Breathless #5 (The Breathless Romance Series - Book #5) by Claire Adams Page B

myself up to kiss him on
the lips. “Babe, what’s going on?” I asked. Johnny smiled at me, brushing his
lips against mine, but the next moment he looked uncertain.
    “I don’t know what it is, Becky-baby, but I just… I
don’t feel on my game.” His hands started to wander along the curves of my body
and I frowned up at him in thought. The way his hands slid down to my hips sent
a shiver down my spine, and I realized what it was that Johnny needed — what
would put him back on his game again. I leaned up onto the balls of my feet and
kissed him hungrily.
    “Come on,” I said, breaking away from the kiss to look
around. Johnny’s eyes were full of confusion. I grabbed him by the hand and
pulled him around a corner into a tiny little closet that was fortunately
unlocked. I think it must have been some kind of supply closet that got
forgotten or just wasn’t in use. I pulled Johnny into it with me and smiled up
at him. “I know exactly what you need,” I told Johnny slowly; I kissed him
again, my hands moving to his uniform pants. I had never taken them off of him
before. He had always been changed into regular clothes when we’d had sex. But
Johnny got what I was doing and chuckled against my lips, his hands reaching
down to help me.
    I reached into his uniform pants, pushing my hand down
underneath his underwear. I kissed Johnny again as I wrapped my hand around his
thick cock, smiling against his lips as I felt him starting to harden immediately.
I stroked him slowly, working him as quickly as I could as I knew we didn’t
have very much time, either until the intermission before the third period of
the game ended or until someone might come check out the closet we had found.
Johnny moaned as I stroked him, and I felt him getting harder and harder. He
touched and groped me everywhere. I found myself getting more and more turned
on, my pussy getting wet, tightening at the thought of what I could be enjoying
— if only we had the time. But I reminded myself that I was focusing on him.
This was about Johnny, not about me. I sank down onto my knees in front of him,
pulling his uniform pants and underwear down, and Johnny’s cock immediately
sprung free, almost slapping me in the face. I chuckled, looking up at him.
Johnny was blushing slightly at the incident, but was obviously intrigued by
what I had in mind.
    I wrapped my hand firmly around the base of his cock
and stroked him slowly while I leaned in, licking my lips thoroughly. This will have to be quick , I thought. I
couldn’t torment him. I needed to just get him off as fast as possible. I
looked up at Johnny’s face; his eyes were dark with lust, his lips parted as he
panted slightly at the sight of me moving closer and closer to his cock. I
wrapped my lips around just the tip, flicking my tongue out to taste him.
Johnny smelled like sweat, but clean sweat, not the stale gross kind that
tended to go along with sports gear and the locker room. I licked at the
salty-sweet taste of his skin, sucking him lightly. Johnny moaned, his hands
sliding into my hair, his body arching against the wall of the closet. “ Shhh ,” I said, barely breaking away from his skin. “Don’t
want someone to come in here and kick you out before you’ve finished, do you?”
Johnny shook his head desperately, and I snorted, going back to my attentions.
    I took more and more of him into my mouth gradually,
working my tongue up and down along the length of his thick, hard cock,
pressing against the underside, flickering along the sensitive head. Johnny
tried to suppress his moans, but I knew he was almost completely unable to hold
himself back. I heard him muffle them against his padded arm. I smiled to
myself, getting more and more turned on by the moment just from the act of
going down on Johnny like this, in the dark, where anyone might find us. The
fact that we didn’t have much time only made me more excited. The fact that his
teammates were only yards away only made it