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Story: Zone Protection
She sits up, then reaches over and grabs my dick. “Good morning.”
I belt out a laugh. “We will not make it out of this room if you don’t let go of my cock, Em.”
“Oh, fine. I am hungry anyway. I should eat and then get ready to head out. What time do you have to be at the field?”
“I don’t need to go until eleven, but I want to have a little time with you before we leave.” I stand up, bend over, and lift her out of the bed.
“You know I’m capable of getting out of bed by myself, right?” She rests her head on my shoulder.
“I do know that, but since I can’t fuck you right now, I’m gonna hold you.” I carry her into the bathroom and set her down. “I put your robe on the hook behind the door, not that I want you to wear it, but I know you don’t like to sit bare-assed on the furniture.”
She lifts up to kiss me. “Thanks. I do not enjoy that, no. Although I’m surprised you have joggers on. If the girls aren’t here, you usually stay in your boxers if you have them on or shorts.”
“I can’t let you tempt me this morning. I had to cover mygoods. You’re a temptress.” I smack her ass. “Now pee and come out so we can eat.”
“Okay, I’ll be out in a few.”
I walk back into her room and into the closet and grab the bag off of the top shelf. She’s still in the bathroom, so I make my way to the table and set the gift bag on top.
She walks down the hallway toward me. “What is this?”
I stand and pull out her chair. “Well, it’s pancakes, fruit, juice.”
“You know that’s not what I meant, smart-ass. What’s in the bag?” She reaches over and takes it from the center of the table.
I touch her forearm to pause her movement. “It’s just a little something for Christmas.”
“Oh, okay, let me go grab yours.” She starts to stand.
“You can give me mine after.” I lean forward and kiss her. “Go ahead and open it, unless you want to wait until after we eat.”
She pulls out the tissue paper lying on the top and sets it on the table. When she puts her hand into the bag, she pauses and looks over at me with a smile, and I give her a wink.
She moves the bag slightly off the table to pull out my jersey in her hand. Turning the shirt around to the back, she sees my name and number sixty-nine. “Archie, I love it.”
“Good. I’m glad. I just thought even if you can’t be at the game, you can still wear my jersey if y’all are watching here or whatever.” I shrug.
All of what I’m saying is true, but I also want her to wear it because she’s mine. She’s been mine since that very first night we met.
She stands and takes off her robe, then pulls on the jersey. It hangs long, covering her ass. She walks over to me and stands between my legs. My hands immediately slide up her bare legs.
“This is seriously sweet. And the least I can do is represent my guy, right?” She leans down and kisses me, slipping her tongue inside.
My hands move, truly, of their own accord, up the back of her thighs, and I take hold of her juicy ass.
Her legs spread over mine, and she straddles me. The tip of my dick is already peeking out of my joggers, so it doesn’t take much for her to reach down and pull them down enough to free me. Then she puts one hand on my shoulder to brace herself, and with the other, she positions my cock at her entrance. When she sinks down, we both groan.
“Fuck yes, darlin’.”
“Archie, did you really give me your jersey just because you want me to wear it for the game? Or did you give it to me because you want to claim me?” Arms wrapped over my shoulders, she starts moving her hips back and forth.
My hands move up her back, and I pull her into me closer. I lick a path from her throat, over her chin, and then slip my tongue into her mouth. I slide one hand up to the back of her neck and grip it. Then I pull my mouth away from our kiss and look her in the eyes while she rides me.
“Yeah, darlin’. I want you to wear my name on your back.” I lift my hips and thrust up into her heat. “Because you’re mine.”
“Fuck yes, I am. Just like you’re mine.” Her pace quickens as she starts to bounce up and down my cock.
“That’s it, baby. Ride me. Take me as deep as you can.” I continue to thrust up as she comes down.
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