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refuse.” He glanced toward the door.
“Are you sure it’s locked?”
    “I’m sure.”
    “Then get up on the table.”
    Sydney hopped up. “Have you noticed I’ve been wearing skirts
every game?”
    “I did,” JT answered, smirking. “Easy access. I like it.” He
reached underneath her black skirt and pulled her cute little bikini panties
down her legs and threw them on the table next to her. Then he pulled a condom
out of his pocket.
    “Let me,” she said, taking it from his hand and ripping open
the foil packet with her teeth. For some reason that was an incredibly erotic
sight and his dick hardened even more, sitting almost flat against his stomach.
She quickly and efficiently rolled the latex down his shaft and then leaned
back, spreading her legs. JT moved forward but the angle wasn’t right.
Frowning, he grasped Sydney’s hips and tugged until her ass was resting right
on the edge of the table. He took his cock in hand and guided it to her pussy,
running it up and down her folds to lubricate it.
    “I need you, JT.” Sydney bit her bottom lip and looked up at
him with heavily lidded eyes.
    “You’re gonna get me, but we need to go slow. I don’t wanna
hurt you.”
    “You won’t hurt me.” She wound her legs around his waist and
tilted her pelvis toward him. “I’ve been thinking about this all day.”
    “Me too,” JT confessed, finally pushing into her hot, wet
pussy for the first time. A long, low groan worked its way from the depths of
his chest. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
    “You do too.” She sounded breathless and he took a second to
admire her heaving breasts in her polo shirt.
    He set up a hard, fast rhythm, knowing instinctively Sydney
wouldn’t want it any other way. She arched her back, sending him even deeper
inside the warm clasp of her pussy. “Shit, this is incredible.” He wasn’t sure
how long he was gonna last, and so he took Sydney’s arm and brought her fingers
down to cover her own clit. “Touch yourself for me. Show me what you like.”
Sydney groaned and he watched as her hand sped up. His orgasm was already
working down his spine and he knew he wasn’t far from coming. “That’s it, babe.
Come for me. Come on my cock.”
    The sound that came out of Sydney’s mouth could hardly be
classified as human, and he continued to pump in and out, hoping like hell
she’d come before he did.
    “Ah God, I’m coming,” she gasped.
    “Yeah, Syd. Come for me. Take me with you.” JT felt her
internal muscles start to spasm and went over the edge himself. He swore and
continued to thrust through his own orgasm.
    Sydney’s body was locked around him like a vise as the
contractions continued to roll through her pussy and onto his dick. With one
final spurt, he was done. Planting his palms on the table on either side of
her, he gulped badly needed oxygen. She was panting, her head resting against
the window of the press box. With no small measure of regret, he pulled out of
her tight clasp and disposed of the condom, hiding it underneath a whole bunch
of other trash in the can. When he returned, Sydney was standing, but still
leaning on the table as she put her panties back on. She turned to him.
    “That was fun.”
    “That’s one word to describe it…”
    “I didn’t mean to insult you.”
    JT laughed. “I don’t feel insulted.”
    She grinned. “Yeah, I’m guessing you know you’re good in
bed.”
    He scoffed. “Hardly.”
    “You hardly know or you’re hardly good?”
    “Well, let’s just say that though I’ve never had any
complaints. I’ve also never had a woman scream my name from the rooftops.”
    “Do you want me to scream your name, JT?” She tilted her
head and gave him a little half-smile.
    “God, no. Someone might hear.”
    “Hmm, good point.”
    “So how long are we gonna do this?”
    She looked surprised. “As long as you’re game, I’m game.”
    “Why aren’t you looking for a boyfriend?”
    “Not every woman wants a boyfriend.