You just poured beer all over me and my girl. You need to apologize,” Walker half yells. The drunk is a short man. Even from the higher level seat he’s in, he and Walker are still just eye level.
“I’m sorry, bro.” The drunken man stumbles on his words and I start to laugh.
“Are you seriously laughing at this?” Walker asks in disbelief, probably wondering why I’m not pissed that I took a beer shower.
“Yes! This is hilarious,” I say shaking the beer off of my hands.
“Come on, let’s go clean up.”
He drags me, still laughing, up the stairs back to the concourse. It’s practically empty and now that the game is tied, no one wants to miss a thing. Finding the bathroom, he guides me towards them.
“I’ll meet you back here. I still have that shirt I bought so I will just put that on,” I say heading towards the ladies room.
Once inside I take my time pulling off my jersey and trying to wipe off most of the sticky beer with a couple of wet paper towels. Tending to my face, I jump at the sound of the door.
“Walker! What the hell are you doing in here?”
He looks concerned but halts when he finds me standing in a white lacy bra. His eyes grow wide.
“I was worried. It’s been quite a few minutes. I’m sorry. I just didn’t know if you got sick or you fell or some shit like that. You are carrying our child. I’m allowed to worry, right?”
His eyes are intently focused on my chest. I can see the tension building in his eyes. My skin is covered in goose bumps under his gaze. My need has to be met. Relinquishing my restraint, I rush over to him and jump into his arms, circling my legs around his waist. His sturdy hands grip me by my thighs pushing me back towards the wall. I grab onto his shoulders and our lips collide. A small moan escapes me when I feel his massive length put pressure on the swollen apex of my thighs. I’m sure he can feel how wet I am even with clothes between us.
“What are you doing, Erin?” He breathlessly asks between kisses.
“Being adventurous, Walker. Those dreams have me so strung up. I need release, please,” I beg. Walker makes me beg.
Someone walks in and he rushes me into the handicap stall covering my mouth. I still have my legs wrapped around his waist so I grind my hips into him, teasing him, and letting out a loud muffled moan. This man will be my undoing.
“Shh!” He tells me as he takes his hand off my mouth and moves it to the button of my jeans. It opens with a pop and my zipper slides down easily. Lowering one of my legs to the ground, he brushes my core on the way back up and pushes my pants down just a little bit. A toilet flushes and I start to giggle.
“This is so romantic,” I joke against his chest, but who really cares about romance right now?
“I said to be quiet, Erin. I am going to make you come. That’s what you asked for. I promise I’ll always give you everything you ask for.”
I open my mouth, but he silences me with his and slips his hand into my panties before I can realize what is happening. The air blowers go off in the background covering up my load moan. He reaches down further finally learning how soaking wet I am. With my face to his chest, I can feel his heartbeat quicken against my cheek.
“So fucking wet. You want this don’t you?” He teases.
“Yes,” I whimper, and he pushes his index finger inside me. I wriggle beneath his touch.
“You’re so tight, Erin. Been a long time?” He asks bringing his thumb to my clit.
“You know how long, Walker. Please don’t stop,” I whisper.
“Pull your bra down, Erin.”
I comply, his head taking a hard nipple into his mouth. “I missed these.”
I can’t speak; all I can do is feel. This man consumes me.
His middle finger joins the other and my insides clench them together. I’m so close I can taste it. He presses harder with his thumb and pumps his fingers in and out until every dream I’ve had of him comes to a head. He breaks the suction on my
“I’m sorry, bro.” The drunken man stumbles on his words and I start to laugh.
“Are you seriously laughing at this?” Walker asks in disbelief, probably wondering why I’m not pissed that I took a beer shower.
“Yes! This is hilarious,” I say shaking the beer off of my hands.
“Come on, let’s go clean up.”
He drags me, still laughing, up the stairs back to the concourse. It’s practically empty and now that the game is tied, no one wants to miss a thing. Finding the bathroom, he guides me towards them.
“I’ll meet you back here. I still have that shirt I bought so I will just put that on,” I say heading towards the ladies room.
Once inside I take my time pulling off my jersey and trying to wipe off most of the sticky beer with a couple of wet paper towels. Tending to my face, I jump at the sound of the door.
“Walker! What the hell are you doing in here?”
He looks concerned but halts when he finds me standing in a white lacy bra. His eyes grow wide.
“I was worried. It’s been quite a few minutes. I’m sorry. I just didn’t know if you got sick or you fell or some shit like that. You are carrying our child. I’m allowed to worry, right?”
His eyes are intently focused on my chest. I can see the tension building in his eyes. My skin is covered in goose bumps under his gaze. My need has to be met. Relinquishing my restraint, I rush over to him and jump into his arms, circling my legs around his waist. His sturdy hands grip me by my thighs pushing me back towards the wall. I grab onto his shoulders and our lips collide. A small moan escapes me when I feel his massive length put pressure on the swollen apex of my thighs. I’m sure he can feel how wet I am even with clothes between us.
“What are you doing, Erin?” He breathlessly asks between kisses.
“Being adventurous, Walker. Those dreams have me so strung up. I need release, please,” I beg. Walker makes me beg.
Someone walks in and he rushes me into the handicap stall covering my mouth. I still have my legs wrapped around his waist so I grind my hips into him, teasing him, and letting out a loud muffled moan. This man will be my undoing.
“Shh!” He tells me as he takes his hand off my mouth and moves it to the button of my jeans. It opens with a pop and my zipper slides down easily. Lowering one of my legs to the ground, he brushes my core on the way back up and pushes my pants down just a little bit. A toilet flushes and I start to giggle.
“This is so romantic,” I joke against his chest, but who really cares about romance right now?
“I said to be quiet, Erin. I am going to make you come. That’s what you asked for. I promise I’ll always give you everything you ask for.”
I open my mouth, but he silences me with his and slips his hand into my panties before I can realize what is happening. The air blowers go off in the background covering up my load moan. He reaches down further finally learning how soaking wet I am. With my face to his chest, I can feel his heartbeat quicken against my cheek.
“So fucking wet. You want this don’t you?” He teases.
“Yes,” I whimper, and he pushes his index finger inside me. I wriggle beneath his touch.
“You’re so tight, Erin. Been a long time?” He asks bringing his thumb to my clit.
“You know how long, Walker. Please don’t stop,” I whisper.
“Pull your bra down, Erin.”
I comply, his head taking a hard nipple into his mouth. “I missed these.”
I can’t speak; all I can do is feel. This man consumes me.
His middle finger joins the other and my insides clench them together. I’m so close I can taste it. He presses harder with his thumb and pumps his fingers in and out until every dream I’ve had of him comes to a head. He breaks the suction on my
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