Venus Vs Mars Pt.II

Chapter 64

Massy stretched her body out she looked over at the tattooed covered perfection that laid next to her. His hand behind his head and his other softly touching her thigh, as if he had to make sure she was safe and laying next to him throughout the night. She lightly lifted his hand from its position and crawled from the bed, the insides of her thighs held a bit of soreness from behind open and up all night but she had nothing to complain about.

She pulled the black hair tie from her wrist and pulled her hair up, reaching for her toothbrush and toothpaste. The water ran as she looked over her naked body while running the toothbrush back and forth over her teeth. She presses her against her lower stomach, doing her best to poke it out, yet her body was too toned, not an once of fat to work in her favor for the visual she was trying to display as she looked at herself in the mirror. She frowned cupping herself as her stomach remained flat as a board. She shrugged her shoulders and leaned down spitting the toothpaste from her mouth. 

"At least you tried." Her knees almost buckled at his deep sleepy voice. Her eyes wide she jumped in surprise. Yet he spoke with a smile watching her try her best to envision herself possibly pregnant. "That was hands down the cutest thing ever." He said walking up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. 

"What? Brush my teeth!?" She did her best to remain clueless. 

Odell went silent and simply pressed his hand against her lower stomach, he softly kisses her shoulder then looked up at her reflection in the mirror. "You do this often?" He asked. 

Massy shrugged her shoulders. "What girl doesn't, we've all been curious..." She deflected his question. 

Odell remained still, his hands still pressed where here a child would be carried in her body. "That's not what I asked you." 

Massy swallowed and bit her bottom lip. "I do it sometimes... Out of boredom just curious what my body would look like... But my abs are in the way." She shrugged her shoulders again then reached over placing her toothbrush back in the cabinet. She pressed her palms on the counter and closed her eyes as she felt one of his hands travel down her body making its short trip to her v****a, he easily spread her lips then ran his middle finger over her c**t. A jolt in her thighs caused her body to tense up. 

Odell couldn't keep his hands off of her or his d**k from inside of her and Massy perfectly fine with this new found obsession the two had with one another. He pushed her body down against the counter he ran his middle finger down her spine, the lower he got the more visible her goosebumps became she took a deep breath as she felt him slowly pushing his way back inside her, she reached for the edge of the counters for her own comfort only to feel her fingers being locked with his. 

Odell's strokes had become rough and much harder then they were last night, but he still remained just as deep inside of her. "I don't know why I can't stay out of you." He growled in her ear. He leaned down against her back wrapping one arm around her chest and the other below her waist. 

"I don't know why either nor do I care just don't pull out." She said running her words together, the feeling of his steady stroking and the position she bent at caused her to close her eyes and subconsciously open her mouth out of pure pleasure. 

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NFL preseason was going strong, NBA players were gearing up to begin their training camp, while Soccer clubs began their trades. Head coach Paul Riley of the Western New York Flash decision would send Alex Morgan to Boston in trade of Megan Rapinoe and Kristie Mewis had gone into affect that afternoon for the up and coming season. Although all four women played together on team USA, they'd be playing against Alex in the League. 

"We know the trade happened earlier today. Ultimately how are you feeling about it?" Handheld records were pushed in Massy's face the crowd of reporters all stood behind the roped off section to prevent them from crowding her space. 

"Um I'm definitely sad to see Alex go, but decisions are made for the benefit of the team. I play with Megan on USA and I've played with Kristie since college so there's nothing new about the chemistry we all bring." 

"Coming off of that Olympic run how much focus do you really have to put in with the Flash? How big is the switch, especially with trades going on and red shirts moving up." 

Massy shifted her weight to her left ankle, doing her best to not draw too much attention. "Not much, same focus as always. Our main goal is to win, at the end of the game, at the end of the day the goal is to win. Like I said I've played with Kristie and Megan before, we have a lot of red shirts that are getting stronger coming off the bench seeing more PT." 

"Last year the team suffered from problems with finishing games, how is this going to change? Was the purpose of the trade to fix that?" 

"Finishing was a huge problem, and finishing is a big part of the game, you don't finish, you don't follow through, you don't win. Hopefully the trade works out and we finish at number one and not number three this year." Security stepped forward putting his hand on Massy's back notifying her time was up, the extra tape around her right ankle prevented her from limping off. Instead of going to her locker it was straight to the team physical trainer, the last thing she needed was anything involving an injury especially before the season even started.