Dirty Talks

Luke walked with his shoulders slumped and his fists clenched. It was the championship game for football and time ran out with the other team winning. People around me either cheered or booed. Some were arguing with the referees to rethink some of his calls. I just watched Luke. He put his hands up to his head and looked at the ground. I bit down on my bottom lip and climbed off the bleachers. I made my way towards the field and towards Luke. I pushed past people walking towards me, whispering an apology that didn’t really have any meaning. I just wanted to get to Luke. When I was a short distance away, he looked up and saw me. His eyes stayed with mine for a few seconds before he looked away and shook his head. I jogged up to him and grabbed his arm, “Luke.” He pulled himself off of me, “Don’t.” “You still played a really good game.” He turned around and gave me a pissed off look, “Are you fucking serious? We just lost because of me!” “Hey, it wasn’t your fault. You played an amazing game. You just didn’t have anyone backing you up.” He groaned, “I still could have done better.” I reached for his hand and this time he didn’t pull away, “Come on. Everyone’s gone, get your bad and go to the locker room.” He nodded and we walked over to the bench and he got his bag and we walked back towards the locker rooms. Cars were already leaving along with players, some of who beeped at us as we walked by. They shouted things like, “Nice game, Hemmings.” Or, “Told you that you would lose.” Which only made him angrier. I squeezed his hand and we kept walking until we got to the locker room. I let go of his hand and let him go in, but he just stopped walking and turned to face me, “Where are you going?” “I can’t go into the boys locker room.” He laughed, “Come on, there shouldn’t be anyone in here.” He held his hand out. I shrugged and grabbed his hand and we walked in as the coach was walking out. “Luke,” he said, “I thought everyone left.” “No, sir, I need to shower and get changed.” Luke answered. “You know how to lock up right?” Luke nodded, “Yes, sir.” “Alright just lock up when you’re done.” Luke nodded and the coach left without even a second glance at me. We walked in and Luke placed his bag on the chair and then took off his shirt. He has some bruises on his torso from the ball hitting it a few times or from a few kicks. None the less, he looked flawless. He had some dirt on his face and his forehead was still sweaty. I licked my lips and blinked a few times, drinking in his appearance. He looked over at me and smirked, “Aren’t you going to come join me?” “W-what?” I stuttered. “You heard me. Take off your clothes and come join me.” I swallowed hard, but I obligated. I reached down and slipped my shirt off my head. His demanding voice turned me on a bit, not to mention he was naked and under running water. I took the rest of my clothes off and joined Luke in the shower. Before I could even get my hair wet, Luke grabbed my hips and pressed me against the wall. His lips were on my neck immediately and my head fell back against the wall. I could feel his hard member poke my upper thigh. I glanced down and saw his tip was red and dripping with pre-cum. I so badly wanted to reached down and lick it off for him, but something tells me he wants to be in charge. He nipped at my skin, leaving his mark visible for anyone to see. One of his hands left my waist and ventured down to my clit. I sucked in a sharp breath when his finger pushed my folds apart. I wasn’t really wet yet, but I was definitely getting there. He slowly started rubbing circles on my clit and I let out the breath I was holding in. By habit, I reached down and gabbed hold of Luke’s dick. He stopped his movements and pulled away from my clit. He slapped my hand away, “Did I say you could do that?” I blinked a few times, “N-no.” “You will not touch me or yourself until I say you can.” I nodded, “Okay.” “Good.” He said and dropped down to his knees, “Remember, you can’t touch me until I say so.” And then his lips were wrapped around my clit. I tilted my head further back and moaned out Luke’s name. I felt around the wall for something to hold on to, but I couldn’t find anything. The only thing I could hold onto was the shower head. I reached up and held on as my knees became weak. His tongue lapped around me and his hands gripped tightly onto my ass. I want to reach down and grip my fingers into his hair but I’m not allowed to. He pressed himself closer to me so his nose was just above my clit. He licked everywhere around me, his tongue darting in and out at random times. God it feels so good. So fucking good. “Luke.” I moaned and begged. I begged him to let me touch him. But he just shook his head against me which caused me to shudder. His tongue just grazed my clit which was almost teasing. I’m so close. So damn close its driving me insane. I whimpered and bucked my hips forward. But he just pinned me against the wall and ate me out at a rapid pace. “Fuck.” I muttered as I felt myself on the edge of exploding. He hummed against me and I cried out louder and louder the closer I got to my state of bliss. He looked up at me and my eyes locked with his. My face was scrunched up and my eyebrows were knit together. He started to move his head up and down side to side which sent me over the edge. “Shit, Luke!” I yelled out as I came all over him. My knees became weak and I almost fell to the ground if it weren’t for Luke hold me up and me holding onto the shower head. He licked me clean before pulling away and letting me go. It was then when I fell to my knees trying to catch my breath. Luke stood up, “Since your down there, I’m allowing you to touch me.” He leaned against the wall. I breathed heavily and looked up at him to see his member right in front of my face. I grabbed hold of it and pumped him a few times. I watched as his head fell back against the wall and he let out a small sigh. With the water fall down on us from the shower, it made it easier to pump him. I made sure it was slow and teasingly pleasurable. The water washed off his pre-cum which slightly disappointed me. I swiped my thumb over his tip with was extremely red with anticipation. I leaned forward and licked the water that was dripping off of him. “Stop teasing me.” Luke said in a low voice. I ignored him and removed him from my mouth and continued to pump him slowly. Eventually I got too anticipated and I wrapped my lips around his tip. I sucked gently, but not enough go overwhelm him with pleasure. I slowly pushed him further into my mouth until I couldn’t fit anymore. I bobbed my head up and down and pumped what wouldn’t fit in my mouth. I heard him sigh of relief and I felt his hand on the back of my head. I swirled my tongue all around him as I pumped him hard. “Look at me.” He whispered, but I didn’t listen. I just closed my eyes and focused on pleasuring him. “I said fucking look at me!” He commanded and I opened my eyes and looked up at him through my lashes. His face was dripping with water and his hair was flat on his forehead. His bottom lip was between his teeth and his gazed stayed with mine. I blinked a few times to get the water out of my eyes which caused a moan to escape past his lips. I hollowed my cheeks and pushed him further into my mouth until I was basically gagging. I moaned onto him which caused him to growl in response. “Fuck, Y/N, get up.” He said. I released him from my mouth with a pop noise and I stood up. He grabbed my hips and spun me around so I was pressed against the wall. He lifted my leg up around his waist and pushed himself into me with no warning. “God.” He whispered and placed his face in the crook of my neck. I reached around him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Don’t touch me until I say so.” He reminded me and I pulled my arms away from him. I reached up and held onto the shower head as he slid out of me and then rammed back in. “Luke…” I moaned out and let my head rest against the wall. He fit so perfectly inside me, filled me up completely. And he always hit the right spots. He pulled out of me and slammed back in over and over again. His tip brushed against my g-spot and I shrieked in pleasure. My grip tightened on the shower head as I fought to keep myself upright. “Don’t stop.” I silently begged. “Don’t tell me what to do.” He growled and went faster. I breathed out loudly and then back in to only release it faster. My breathing was quickening which each of his thrusts and the pleasure started to rise in the pit of my stomach. “Oh…oh god.” I moaned, “Let me touch you. Please.” I begged. “No. Not yet.” His grip on my waist tightened. One of his arms moved up and around my back, holding me closer to him. “Are you close?” He asked. “So, so close.” I squeaked out. He went faster and used his over head and reached down and began rubbing circles on my clit. I moaned and bucked my hips forward, feeling the edge of my orgasm approach. “Cum for me, Y/N.” He whispered into my ear and kissed the base of my neck. The feeling of him rubbing me and kissing me sent me over the edge. I cried out and came over his fingers and his dick. I pulled hard on the shower head to keep myself up, but it couldn’t hold. It broke off and I fell on top of Luke. But he held me close to him, not letting me fall. Water sprayed everywhere and the shower head fell to the floor. He slowly thrust in and out of me riding out my orgasm. I shuddered and held tight to Luke, fearful that I might fall. He pulled out of me, but still held onto me. After I caught my breath, I realized that Luke never came. I came twice, he didn’t, not even once. I lifted myself off of him, “Lie down.” “Excuse you?” “I want to pleasure you like you pleasured me.” He hesitantly nodded and lied down on the floor. I hovered over him with my legs on either side of him and I crouched down. “Can I touch you?” I asked. “Yes.” I placed my hands on his chest and leaned down, placing my lips on his. It didn’t last very long because I moved my lips to his collarbone and started kissing down his chest. I sat up and grabbed his member, aligning him up with my entrance. I sunk down on him slowly, watching his head fall back onto the ground. Water was still spraying everywhere, but neither of us cared. Neither of us wanted to turn off the water, not that it mattered. I bounced up and down on him, letting my head fall back from the feeling. I leaned back and rested my hands on the floor and bucked my hip forward. “Shit.” Luke muttered. I swirled my hips in a circular motion which I knew drove Luke crazy. “Oh fuck.” Luke sat up and grabbed my waist, pulling me up with him. My legs were still on either side of him but I was lifted off the ground more and Luke was pounding into me. I whimpered and rested my head on his shoulder. He bit down on my shoulder, just another mark to add to the many others. His movements were fast and hard and I felt another orgasm rising in the pit of my stomach. The feeling was indescribable, to have Luke inside me and so close to me. I clenched around him which caused him to moan. “Do that again.” He said into my skin on my shoulder. I clenched around him again and I felt him twice inside of me. He reached down and started rubbing circles on my clit just like before, but it still brought me the same amount of pleasure. My orgasm hit me faster than expected and I cried out and hugged myself closer to Luke. I squeezed my eyes shut and felt the breath leave my body. Luke moved his fingers away from me and gripped them onto my waist and he sped up. I reached up and gripped my fingers in his hair which sent him over the edge. “Oh, fuck!” He yelled as he shot his load into me. His movements slowed down, but he whimpered with each thrust. I was still out of breath and holding onto him. But I used one of my hands to reach up and turn the water off. I slowly tried to stand up, but failed miserably and fell back onto the ground. There’s no way I can walk, my legs are too sore. Luke laughed and picked me up and walked me over to the bench where our clothes were. He dressed me and then dressed himself. He knelt down in front of me, “Are you okay?” I laughed and pecked his lips, “Yes, I’m perfectly fine.” “Can you walk?” He asked. I bit my bottom lip, “No.” He turned himself around so I was looking at his back, “Piggy back ride?” I hooked my arms around his neck pulled myself onto his back and he walked out of the locker room. I placed a kiss on his cheek and he smiled. Maybe he should lose games more often.

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