe's arm as I led him into my hotel room. After the door was closed, I pressed his body against the wall and I kissed him passionately. He moans at my actions and places his hands on my waist. I press my hips against his as I start grinding, hearing myself moan as well.

"Mallory," he moans against my lips, making them tremble.

I felt him getting hard in his slacks so I brought myself to grind with more force. He bites his lip and he digs his fingers into my hips, sweet moans escaping his mouth.

"I wanted to take this slow," he moans as he tilts his head back against the wall.

"I want rough," I demand, grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him closer to me.

"No, sweetie," he whispers. "Not on nights before games."

I pout and I give him the best puppy dog face I possibly could. He sighs and rubs my hips, looking directly into my eyes.

"If you want it so bad, we could at least do oral," he smirks; and before he knew it, his slacks and boxers hit the floor.

I ripped off his button down shirt and I pushed his muscular body onto the bed. I took off his jacket I was wearing and I crawled on top of him. I left wet kisses from his lips, to his neck, to his chest, and to his stomach. I sat on his knees as I wrapped my hand around his length, pumping fast and hard. Moans escaped his lips as he grips the bed. I see his satisfaction, then I decide to lower myself and put him in my mouth.

I slowed my actions quite a bit, but I kept the intensity of how hard I was pumping him. I lowered my lips onto his shaft as I let my hand take over the area I couldn't reach without gagging. His hands grip and pull my hair as I hear him moan my name repeatedly. I felt him twitch in my mouth as his high was close. He screamed my name and let himself go. I swallowed every bit of him. I pulled away and I licked my lips, humming in satisfaction.

I moved myself up to look at him. His eyes were shut as he tried to catch his breath. He looked so beautiful in this fragile state he's in. I made him feel this pleasure.

"Come here, you," he whispers, pulling me close as our lips brush against each other's.

I traced circles on his cheek with my thumb as I felt him kiss me so passionately. He licked my lips, begging me for entrance which I gladly accepted. Our tongues explored each other's mouths, hearing our breathing start to hitch.

"Your turn," he whispers.

I bit my lip in apprehension. Was I actually nervous about this? He must have noticed my uneasy feeling.

"Are you nervous?" he whispers, brushing a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"No, I'm just tired," I lie, crawling off him and walking over to my suitcase.

"Mallory," he says softly from behind me.

I looked through my suitcase, trying to find some pajamas to wear. I felt him hug me from behind, kissing my shoulder blade as he pulled me closer to him.

"Let me treat you like the princess you are," he whispers as he starts to nibble my ear, but I shake my head.

"Gabe, I..." I whisper as I rub my stomach, feeling a sharp pain.

"What is it?" he turns me around to face him.

I wince in pain as the cramps grow more sever. I bite my lip in hopes to hold in a sob, but it was no use.