Venus Vs Mars Pt.II

Chapter 63

Massy knew Odell was home as soon as she pulled in the driveway, she could see almost every light in the house had been turned on, and she was expecting to step over cleats, backpacks, and duffle bags as soon as she walked in the door. She opened the front door and in true fashion she knew her man all too well. Sure enough Massy smiled to herself as she quietly stepped over three pairs of cleats, one spray ground backpack and a carry-on bag, she shrugged her shoulders and dropped her bags and cleats next to his.

"Shesh... We definitely don't need kids." She mumbled to herself looking back at the pile of athletic equipment and bags. She could only imagine how high that pile would be if her and Odell did add hybrids to their family.

Odell sat with his back turned to the kitchen, one earbud in his ear and the other left hanging, he split his focus between an iPad that showed footage of the Bills vs Giants game, and a rearing of SportsCenter. Massy continued through the kitchen coming up behind him and softly placed her hands over his eyes.

"Guess who?" She whispered.

Odell placed the iPad down and motioned his head up, he was silent for a moment an large smile covered his face. "... J.Lo?" He guessed.

Massy dropped her hands from his face and hit him on the shoulder. "You wish!" She said laughed.

Odell smiled and reached back grabbing her by the arm and pulling her over the back of the couch, he moved his free hand to her waist for support and placed her on his lap, he waisted no time pressing his lips to hers, Massy grabbed his cheeks and kissed him back. Odell couldn't help himself or his hands, they traveled up her shirt squeezing at her hips.

"Nope, you gotta buy me dinner first." She teased him pulling her lips from his and pushing his hand from under her shirt.

Odell shoved his face in the crock of her neck. "It's... Some cereal... In... The cabinet." He said back in between kissing and licking on her neck, there was physically nothing that could stop him from wanting to feel up every inch of her right then and there.

"You are so stupid!" She said laughing.

Odell reached up and zipped down the front of her green and black USA fleece exposing the solid gold medal. "Holy shit." He kissed her one last time before grabbing the medal off her chest and examining it. "Damn, it's heavier than I thought, you had this on all day?"

Massy looked down at it nodded. "Yea. It's not that bad, once you get use to it you don't notice the weight." She shrugged her shoulders.

"I'm proud of you." He leaned back in and began kissing her all over again, keeping his lips from hers was a task within itself. He reached for the medal and began taking it off her neck.

"Nooo! You have to f**k me with it on! I don't want to take it off!" She tried her best to speak in between the numerous kisses he was planting on her lips, collarbone, and neck.

"f**k you with it on? Like the medal is all you have on?" He asked. Massy nodded her head and smiled. "You're into some pretty kinky shit... I like it!" He teased her.

"Oh yea. Real! Kinky!" She confirmed with a grin, she reached for the medal and pulled it from her neck and softly placed it on the coffee table. "Showers!" She pointed an index finger to the ceiling. Odell smiled and waisted no time in following her order he stood up tossing her over his shoulder, her arms and hair dangled over her head and down his back his arm firmly around her but he walked through the kitchen and up the steps. Both their fingers had eventually pruned, Massy's legs had finally given out, the only way Odell could continue was pressing her back against the wet wall tiles and wrapping her legs around his waist. But it wasn't enough, he needed more, he needed more control over her, he need to be a little bit deeper in her.

He slightly gripped the front of her throat with one hand, while holding both her wrists above her head with the other. Droplets of water rolled down his back as gravity took place, pinning her between the bed and his body goosebumps had taken over the surface of her skin. She bit at her bottom lip every time he stroked inside her a sense of pain followed by easing pleasure.

"Am I hurting you?" He asked biting down at her collarbone and keeping a steady smooth stroke.

She took a deep breath as best as she could with his hand still firmly wrapped around her throat. "Not in a bad way." She breathlessly said eyeing the muscles in his chest. It was like seeing him for the first time, remember how sculpted his body was every stroke caused every one of his muscles to flex. Odell's current want and need to be all the way inside of her had completely taken over his mind nothing else mattered. Not preseason losses, not practice, not Josh Norman nonsense, nothing. "I missed you so much!" She continued in between kisses, he could feel her excitement, squeezing around the length of his d**k, it was almost as if she got wetter every time his tongue or lips ran across her bare skin.

He smiled at how much power he currently had, hovering over her, he was huge, his broad shoulders covered in perfect tattoos, he smiled at how easily he made her body react to his touch, to his words, they both could admit they had each other wrapped around one another's finger. He released her wrists and neck, grabbing her leg placing it on his shoulder, Massy scratched at his biceps, her moaning stopped, getting caught in her throat as she felt him press against her cervix.

"You can't leave anymore." He growled leaning into her, a slight smile covered his face as he closed his eyes enjoying the feeling of being all the way inside of her. All she could muster up was heavy breathing and clawing at his chest and arms, her nails dug deeper into his skin. His strokes grew heavier but remained steady, the more she moaned in his ear the longer he wanted to make love to her. Odell's body grew tight he shoved his face down in her chest, she bit down on his shoulder not being able to hold her orgasm in, nor could he. After twenty days away from her his stamina reached a level that even he didn't know he had, twice in the shower and now on the bed.

"You can't manage to break away from me every four years?" She asked catching her breath. He looked down at her, admiring her.

He bit down on his bottom lip. "You keep squeezing like that around my d**k, I might not even get off of you." He kissed her lips and slowly pulled himself from her, he softly ran the head of his d**k over her c**t just to enjoy her reaction.

He smiled and rolled onto his back closing his eyes. Massy quickly rolled to his side. Her fingers softly scratched at his lower abs and V-Cut, Odell moaned as she licked and bit on his ear. "You left the shower on again." She whispered in his ear. He smiled again as a moment of nostalgia replayed. He simply lifted his hand up and made a fist.

"Best of two out of three." He said opening one eye.