Breaing Point: a Night of Release

My heart sank as another puck was sent flying into the net. Everett had been on fire this season up until this game, something was off. He was the number one goaltender in the country, yet somehow the score was 5-2 right now. I watched closely as he smacked the goalpost with his stick, saying something to himself.

As the game came to an end, Everett was the first one off the ice. I waited outside the locker room for what felt like hours as the team's coach piled onto them about the hot mess that was a game. Now and then, I could hear him targeting Everett, talking about how if he wanted to further his career, he needed to get his mind out of the gutter. Going on and on about how they could have won if he hadn't fucked up like he did. A part of me wanted to go on there and scream my head off at their coach, but I held back. I knew it would only make matters worse, and that Everett could potentially be kicked off the team for that.

When he finally exited the locker room, I noticed that he didn't even bother putting his suit jacket back on, instead, he was holding it as he wore the dress shirt half undone. Without saying anything to me, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me along with him, making his way to his truck.

"Everett," I whispered as he opened the door for me. "Do you want to talk about it?"

I climbed into my seat, turning to look at him as I buckled myself in. His eyes were glazed over, as he stared at me, shaking his head. "No, I don't."

He slammed the car door shut, before maneuvering into the driver's side and starting the truck up. The drive home was completely silent other than his occasional groan, clearly thinking about the game.

When we arrived home, he silently got out, and opened my door, unbuckling my seatbelt. I looked at him cautiously before he grabbed me by the waist, and hauled me out of the car, throwing my body over his shoulder.

I was taken aback by this and began laughing as he made his way into the house. His grip on my waist was strong, making sure that he wasn't going to drop me. After he closed the front door, his right hand came baring down on my ass with a loud smack.

I moaned out from the sudden stinging sensation. "Everett, what was that for?"

He palmed my ass, rubbing where he smacked it before bringing his hand back down as he made his way into the bedroom. "Remember how when we first got together, you told me about your fantasies," he said as he threw me onto his bed.

I leaned back on my elbows, looking up at him as he stood between my legs, nodding. "Yes, what about them?"

He smirked softly, leaning down and grabbing my chin, pulling it towards his face. "I want to take my frustrations out on your pretty little pussy," he whispered, before pressing his lips to mine and pushing his tongue in.

I moaned softly, one of my hands moving to his hair, tangling within it as I pulled softly. I pressed my hips up against him, desperate for friction. But, instead of giving me what I wanted, he pulled away from the kiss, his hands pressing my hips down.

"Patience, my love," he muttered. "I'm in control here. Now stay still if you want to be rewarded."

I nodded my head, watching him hazily as he tugged the jersey I had been wearing, pulling it over my head, leaving me in only a lacy red bra and my leggings. He ran his hand up and down my hips, sending shivers down my spine as he grazed my ribs.

His eyes were sending daggers into my soul, making me want to whither under his gaze, Slowly, he cupped my breasts through my bra, running his thumbs over my puffy nipples. I whimpered softly, desperate for his touch as he pressed his index finger to my lips.

"Shhh," he whispered. "I'm just getting started, love."

I watched as Everett slowly pulled down the cups of my bra, exposing my bare chest to him. His fingers slowly danced over my nipples in a taunting manner. I moaned softly, as he took a nipple into his mouth, sucking roughly while toying with my other breast.

"Everett," I whimpered as he bit down.

He pulled his mouth from my breast, making a popping sound, cocking his eyebrow at me. Hi moved his hands, slowly stroking my hips while teasing the waste bans of my leggings.

"Yes, princess?"

I writhed under his gaze, "Please touch me," I begged.

He smirked, slowly pulling at my leggings. "I thought I told you that I was the one in control here." He pulled my leggings off my legs, and looked at my body hungrily, like a man starving.

Suddenly, he wrapped his hands around my thighs, and spread them apart, leaning down and peppering my legs with soft kisses. The polar opposite of what was to come. He slowly made his way up to my core, running his fingers around the seams of my panties.

I lifted my hips, looking for more friction as he ran his finger over my clit. Everett laughed softly, before tugging my panties to the side. He ran his fingers up and down my slit while continuing to kiss my inner thigh.

"Everett," I whimpered out. "Please."

He shook his head, continuing to taunt me. "Not yet princess, you need to learn patience."

He slowly pulled his fingers away from me, before reaching to undo the rest of the buttons on his dress shirt. I watched as he undid his belt buckle, tossing it to the floor and pulling his jeans off, leaving him in a pair of form-fitting black boxers.

"Sit up for me princess."

I nodded, doing as he said. He pressed a kiss to my forehead, before reaching around my back and unclasping my bra, throwing it to the floor. He pulled my hair out of my face and grappled my chin once again.

"If you want to stop at any point, you need to tell me, baby. Okay?"

I nodded softly, looking up at him as he got off the bed, and standing in front of me. He slowly pulled down his boxers, revealing his cock. My mouth watered, as I looked back up at him.

He grabbed my hair once again, tugging my face towards him. "Open your mouth," he demanded.

I obeyed, opening my mouth as he tugged me closer, his cock brushing against my lips. He smirked down at me, before pushing himself into my mouth. Right away, I ran my tongue over his tip, making him shudder. I looked up at him softly as he tugged at my hair, making me suck him harder.

I continued to run my tongue along his cock, as he slowly started to thrust his hips. Eventually, he pushed my head down so that his entire cock was in my mouth, making me gag.

"That's right baby. Take it like the good girl you are," he groaned as he continued to thrust himself into my mouth.

He began to go harder, hitting the back of my throat as he pulled my hair, tilting my head so that I was looking up at him. My eyes met his, as he watched me, pleasure apparent on his face. He began to shudder, as he closed his own eyes, tilting his head backward.

"Fuck angel, that's perfect. I could spend all day in your mouth, I swear."

He began to slow his thrusts, loosening his grip on my hair. I whimpered as he slowly pulled himself from my mouth, spit dripping down my lips. Everett leaned down, cupping my face into his hands, pressing a kiss to my swollen lips.

"You are an absolute Goddess."

Suddenly, he pushed me down so that I was lying on my back once more, climbing on top of me so that I was pinned. He leaned down, capturing my lips in a deep kiss once more, his tongue pushing in, dancing with mine.

My hands wandered his body as I ran them up and down his chest, feeling his abs and every muscle. Everett brought one of his hands up to my breast, massaging it as he continued to kiss me.

I whimpered into his mouth, making him smirk. He pulled himself from my mouth, smiling at how plump he had made my lips.

"No condom tonight," he muttered, leaning down and lightly sucking my neck. "I need to feel you. I need you to be clenching around my bare cock."

I nodded softly, moaning as he left a trail of hickeys from my neck to my collarbone. I was on birth control anyway, so condoms were just used as an extra barrier. I had enough trust in him to know that he wouldn't do anything I didn't want.

He reached down, pulling my panties off before lining himself up at my entrance. He looked up at me, making sure that I was ready, before pushing himself in. I gasped from the pressure, arching my back upwards as he let his mouth fall onto my breast.

He began to pump himself into me, causing me to pant with every movement. I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding onto him tightly as his thrusts made my hips move further up on the mattress.

"Everett," I moaned out. "Everett please, I'm so close."

He pulled his mouth from my breast, shaking his head as he pushed my hair back. "No angel. You don't get to cum until I say you can."

I whined as a response, desperate for a release as he continued to pound into me. Despite my current state, Everett grabbed my legs, wrapping them around his hips so he could fuck me deeper.

I cried out each time he hit my sweet spot, moving my hands to his biceps as I dug my nails into them. I laughed at me as he continued to pound into me.

"You are taking me so well princess. This pussy was fucking meant for me," he groaned.

I whimpered, letting my head fall back against the pillow as I tried to withhold my orgasm, tears beginning to stream down my face. Without any warning, Everett pulled out, moving his hands to my hips and flipping my body over.

"I want you on your hands and knees while I destroy you," he said as he pulled me up so that my ass was in the air.

I nodded, arching my back for him as he pressed his cock to me once again, this time rubbing it up and down my slit, making me shudder.

"Tell me how much you want me baby. Use your words."

I cried out, pushing against him. "Everett, please. I need you to fuck me so bad, please."

He continued to rub the head of his cock against me, as he grabbed my hips, stopping me from moving them further. "How bad angel?"

"I've wanted you all day, Daddy," I whimpered out. "Please, I need you to fill me up."

He grunted in response to the name, slamming his hips into mine as he pushed into me. His grip on my hips was sure to leave bruises as he pounded into me. He reached forward, wrapping my hair around his hand and pulling me upward so that my back was to his chest.

"You like being used like this, don't you princess," he whispered into my ear, biting it softly. "This is driving you wild, I know it is."

I nodded my head, moaning his name as he pumped into me. "Everett, please. Please let me cum."

"Just a few more minutes angel," he muttered, letting go of my hair and moving his hand to my throat, lightly tightening his grip. "You're taking my cock like such a good girl."

I cried out, my knees nearly giving out his he panted in my ear, clearly close to his orgasm. He pressed a soft kiss to my shoulder blade, before reaching around and running his fingers over my clit.

"That's it baby. I want you to make a mess all over my cock, make it known that you're mine."

As his fingers taunted my clit, I came hard, clenching around him as he continued to fuck me through my orgasm, before thrusting up one last time in spilling into me. I moaned from the feeling of our cum mixing, my body collapsing onto the bed as he slowly pulled out of me, laying on his side.

He wrapped an arm around me, pulling me so that my back was against his chest before pulling a blanket over our bare bodies. Pressing a kiss on my cheek, he whispered. "I love you, angel. I truly do. And don't think that tonight ends here."