you and I’ve never seen it in anyone else but myself. The fury.”
Solomon was inches from her now, towering above her. He wondered if she could hear his heart pounding in his chest. He decided it was time to take a chance.
He cupped her chin with his hand and pointed her face up to him.
“Watching you play,” he said. “Is like watching something special. I feel like I’m part of something big when I’m at one of your games. You’re so talented.”
Logan blushed. “I love that you watched me and I didn’t even know it.”
She was laying back on the mat now, her skirt riding up her thighs.
“I couldn’t take my eyes off you,” he said. He rested his body above hers now, wanting her desperately. His cock strained against his slacks and his belt buckle.
Her legs were parted slightly and without a thought, he ran one of his large hands up her inner thigh, making her whimper.
“Solomon,” she said. “Please fuck me. I’ve wanted you for so long. And tonight… I just want to feel something good. Can you do that for me?”
Without even answering, he pulled off the collared polo shirt he’d been wearing as she started to unbuckle his pants. He unbuttoned her skirt and pulled it off swiftly.
She wasn’t wearing any panties. He sucked in a breath.
“Logan,” he said. “You mean to tell me you’ve only been separated from me by a thin layer of cotton skirt?”
She smiled at him. “I had hopes for tonight.” She pulled off her shirt and wriggled out of her bra.
They were both naked. His eyes raked over her body. Her legs were fantastic; muscled and tan. Her waist had a defined curve to it. Like a guitar. He ran his hands up her naked body, making her nipples stiffen.
“Please,” she called out to him. “Solomon, I need you.”
He’d trained on that very mat she now lie naked on, for hours. Never in all that time had he imagined a moment like this. And now he’d never be able to imagine anything but her from now on, every time he was on the mat.
He entered her slowly, causing her to yelp as she adjusted to his size. He’d never been so hard, never wanted a woman like he wanted her.
She arched her back as he fucked her slowly, his hands under her ass where it met the small of her back. She came so easily for him, calling out his name as she did, making it so hard for him not to come himself. He resisted, all so he could prolong the pleasure of having her body.
He flipped her over, needing to take her from behind, desiring to own her in every position. She cried out and leaned into the mat, she was now on all fours. Her elbows dug into the floor as he pounded her relentlessly, never having felt something as good as Logan’s Lowery’s body.
“My pussy,” she called out, crassly. “You’re going to make it sore. But I like it. Harder, Solomon! Fuck me harder!”
He’d never have guessed Logan would be so assertive and so wonton in her need for him. But their bodies melded together like they were pieces of something that had been missing. He couldn’t get enough.
He never wanted this to end.
“I want to be on top,” she panted.
He was happy to oblige.
In that position Logan had more control of the pace. She slowed it down a bit and he watched her body rise and fall, her breasts being groped by his eager hands as she cried out from another orgasm ripping through her body.
“Logan,” Solomon said. “You feel too fucking good. I need to come.”
She nodded. “Missionary. So I can look at you.”
God, he almost came just from her saying that. He gently placed her on her back again and began to thrust into her slowly, than faster, until the tightness of her pussy was too much for him.
Solomon came hard and long inside of her, neither thinking to pull out, something that wasn’t completely wise on their parts, but in the moment it just didn’t seem to matter.
They lie next to one another for a long time after that, breathing hard, neither knowing what to say.
“I don’t
Solomon was inches from her now, towering above her. He wondered if she could hear his heart pounding in his chest. He decided it was time to take a chance.
He cupped her chin with his hand and pointed her face up to him.
“Watching you play,” he said. “Is like watching something special. I feel like I’m part of something big when I’m at one of your games. You’re so talented.”
Logan blushed. “I love that you watched me and I didn’t even know it.”
She was laying back on the mat now, her skirt riding up her thighs.
“I couldn’t take my eyes off you,” he said. He rested his body above hers now, wanting her desperately. His cock strained against his slacks and his belt buckle.
Her legs were parted slightly and without a thought, he ran one of his large hands up her inner thigh, making her whimper.
“Solomon,” she said. “Please fuck me. I’ve wanted you for so long. And tonight… I just want to feel something good. Can you do that for me?”
Without even answering, he pulled off the collared polo shirt he’d been wearing as she started to unbuckle his pants. He unbuttoned her skirt and pulled it off swiftly.
She wasn’t wearing any panties. He sucked in a breath.
“Logan,” he said. “You mean to tell me you’ve only been separated from me by a thin layer of cotton skirt?”
She smiled at him. “I had hopes for tonight.” She pulled off her shirt and wriggled out of her bra.
They were both naked. His eyes raked over her body. Her legs were fantastic; muscled and tan. Her waist had a defined curve to it. Like a guitar. He ran his hands up her naked body, making her nipples stiffen.
“Please,” she called out to him. “Solomon, I need you.”
He’d trained on that very mat she now lie naked on, for hours. Never in all that time had he imagined a moment like this. And now he’d never be able to imagine anything but her from now on, every time he was on the mat.
He entered her slowly, causing her to yelp as she adjusted to his size. He’d never been so hard, never wanted a woman like he wanted her.
She arched her back as he fucked her slowly, his hands under her ass where it met the small of her back. She came so easily for him, calling out his name as she did, making it so hard for him not to come himself. He resisted, all so he could prolong the pleasure of having her body.
He flipped her over, needing to take her from behind, desiring to own her in every position. She cried out and leaned into the mat, she was now on all fours. Her elbows dug into the floor as he pounded her relentlessly, never having felt something as good as Logan’s Lowery’s body.
“My pussy,” she called out, crassly. “You’re going to make it sore. But I like it. Harder, Solomon! Fuck me harder!”
He’d never have guessed Logan would be so assertive and so wonton in her need for him. But their bodies melded together like they were pieces of something that had been missing. He couldn’t get enough.
He never wanted this to end.
“I want to be on top,” she panted.
He was happy to oblige.
In that position Logan had more control of the pace. She slowed it down a bit and he watched her body rise and fall, her breasts being groped by his eager hands as she cried out from another orgasm ripping through her body.
“Logan,” Solomon said. “You feel too fucking good. I need to come.”
She nodded. “Missionary. So I can look at you.”
God, he almost came just from her saying that. He gently placed her on her back again and began to thrust into her slowly, than faster, until the tightness of her pussy was too much for him.
Solomon came hard and long inside of her, neither thinking to pull out, something that wasn’t completely wise on their parts, but in the moment it just didn’t seem to matter.
They lie next to one another for a long time after that, breathing hard, neither knowing what to say.
“I don’t
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