The Football Player And His Ballerina

His Prey

Lara POV

Kyle regarded me as though I were his prey after Dean left the two of us alone. His hands moved up my thighs to my bikini top as he kissed me, loosening the tie that had been keeping it to my chest. As soon as his hands left my body, the robe dropped back onto my body. He gave me a lustful glance, perfectly able to see my breasts through the lace.

All I want is for him to touch me, but I can't tell him that. But I have a desire for him, and I wait to see what he will do. He takes hold of my hand and pulls me back up to his chest. I can feel his abs pressing firmly against me.

He now lowers himself to the level of my waist and takes off my underwear while still wearing my robe. He grabs my buttocks as he pulls me in, and my core hits his face as a result. I can't see his smile, but I can feel it. He spreads my legs with one of his hands while massaging my c**t with the other, and as he starts to trace kisses and run his tongue over my inner thighs, I can't help but let out a small moan that I was trying to suppress.

"Never! Never, ever stop me from hearing those sounds!" He shouts, stands up, and pushes me onto the bed. He then takes off my robe, leaving me naked and at his mercy. My legs are pressed together as I struggle to restrain my desires. But he forbids me and opens them once more. When I saw its head towards my core, i tried to close them again.

"Shhhhhh. Let me demonstrate how wonderful it feels. Relax, I've seen and touched every inch of your body." I then gave my approval by closing my eyes. He opened my legs once more without resistance and began tracing and passing small kisses with his tongue. When one of his hands touches my c**t, I experience a rush of pleasure throughout my entire body. The feelings he induces make it impossible to remain unresponsive. When I sense something gently licking and stimulating me, I arch my back. It's his tongue and fingers, I realize.

I become even more arousal by the satisfied expression he gives me as he lifts his head to look at me. I can't stop the various vocalizations that escape my mouth. His mouth, tongue, and fingers are working on me in a way that nearly causes me to scream with gratification. He inserts one finger and keeps sucking me with his mouth; he inserts the second finger and uses his delicious tongue to stimulate my c******s.

He suddenly pauses and approaches to kiss me. His fingers are then placed inside my mouth. "Feel how tasty you are. Feel what I'm feeling." He asks, and I obediently comply. The last thing I want is for him to stop because I'm so horny. With my eyes fixed on his, I sucked his fingers in a little shame, tasting myself.

"There you go! Lara, you drive me insane." He speaks in a hoarse voice and shoves his words into my mouth, devouring them like there's no tomorrow. The moment I taste my liquids, I feel even more inclined to completely surrender than I did before. He then proceeds to play with, circle, squeeze, stretch, and nibble on my n*****s, which he does slowly.

My body arches. I want more!

He starts tracing a small trail of wet kisses down to my core, which he devours at breakneck speed. My muscles throughout my body contract. My vaginal walls start to tighten.

"Kyle, please!" I begged him to put me out of my misery and provide the relief I require. Instead of changing positions, he increases the speed and intensity of his tongue work, and in an instant, my legs shake, my core pulsates, and an involuntary deep moan of pleasure escapes my mouth.

He continues to drink me, suck me in, and stimulate me until my core stops pulsing and my body returns to normal. Then he decides to withdraw his mouth from my p***y and seeks my mouth, kissing it with animalistic desire.

My hands move down his body, feeling the contours of his muscles and enjoying the heat that radiates against my skin. I started undressing him because I want him again. All of him!

He taunts my desperation for him, but I can tell he, too, is desperate. I feel his hard erection against my leg and feel a sense of accomplishment because of the effect I have caused him. He doesn't even have time to kiss me again after he's undressed because I grab his big, wide c**k, squeezing it and giving it a few strokes. I feel his precum in my hand, but instead of letting go, I go over and clean it all off with my tongue. Kyle looks surprised, but let me take charge now. I admit I'm nervous, but the prospect of pleasing him excites me too much.

I lick the c*m and massage his balls with my hands, pulling his skin up and down. My tongue plays with his tip, tasting him as he did me, and when I'm ready, I put him in my mouth, slowly sucking and twisting my tongue to give him even more pleasure. Kyle's management encourages me to give it my all, and with great difficulty, I do.

The tears came to my eyes, because he is really very large and huge. But I relax and manage to increase the speed of my mouth thrusts, and he writhes and lets out little moans of someone enjoying the moment.

At some point, he stops me. "I need to get inside you!" he says with such desire that I nod.

He spins my body around and turns me around to face him. I prop my elbows up on the bed, squeeze the sheet, and wait for him to penetrate me. Moments later, I felt him fully enter me in one quick, intense motion. He comes to a halt for a moment to allow me to adjust to his width and size, and when I press my core against his balls, he resumes his thrusts. He's not making love to me this time, he's f*****g me, and I love it.

His balls are slapping against my core, and I can tell he's enjoying the sight of his c**k entering my p***y. And the idea excites me so much that I can feel my core tightening and preparing to pulsate once more. Kyle, you must have picked up on it because he said "Yeah, come on, I'm almost there too!" And it was as if his words were an order at that point, and I began to feel pleasure contractions in my body, as well as Kyle pulsing inside me. And our moans, just like our fluids, are mixed together.

"I can't believe Liam was able to do this, Lara!" Sophie says this as she walks into my room, before she notices the scene in front of her.