Venus Vs Mars Pt.II

Chapter 27

Massy paced into her bathroom where Odell stood with his phone in his hands after washing and drying them he was distracted by incoming txts and emails. "Look, my agent sent over the video for the Olympics, it's done." Odell immediately looked up and stopped typing mid message placing his phone on the counter and grabbing hers to watch it.

"My mom is definitely the strongest woman I know. She's the one that really taught me to never take no for an answer. There's always a way around something. She used to tell me. 'When they close a door on you, go through the window.' I think she knew raising two daughters that were mixed was going to be hard and she knew my sister and I would go through certain things that no human should go through, but I think that's why she raised me to be so mentally strong. She understood things that were easy for her were going to be difficult for me and that's why she imprinted such strong values in me. To never allow someone to tell me no, or I can't do this or that. She taught me to love. That love will conquer all, it will set you free, always spread love, love people that hate you, that think negative of you, that disagree with you, people that don't want to see you happy, just continue to love them. I could give her the world, but that honestly wouldn't be enough. I owe her my life."

"Is that why you have love tattooed on your knuckles?!" Small laughter could be heard from the background as the unidentified camera man randomly asked.

Massy smiled and looked down at her hand. Then looked up with bright eyes. "Yea, if I have to hit you with a right hook it's all out of love... I'm punching you in the face with love..." Even though that wasn't the reason for love being tattooed on her knuckles Massy joined in on the random laughing in the background once she gave her quick answer.

"I always had that bad reputation for being the 'bad girl' I don't even think 'tomboy' is the right word... I was a boy! I was extremely rough and always dirty. I played with boys all my life all the up until high school. I played baseball not softball all the way up until I was 14... I was on a boys teams... So I just always played rough to match the toughness of the boys I played with. I love being referred to as the most dangerous forward in soccer. I love being known as dangerous. I work hard and train hard I want people to be scared to play against me, I want them to hate it. I love it. I play for the number one ranked soccer team in the world! USA! If I'm not feared or dangerous on that field...then there's a serious problem."

Odell smiled as he watched the five minute mini clip that would air over the course of the Olympics for the USA women's soccer team. The video she and her team members shot a few months previously had finally been edited and pieced together. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and held her in a tight hug.

"I'm still iffy about you going." He said pushing her hair out of his face.

"The video wasn't enough to make you forget!?" She joked, sounding hurt as if she failed.

"Nope, nice try though. It was close though I almost forgot though." He joked back at her. Massy slid her hands up the back of his shirt feeling his warm smooth skin against the palms of her hands. "I am proud of you though... I'm always proud of you." He assured her, then kissed the top of her head.

"Thank you. I'm always proud of you too." She looked up at him in search of a kiss. His smirk grew as he felt her nails lightly dig into his skin and drag down the length of his back.

Odell's head went back and closed his eyes. "Don't do that." He warned her, his voice grew deeper than normal as he enjoyed the stretching. A slight giggle escaped her mouth, not taking heed to his warning she applied a small amount of pressure. Odell took that as an insensitive and ran with it. Wasting no time and quickly placing her on the bathroom counter, placing himself in between her thighs and pulling his shirt over his head. Massy looked down at his chest and abs. Odell watched her manicured index finger travel over the thick vein that led down his pelvis. He grabbed the front of her throat in his hand and lightly pulled her forward pressing his lips to hers.

"Unbutton and unzip them." He ordered her in between kisses. Massy moaned and did what she was told. His fitted jeans rested below his hips, slowly sliding down his butt at any moment he made. Odell released his hand from the front of her throat and watched her begin pulling the large droopy sweater from her body. "Slowly." Massy smiled at another order and complied with it. Taking a step back to watch her she slowly removed it allowing her bare breast to appear from under it. She tossed it to the floor and reached for the waistband on his boxers pulling him back in between her thighs. His jeans pooled around his ankles before he finally stepped out of them, kicking them from out his way. His body tensed up and he let out a deep moan in surprise as he felt her hands slide down the front of his boxers and grab the length of him in her hand.

Odell's patients began to fail him, seeing her with only underwear on began to make him crack. But he knew he couldn't take the time he wanted to on her. He pulled her by her thighs closer tho the edge and pulled at her panties tossing them to the floor. He couldn't help but to run his index finger in between the lips of her v****a. Wanting to feel how wet she was before he truly felt how wet she was.