Obscene Gestures

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Chapter 27

The Fury was on a five game winning streak. Tess couldn’t have predicted a better first season if she’d been given the keys to the future. The Sounders were in Denver playing against the Goldrush, which meant the Fury would go against their women’s team aptly named the Blaze. There were some tough contenders on the women’s team, some of them Tess was familiar with. She studied every player, knew their stats and had a plan in her head on how to win the game. It was a strategy her dad taught her, one that served her well. She was busy looking over Khadezia Jones, the league’s only black female player. She was the top defensewoman for the Blaze.

Khadezia was an Olympic silver medalist, having been on the USA women’s team for the 2018 games. She was fast, fierce and held nothing back. Tess was secretly excited to meet her. She wanted to talk to her about partnering with the foundation to help other young black female athletes come into their own. Finally settling into their hotel, Tess freshened up and headed down to the bar where a meet and greet was going on between the female teams. She caught sight of Khadezia’s bright smile and made a beeline for her.

“And here she comes,” Khadezia laughed. “Girl you look just like your daddy. And damn, he was a pretty man.” Tess threw back her head and laughed. Khadezia wasn’t wrong about that. Yadkin was a looker. His green eyes got him plenty of female attention and it didn’t hurt that he had muscles for days.

“Yeah I can’t help my dad was pretty,” Tess threw back. “But honestly, I have had a secret dad crush on my boyfriend’s father. All I can say is my man will age very well.”

“I know that’s right,” Khadezia giggled. “Mhm, that Damon Dakiedes is something. Fine as hell and sexy as fuck. Just don’t tell my husband I said that.”

“Girl your secret is safe with me. If Apollo found out, I’d never hear the end of it…or be allowed anywhere near Daddy D.”

“I like you, Tess Pritchard.” The women stood and talked some more, laughing and giggling and getting to know each other. When it came time to leave, Tess had given Khadezia her contact information and gotten a promise they would hook up after the game to talk business. Khadezia loved the idea of working with the foundation for the betterment of black youth. She hailed from Chicago’s West Garfield Park so she was well acquainted with the obstacles and the prejudices that ran rampant in society. Tess was convinced she would be the perfect spokeswoman. Khadezia had the passion, there was no doubt about that.

When Tess got back to her room, she found Meda leaning against it with a bag of Twizzlers in her hand. Eagerly opening the door, the friends tumbled in and greedily dug into the cherry flavored licorice. Flopping back on the bed, Tess chewed her candy and sighed.

“So I see you met Khadezia Jones,” Meda said. “I cannot wait to see her in action. That woman belongs in the pros playing with the dudes. If she’s half as strong as she looks, she could be drafted into the NHL.” Tess nodded in agreement.

“Yeah I know. I’ve watched every video of her I could find. She’s a hell of a player. Maybe after this season, she will get a real chance at the draft. I’d hate to lose her for the women’s movement but damn! She deserves it. Oh! That reminds me! She’s meeting me for dinner after the game tomorrow. How about we meet you for drinks after your practice?” Meda readily agreed.

“Hell yeah! I’d love to meet her! So what did you guys talk about?” Tess slid her a sly grin.

“Oh nothing much,” she said, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Just that she’s agreed to work with the foundation for the betterment of inner city black youth, more importantly inner city black female youth.” Meda squealed in delight.

“Oh my God, that will be so fucking awesome! As women, we get the bad end of the deal all the time anyway but I can’t imagine what it’s like being a black woman trying to make her mark on the world.” Meda’s eyes sparkled and her mind churned with all the ideas flooding her senses. “This is going to be epic, Tee!”

“I know, Meed!” The girls squealed in laughter before sighing heavily and finishing the candy. “She was telling me a little bit about where she grew up. It’s no fucking wonder she’s so brutal on the ice. She’s had to fight and claw her way through more bullshit than we ever will. Our sisters from melanine misters need a positive role model and I can’t think of anyone better than Khadezia.”

“Hear fucking hear,” Meda said. “I mean, think about it. She’s young, she’s beautiful, she’s powerful and she’s successful. She’s perfect for this. Those little princesses will be queens in the making, you know?” Tess hummed her agreement.

“Think we can talk the Saints into doing a similar fundraiser with the Storm?”

“Fuck yeah we can. Hell, girl we can talk the whole damn league into doing it in every city who houses a hockey team. There’s no stopping us!” Tess laughed and hugged her best friend. Both phones began ringing. As the girls looked at each other and rolled their eyes, the burst into giggles knowing the callers were their men. Meda smacked a sloppy kiss on Tess’s forehead and headed back to Blake.

“Well hello, my sexy goalie,” Apollo’s voice slithered over her like liquid sex. “Come open your door. My idiot sister wouldn’t let me in,” he chuckled.

“Oh you mean you don’t want to spend the night pining for me outside my hotel room?” she teased. She had her hand on the doorknob and the door opened before he could respond. With that sexy lopsided grin she loved, he swept her up in his arms and pinned her to the wall as the door slammed shut. He attacked her mouth, devouring her tongue and letting it dance with his. His already hard cock pressed against her core, sending delicious shivers down her spine with each thrust.

“God Pollo fuck me now,” she moaned. Her legs were wrapped tight around his narrow waist, her breasts pushing painfully against the confines of her thin dress. His strong hands ripped the buttons off as he pulled it apart, shoving her bra down until her nipples popped free. Taking a taut bud in his mouth, he suckled hungrily as he continued to grind against her. Her fingers went into his hair, clutching him closer while his free hand slid between them to palm her mound.

“I love how wet you get for me, ángelos.” With a twist of his wrist, her flimsy lace panties shredded leaving her bare for his exploration. She fumbled with the snap of his jeans, finally lowering the zipper so she could remove his cock.

“Mmm, I love how hard you get for me, babe,” she whispered. Somehow, Apollo’s jeans and boxers were lowered enough for him to power into her waiting pussy. With a hard thrust, she cried out and wrapped herself tighter around his body. “Oh yeah, babe just like that.” He always knew how to bring her the utmost pleasure, even when it was fast and furious. He never disappointed. The sounds of their slapping skin was driving her crazy but when he began to strum her clit in rapid circles, she came with a scream. Apollo followed moments later.

“Wow,” she huffed, trying to catch her breath. “I’ve never come so fast in my life.” Apollo laid his forehead against hers.

“Me neither,” he chuckled. “Just shows you how much I need you.” He leaned in and kissed her tenderly. “I’ve missed you so much, Tess. I’ve missed your smile, your laugh, your hungry pussy.” He nuzzled her neck, eliciting a girlish giggle. She could feel him getting hard again inside her and she felt the swell of her own need pooling in her gut.

“How about you show how much you’ve missed me again,” she purred. “I’m not quite convinced.” Apollo’s eyes blazed with lust as he chewed his bottom lip. Fuck, he was a sexy beast. He grabbed her thighs and pulled them both away from the wall, walking toward the bed. Just as his knees hit the mattress, he gave a hard thrust causing Tess to gasp.

“I plan to convince you at least three more times,” he whispered in her ear. So much for a peaceful night. But any night with the man she loved was a night well spent. Especially with his rock hard cock doing amazing things to her.

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