#odell beckham jr smut

[miyuhpapayuh]

He Got Game.

Devin - shorty with the snake tattoo and bad ass attitude.

 

"Who's shorty?" Odell asks one of his boys, Jay.

"Who?" He asks, staring around, cluelessly.

"Over there, with the green hoodie on." He grabs the back of his neck and points to her.

"Oh! That's Devin, man."

"Damn, she bad as hell."

"She'd cut yo ass up." His other friend, Sean, says.

"Fuck that mean? These girls flock to a young nigga!" Odell pats his chest for emphasis.

"Unfortunately, cause nobody else is available." Jay adds with an obnoxious snort.

"When's the last time you got some pussy?" He asks Jay, who's laughter slowly dies down.

"Exactly. Besides, who said I wanted to fuck her?" Both Jay and Sean throw balled up napkins at him.

"Shut your stupid ass up. You and I both know that's your motive— your only motive. Like I said, she'd cut your ass up." Sean reiterates.

"She a lil rough one, huh?" Odell asks, licking his lips.

"Mhm, her lil heavy handed ass."

"Don't say nun'. Let ol' rookie get smacked up."

"Rookie? You must be out ya body. She can't be that bad—"

"She hard body. This ain't like them lil hoes you be fuckin' wit. Shorty different." Sean shakes his head at Odell's pig headed behavior.

"Facts. Quit actin' like you can handle her, cause ya can't." Jay adds, patting his shoulder for emphasis.

"Both of y'all can kiss my ass crack. I ain't gon say nun' else, ima just show y'all how I do— cause, I always get them drawls." His wicked smirk comes out to play.

"Lord please forgive him." Jay looks up towards the ceiling with his hands clasped together.

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Spotting Devin walking down the sidewalk, Odell decides to make his move.

Swiftly catching up to her, he gently grabs her wrist to catch her attention. She turns in his direction, as well as her friends whose eyes grow wide.

"Excuse me, beautiful. Can I holla at you for a minute?" She raises an eyebrow and looks down at his hand still wrapped around her wrist, before looking back up at him.

"You can start by removing your hand from me." She yanks and he releases her with a soft chuckle.

"I'm Odell—"

"Mmhm. I know who you are." She looks in her friends' direction and nods her head. They snicker and slowly head towards a bench, not too far away.

"Whatchu want lover boy?" She crosses her arms over her chest, watching him stuff his hands in his jacket pockets.

"I saw you earlier and couldn't pass up the opportunity to—"

"—spit game? I'm not interested." She starts to walk away, but he blocks her path.

"You ain't even give me a fair shot, shorty." She sighs.

"I'm not your shorty. I have a name."

"You ain't even told me what it was, though." He smirks.

"It's Devin."

"You got a boy name." He chuckles.

"I got boy hands, too. You wanna feel 'em?" She squints at him.

"These lil ass hands," he grabs her right hand and holds it up, laughing to himself, "you ain't doin' no damage."

Yanking away from him again, she slaps his arm. He flinches, but quickly recovers. She smirks.

"I play ball, baby. It's gon take a whole lot more than a slap to hurt me."

"Oh, you want it to hurt? I can make that happen."

He steps closer to her.

"Nothin' but space and opportunity."

"Name a time and a place."

"How bout this," his minty breathes invades her nostrils, delighting her. "You come to the crib after school. I can show you that I'm really not that bad."

"You ain't slick. But, since I have nothing else to do— I'll entertain you. Take my number down."

Not even bothering to hide his excitement, he whips his phone out and eagerly types those ten digits into the contact log, locking her in.

She laughs, before turning on her heels to walk away. Odell notices the sudden switch in her hips and chuckles to himself.

"Well, well..... well. We watched and I can honestly say this with a straight face." Sean steps in front of Odell and lays his hand on his shoulder. "You're a semi-alive man."

Jay snickers, listening to the teeth-sucking noise leave Odell. "Get off me." He pushes Sean back and holds his phone up, showing both of them her contact. "Not only that, but she's comin' over after school. So much for ya lil hard body."

"We saw her smack you. You flinched, you big dummy." Jay laughs, slapping Odell himself.

"I'm not a brick wall, dingus. Of course I flinched. It ain't kill me, though." He pulls his toboggan off and tosses it at him.

"Fix that shit on your head and maybe somebody'll give you some pussy." Odell spats, before turning to Sean.

"And you, you big bitch. Your girl is gonna be putty in my hands by four o'clock. I won't even bet you on it, cause this is what I do."

With that, he walks down the sidewalk to his car.

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The doorbell rings once, sending him coolly striding towards the door. He opens it up and moves to the side to let her in, taking in her changed wardrobe.

Her green hoodie and jeans are now a black belly shirt and matching shorts, along with adidas slides, showing off her golden anklet and baby pink toes.

"You done eye-fuckin' me?" He slowly drags his eyes up to her face, chuckling at the slight annoyance etched on it.

"I'm just lookin'. Ain't no harm in that, is there?" He walks into the living room and plops down on the couch, watching her stand in the same spot.

"Mm." She walks towards the couch and does the same, draping one arm across the side of the couch and placing the other underneath her chin.

"The change of clothes makes me think that you want me to look at you. I could be wrong—"

"You are. A girl can't be comfortable?"

"I ain't say that. I'm saying you coulda been comfortable in anything. Leggings, sweats, a crewneck. Strollin' in here lookin' like Dick Appointment 101. It's some natural shit to assume--"

"Fuckin' with me, you don't assume shit. ¿Claro?"

"Que sí, mama."

She cut her eyes at him, snatching up the remote. She wanted nothing more than to claw that smug look off his face.

Underneath the irritation...she was impressed. Never in a million years would she vocalize it, though.

"We not watching no fuckin' ESPN," she said flipping through the channels until she found something worth watching.

He put his hands up in mock surrender. "I ain't trippin', shorty."

She settled on Jamie Foxx reruns. They fell into a comfortable silence, only punctuated by their shared laughter. Stealing quick glances to her face he thought, 'Damn she got a pretty smile with her mean ass.'

About an hour into the marathon, she allowed herself to get comfortable, leaning back into the couch cushions and slipping off her shoes to fold her legs. Odell's arm casually snaked its way across the back of the couch. He half expected her to physically remove it. She simply carried on watching the show as if she didn't notice.

"Where's your bathroom, pretty boy?"

"Down the hall, second door on the right." She excuses herself, following his directions.

After washing her hands, she checked her phone to see a text from her best friend, Charli.

Charli👸✨: Yoooo. Where you at? Tryna hit the mall and catch this Vicky Secrets sale.

Did she really want to tell her friend who she was with? She decided why not. She's grown.

Devvy Dev❤: Kickin it at Odell's house. We'll link later.

Charli👸✨: Kickin it at who house👀??? Fuck you doing over there?

Devvy Dev❤: Ain't have shit better to do

Charli👸✨: I thought he wasn't shit but a cocky under grown dickhead

Devvy Dev❤: He is...

Charli👸✨: Mmm. Him in them gray sweats the other day got you reconsidering, huh sis😜?

Devvy Dev❤: Bye Charli😑😑😑

She locked her phone and returned to her spot on the sofa.

"Thought you bailed out the window or some shit," he chuckled.

"If I wanted to dip, I woulda done it, playboy."

He snickered, mumbling something under his breath.

"Speak the fuck up."

"Keep on, and imma put something in that smart ass mouth," he spoke up, staring her dead in the face.

"Boy, you ain't gon do a muthafuckin' thing except keep flappin' ya gums like you been doing."

By this time she'd gotten up from her seat, talking with her hands.

"Wanna bet, baby girl?" He mimicked her stance, standing inches away from her face.

"Yo back the fuck up!" She mushed him in his forehead.

"Do that shit again..." before her hand can even come towards him, his thick fingers wrap around her wrist, pulling her closer towards his face.

Moving backwards now, he stares down at her, watching the amusement in her eyes grow. Her back hits the wall, roughly while his hands plant themselves on either side of her head.

"You think I'm playin' with you, huh?" He asks, as she cocks her head to the side, silently egging him on.

"Actions speak louder than words, yet.... you're still talking." As soon as "talking' leaves her mouth, his lips smash against hers, in a heated hurry to shut her up and feel how soft her lips are.

 Her fingers find the front of his shirt, wrinkling it with how tight she's gripping it. His tongue invades hers, turning her on. Her restraint starts to slip.

She begins pushing him away, trying to regain her attitude, which is now clouded with all the positions she wants him to put her in.

Catching on to her becoming putty, he moves his lips towards her neck, gliding his tongue over various spots, in search for the one that makes her weak.

Hearing the hitch in her breath as his tongue runs up the left side of her neck, lightly grazing his teeth against her skin, he smirks to himself.

"You done fightin' me?" He brings his face back up to hers, staring right into her eyes. They still hold a fire, but most of it diminished from his lips, alone.

She doesn't verbally respond, but the way that her fingers are back, clutching the collar of his shirt, he knows the answer.

He picks her up and heads down the hall, into his bedroom. Kicking the door closed, he tosses her onto the bed and pulls his shirt off, immediately pushing his sweats down next.

He hovers over her and pushes the bottom of her shirt up, revealing her petite breasts. His tongue returns to her skin, running circles around her sensitive areolas.

A moan slips from her mouth, while her hands cradle his head. His mouth encloses around her nipple, pulling another moan from her, this time much louder.

"Stop teasing me." Lust carries every word, causing the hair on the back of his neck to stand up. He grunts against her, before sliding down to remove her shorts, revealing her pink lacies from Victoria Secret.

Spreading her legs, his eyes light up at the sight of the middle of her panties dampening by the second. He licks his lips and pulls them to the side, inhaling her arousal.

His mouth attaches to her wetness, quickly working her up. Her hands grope her own flesh, before sliding up into her hair, all while biting the hell outta her lip.

Her legs drape over his neck, pulling him closer by her heels. His tongue grazes over a certain spot, sending her back bending upward.

"Fuck!" Every lick after that makes her jolt and screw her eyes shut. Her hands find his shoulders, lightly imprinting his skin.

He moans against her, sending vibrations through her clit. She wines her hips against his face, becoming a little more vocal.

"Fuuuuuck.... you gonna slurp this honey, baby?" In response, he shakes his head from side to side, causing her head to hit the pillows and her toes to curl.

"Ohhh fuck!" Her pouty bottom lip gets pulled between her teeth, as she grinds herself through her first orgasm, silently wishing it would stay a second longer.

She sits up and attacks his lips, while his heavy hand blindly searches for the rubber in his dresser drawer. She pushes his boxers down with her feet, before grinding her wet core against his bare length.

"As much as I'd love to raw dog you, I need to put this on." He grumbles against lips, making her pout.

Quickly putting the condom on, he sinks into her warmth and grunts, heavily. "God damn, baby."

"Ugh, I feel it in my stomach." Her hand rests on his hip, feeling him start to grind in and out of her. Her moans flow through the room, causing a smile to break out on his lips.

The look in her eyes shift as he begins hitting her spot. Her hand pushes at his waist, seizing up at the feeling.

"Oh my God, Odell!" He takes her hand into his own, planting kisses on the back of it, continuously slamming into her spot.

"You're s-such a fucking— ah!" Her back arches away from the bed.

"I'm such a what, babygirl? Finish that fuckin' sentence."

"Sssss.... such a fucking asshole— don't stop!"

"I ain't stoppin' baby. Cum on this dick."

Every time they collide, her peak grows closer. Her nails dig into his back, as he rolls his hips into hers, hitting spots she never knew about.

"Shhhiiiittt!" Her body begins trembling from head to toe, signaling the beginning of her second orgasm.

He leans down and sucks on her neck, making her clench around him. Her nails leave behind scratches with every heavy thrust.

"Unh! Okay.... okay!" Both hands push at his waist, trying to get him to stop. Squeezing her walls around him, only makes him growl in her ear.

"I can't— I c-can't!" She pushes him back and palms her vagina, breathing harshly. Her body jerks from the slight overstimulation.

He flips her over, removes her panties and pushes the middle of her back down. She pushes her ass up in the air, making him bite down on his lip.

Sliding behind her, he spreads her legs and glides back into her, rubbing up against her spot, again.

"What happened to all that attitude, huh?" He begins pumping heavily into her, causing her to fist the sheets.

"Huh? You still holdin' it in?"

"No! Fuck me!" She reaches back with one hand, pulling him closer to her. He grinds into her, sending her eyes to the back of her head.

"What's my name?"

"Mmm, Odell.... oh my God!" He speeds back up, causing her to squeeze around him.

"Just like that— fuuuuck!" He wraps an arm around her chest, bringing back on him quicker, causing her to scream out.

"Ah! That's my spot, babyyyy!"

"Baby, huh?" He mumbles against her ear.

"Fuck you." She grits through her teeth, feeling her final peak creeping up.

"That's what you're doing, babygirl." Her nails dig into his arm and leg. Her head is permanently thrown back onto his shoulder as she explodes loudly.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck...... oh my God, yes! Mmmm.." Odell cumming not too far behind her, ends their heated connection and disposes of the condom.

Devin pulls her panties back and pushes her top back down, smirking at a lazy Odell.

"Wanna order a pizza?" He asks, pulling his clothes back on.

"Sure." She runs her hand through her hair, making her tattoo visible for the second time.

"Cool. We can talk about this." He pokes her left wrist.

"What if I don't wanna tell you?"

"Then, I'll just break ya back, again."

Hehe... I love revisiting old stories. Enjoy!

@sheabuttahwrites @thegifstories @blackerthings @starcrossedxwriter @harmshake @honestpreference @ghostfacekill-monger @soufcakmistress @twistedcharismaaa @headcannonxgalore @mauvecherie-writes @abeautifulmindexposed

[k9iriz]

𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 + 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑: 𝐍𝐅𝐋

• joe burrow (cincinnati bengals)

• jamarr chase (cincinnati bengals)

• tee higgins (cincinnati bengals)

• jalen hurts (philadelphia eagles)

• travis kelce (kansas city chiefs)

• andrei iosivas (cincinnati bengals)

• rashee rice (kansas city chiefs)

• justin herbert (los angeles chargers)

• trent mcduffie (kansas city chiefs)

• christian mccaffery (san francisco 49ers)

• cj stroud (houston texans)

• justin jefferson (minnesota vikings)

• isaiah pacheco (kanas city chiefs)

• jalen ramsey (miami dolphins)

• anthony richardson (indiana colts)

• tayler hawkins (san francisco 49ers)

• ceedee lamb (dallas cowboys)

• obj - odell beckham jr. (baltimore ravens)

• jermaine burton (cincinnati bengals)

[ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ]

half of these are my past writes to be easier to find, but i do not write for them currently anymore.

• = smut/+18 ♡ = fluff/mushy ☾ = angst

ANDREI IOSIVAS | • family-fuckin' reunion | • nsfw alphabet | ♡ cookie making

JOE BURROW | ♡ playing games

TRAVIS KELCE | • fix me

RHEA RIPLEY (WWE) | ☾, • SERIES: unwanted temptation (1,2) | •, ☾ SERIES: the girl next door (1) | • stocking stuffer | ☾ selfish | • session 777 | ♡ nights with you | • a hard fucking | • assistant | ♡ drabble 2 part series: track of time, pregnancy scares | ☾ ,• SERIES: the heartbreak hotel, again | • watch me | • sick of it, now ride my fingers, bitch.

KYLIAN MBAPPE | • quickie | • 2x ft. neymar jr. | • hubby approved

NEYMAR JR. | ☾ not allowed | • brat | • extravagant | • hubby approved

[imthebadguyyy]

You're All Mine

Pairing - Lewis Hamilton x Reader

Fandom - F1

Summary - Things get slightly out of hand at a party where you decide to act up, and Lewis shows you just exactly who you belong to. P.S - He makes you wear that damn jacket.

Warnings - smut, swearing, possessiveness (brought to you by the fashion king that is Sir Lewis Hamilton, because that jacket did things okay?

A/N- OC (Thomas) has nothing to do with any of Lewis's friends in real life.

Also shoutout to @grandestrategia and @lights-out-in-monaco for helping me 💙

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iThrowing a party to get together was always a fun idea to get the chance to socialize, meet new people, dance, get drunk and spend quality time with your friends and family. But throwing a party after three back to back race weeks was not really a great idea, mainly because it meant your boyfriend groaning and moaning about how he didn't want to spend time with anyone else but you. That was exactly what was happening at present, as you swiped a tube of crimson lipstick across your lips, while Lewis sat on the bed, in a black shirt and his purple customised jacket, with his arms crossed across his chest, reminding you of a toddler who was told to go to bed early.

"I don't get why you had to throw a party today, of all times" he grumbled for what felt like the hundredth time that day. "Okay baby, I love you, I really do, but I swear, if you say that one more time I will strangle you" you replied, setting the lipstick back down, and reaching for a bottle of perfume on your dressing table. "I'm just saying, I feel like spending time with you now, and yes, I love that you decided to call my friends and family over, but I kinda just wanted to have some you and me time" he said, eyes following your movements as you sprayed the perfume behind your ears, on your wrists, and lightly over your body, "You'll have me to yourself from the moment they leave, till you have to fly for your race again. And I promise, we can do whatever you want" you said, reaching up to smooth your hair. Far too preoccupied with fixing the flyaway strands of hair, you didn't notice him standing up and standing right behind you. "Whatever I want hmm? I know exactly what I want baby. But I just can't get it right now. You know why? Because I want to bend you over and take you right here, right now. But because you decided to throw a party instead of spending time together, you'll have to wait a little longer than necessary to have my head in between your thighs, my fingers in you, and my cock in your cunt. And guess whose fault it is? Yours, my darling. It's your fault" he growled in your ear, smirking when a soft moan slipped past your lips.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you? For me to bend you over and take you here? When our guests could be here at any minute?" he continued, lips resting just near the outer shell of your ear. You couldn't even answer, feeling the arousal grow in between your thighs, as your heartbeat seemed to slow down for just a second, before it seemed to hammer against your chest almost as if it wanted to just burst out of your chest. "Tell me darling. Would you like that?" "Ye-" your reply was cut off by the sound of the doorbell ringing, signalling the arrival of one of your guests. "Saved by the bell, hmm? You didn't have to answer. But I promise baby, when they're gone, I'm gonna make you scream my name so loud, if our neighbours aren't on a first name basis with us tomorrow, I'll be very, very surprised. And leaving you a aroused, horny mess, he went down to open the door.

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About half an hour later, the party was in full swing. You had invited some of your friends and some family members, and turning to look over your shoulder, you saw Lewis chatting with his dad and Nicolas, a glass of wine in his hand as he laughed at something his brother told him. Smiling, you turned back, to see one of Lewis's friends making his way over to you, two glasses of champagne in his hand. You enjoyed mingling with his friends, and you had met Neymar Jr, Odell Beckham Junior, and other really awesome people. Smiling at Thomas, who was one of Lewis's newer friends, you accepted the glass, your third glass of champagne and your fifth drink all together, hovering between the lines of tipsy and drunk.

Thomas, (the friend, idk I just made him up) offered you a glass of champagne, and you gladly took a sip, enjoying the buzz as the alcohol ran through your veins, filling you with a calm happiness. Maybe it was the alcohol in your veins and the promise of a really good time that made you decide to push Lewis's buttons just a little bit, to ensure that you were really in for it. Giggling at a joke his friend made, you threw your head back laughing, letting your hand rest on Thomas's shoulder, before letting it move to your hair, twirling a strand of hair around your finger, teeth sinking softly down onto your lower lip.

From where he was standing, Lewis looked over to see where you were, his grip on his glass tightening when he saw you laugh and rest your hand on his friend's shoulder. His eyes darkening when he saw you twirl a strand of hair around your finger, and bite your lip softly, knowing all too well what you were doing. It was working. As you giggled again, tilting your head back laughing, and nodding a quick 'I'll be back soon', to his dad, he walked towards the both of you, his eyes fixed on the way you kept twirling your hair around your fingers.

"Hi baby. You having a fun time?" he asked you, standing next to you and wrapping an arm around your waist. "Yeah I am! Are you having fun?" you replied, letting your head droop onto his shoulder. "Yeah I am my love, thank you so much for planning it" he murmured in your ear, ignoring the fact that his friend was standing right in from of him, probably getting a free show. His hands splayed out on the leathery material of your black skirt, enjoying the coolness of the material and the feel of a section of your skin against his palms. The black outfit you had put on was a black leather top and skirt, that clung onto your body like a vice, as he moved his hand to the back of your skirt, moving so Thomas couldn't see what he was doing.

"And what about you Thomas, are you having a good time?" you asked the man, feeling Lewis tense up behind you. "Yup I am! Thanks so much for inviting us all, its a great party" he replied, flashing the both of you a smile. "We're glad you're having fun" Lewis replied, his hand moving to your ass, squeezing ever so discreetly. "Yup I know! Great to see you too, man! Your last races have been great, you deserve a break" Thomas kept talking, blissfully unaware of how you were squirming, your arousal pooling in between your thighs as he ran his fingers up your thighs, in between your underwear and the skirt. He moved his body so the lower half of your body was not visible to anyone else.

Pressing your lips together to keep a sound from escaping, you tried your hardest to hold yourself together, but it was damn hard when you could begin to feel the liquid threatening to run down your thighs and make a mess in front of everyone. "Moving your hand to the back to squeeze his thigh, silently begging him to just take you to the bedroom and fuck you senseless. Feeling your desperation, Lewis smirked softly, before turning to Thomas. "If you don't mind Thomas, I think I left my phone in the bedroom, I'll just go get it" "Yeah sure" Thomas replied, as you turned and made your way up the stairs to the master bedroom. But before you could go and sit on the bed, a pair of arms grabbed you around your waist, and pulled you into the master bathroom that was connected to your room.

Lewis turned your body around, the rough movement taking your breath away, before he crashed his lips down onto yours, his hands sliding down to your as again, squeezing hard, causing a moan to slip out your lips, your arms tightening around his neck. "I saw you trying to rile me up baby. All giggly and flirty, and that whole fiasco with you messing with your hair, hmm? Only I can pull your hair, and only I can tug on it. You like it when I do that, don't you? When I tug your hair, and your head falls back, and those sounds slip out of your lips and I can see how much you like it" The moan that slipped past your lips went straight to his cock, hardening under his pants.

"Words baby, words. Do you like it?" he asked, his fingers running along the waistband of your leather skirt, tugging the skirt down your legs. "I do, I really do! please, please do something, I need you so bad" you whined, your hands unbuttoning the buttons on his shirt, and tugging his purple jacket down his shoulders. "Patience my baby. Good things take time. So desperate for it, I can see your wetness dripping, but you aren't getting off that easily after that stunt you pulled. But I promised you that I'd give you a good time, and I always keep my promises" Another desperate whimper left your lips, and you dragged the jacket down his torso, letting it drop to the floor.

"No no no. I want you to put that on. Or even better..." he mumbled finishing his sentence halfway, picking up the jacket from the floor. He pushed you down on the bed, grabbing your wrists in his hands, before pushing you back up to the headboard. Then he took the jacket up to your hands, tying one side to the headboard of the King sized bed, and the other end around your hands. "There we go, all tied up and gorgeous for me. Do your wrists burn with my name baby? Do you like how my name is tied onto your skin?" he asked, eyeing how the 'HAMILTON' part of the jacket was tied around your wrist. "I bet you like it don't you? That stinging sensation? I cannot wait to taste you my love, all wet and dripping for me" he continued, moving down to press his lips to your neck. He pushed his tongue out onto your skin, sucking the spot before licking over the spot repeatedly, letting his teeth sink onto a pulse point, shifting in his pants when his cock twitched at the moan that fell from your lips.

He ventured lower and lower, till he reached your chest, taking your nipple into his mouth, licking the sensitive nub, letting his teeth graze your areola. Above him, you were struggling against your bonds, wrists straining against their restraints., desperate to touch him, to feel his skin and his glorious muscles under your hands, but you couldn't, because your hands were bound, literally, "Oh my god please Lew, please let me touch you, please I need to touch you baby" "Not yet princess. You were a bad girl, and bad girls get punished my love. I'm not going to let you even graze my hand, if you don't shut that pretty little mouth of yours, before I do it for you" he growled back, feeling his own arousal grow as you whimpered again. He let his fingers fondle your other nipple, tweaking and pulling before taking it into his mouth too, as you felt the wetness run down your leg, soaking into the bedsheet.

Moaning again, you pressed your thighs together, desperate for some friction to relieve you of the throbbing pain in your core, the amount of arousal you were feeling making you feel like you were drowning in some sort of strong sea current, as Lewis's lips travelled lower, and his breath fanned over your throbbing cunt. "I can't wait to taste you my love" and with that he dived in, giving you almost no time to adjust, as he fucked you with his tongue, and his fingers toyed with your clit, sending you towards your high, before biting the sensitive bud softly "You taste like fucking candy love" "Oh fuck fuck fuck Lewis, I'm gonna -" you managed to gasp out as the gasp turned into scream of frustration when he pulled away. "What the fuck? Why'd you do that?!" you gasped out, chest rising and falling rapidly.

"Because like I told you, bad girls get punished" he replied, shoving his pants down his legs, before leaning over and grabbing a condom, pulling his calvin keins down his thighs, as his cock sprang free, smirking when you moaned at the sight, "Taking a good look baby?" he asked, crawling over to you. "You're just really gorgeous" you replied, straining against the jacket. "I know" he replied, pushing his rings off of his fingers. "No don't. Keep on em. I like em" you said, earning a smirk from the man again. "Want me to fuck you with my rings on? I'd love to" he said, watching as you squirmed again.

"Baby please let me touch you, I want to touch you so bad, please!" you practically begged, tears of frustration filling your eyes. "No baby. I'm going to fuck you with your hands tied and I'm going to mark you up" he replied, sliding the condom on and leaning over you, positioning his cock at your entrance. "Ready baby?" he asked,smiling a little as you nodded, the both of you moaning in sync when he pushed into you, your walls clenching onto his cock, as he settled into you, moaning when he sunk into you bit by bit. He gave you a few seconds to adjust, before he pulled out, making you let out half a moan and look at him questioningly, before he slammed back into you. You weren't expecting that, and a strangled scream left your lips when he filled you to the hilt, before bottoming out in you, hips snapping repeatedly into you, his cock moving inside you.

You moans and groans echoed off the walls, as your hands burned, the desperation in you threatening to drown you again. "oh my god, you feel so good, you fuck me so good, now baby please let me touch you!" you practically screamed, your voice catching when he angled his thrusts so the tip hit your g spot repeatedly. "Okay my love, you deserve it now. My baby desreves to touch me now, doesn't she?" "Yes please, especially when you fuck me this good, almost too good to be true" you stammered out clenching down on his cock again, feeling the slight stutter of his hips as you did. Lewis reached up to untie you, letting the jacket fall to the floor, and moaning when your hands dug into his back, scratching down his back, as he hissed at the feeling, loving the feeling of your nails raking down his back. "Fuck baby, do that again" he growled. "Only if you choke me" you moaned back, feeling him stutter again, and let out a moan.

His eyes widened, not completely used to you being so bold, but loving the wild side you let out. He reached up, wrapping his hand around your neck and squeezing a little, groaning when you let out a choked moan. "Harder" you moaned, feeling his cock twitch in you. "Oh fucking hell baby, I didn't know you liked it rough" he moaned, tightening his grip on your neck, cutting the air off ever so softly, snapping his hips into you faster, as your nails raked down your back even harder, leaving marks that would definitely hurt the next morning.

"That feels so good, oh my god, I love you so much" you gasped out wrapping your hand around his, causing him to squeeze a little harder. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum my love" Lewis moaned, groaning when you moved your hips thrusting up to meet his thrusts. 'Oh fuck" Lewis groaned, before releasing into you ,his finger reaching down to rub your clit repeatedly. Your moans echoed in the room, as he pinched your clit, as you squirted all over his cock.

Panting, Lewis sunk down next to you, chest rising and falling. "That was so good" you gasped out, resting your head on his chest. "Was that too much? Did I hurt you?" he asked, kissing your forehead. "No no I loved it. You should do that more often" you mumbled. Just as Lewis leaned in to kiss you, there was a knock at the door, making the both of you jump apart. "Are the both of you done yet?" a voice asked, making you blush. "Oh my god. We forgot about the guests!" you gasped, making Lewis laugh, as he kissed you softly. "I know which one I'd rather do again" he mumbled, laughing when you kissed him back. "Don't go for round two, atleast let us leave first!" the voice yelled again, as Lewis stood up from the bed to get dressed.

"Oh and by the way, you're wearing that jacket downstairs"

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“I Got You”

Characters: Odell Beckham Jr. x Black!OC (Nicole)

Summary: All Odell wants to do is take his wife on a fun date, but things go left. What happens when Nicole’s insecurities resurface and irritation sparks an argument?

Warnings: A little profanity. Some harassment. Low self-esteem. Tension with a heavy dose of fluff and smut to follow. Oral and unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap that willy). You’ve been warned 😈.

A/N: I’ve been having a hard time finishing part four of Disastrous Deception and I wanted to give you all something to hold you over. I promise I’ve been working 😩. This is something I wrote a while back. Taking a break from my hubby (in my head 😆) Angel Reyes and bringing you all some sexy ass OBJ content. I wrote this for my plus-sized melanated Queens 😍. Please excuse any grammatical errors. Hope you all enjoy it!

Word Count: 1,400+

What is it with men and their bright ideas? Nicole’s idea of the perfect Saturday night was staying in, ordering takeout, and curling up on the couch with her husband. That’s not asking too much, right? That was the plan until Odell waltzed his happy ass in their bedroom and begged her to go to a freaking haunted house.

“Come on baby we should go. It’ll be fun. What, you scared? Now you know daddy gon’ protect yo fine ass,” he said as his New Orleans accent made an appearance.

“No! Odell I don’t like shit popping out at me. I’ma be ready to swing on everybody. Plus as soon as we’re spotted it will be impossible to enjoy it. It’ll be just like last weekend when we were trying to have a nice quiet dinner,” she replied. Thousands of pleas later Nicole finally gave in and said yes.

As she expected, the date was cut short and the couple spent the hour drive home arguing and giving each other the silent treatment. The date had ended abruptly due to the fact that some jackass thought it would be funny to scare the hell out of them and get it on tape so he could sell the footage to the highest bidder. The guy had scared Nicole so badly that he caused her to trip and roll her ankle. To make a terrible situation even worse the man didn’t even apologize or ask if she was okay. He just laughed and continued to capture the embarrassing moment. This in turn pissed Odell off. He snatched the phone away from him and handed it to the bodyguard to delete the footage while he beat the dude’s ass. It took forever for their bodyguard to finally pull Odell off of the Jerk.

Instead of those running the establishment being sympathetic to the couple’s situation they kicked everyone involved out. As the couple pulled into the driveway Nicole attempted to get out of the car on her own. She failed miserably and was about to ask the bodyguard to help her into the house when she was cut off by Odell.

“Why don’t you let your husband help you for once,” he snapped.

“What is your problem? How is it that you’re mad at me,” she asked in a smart ass tone.

“Just come on,” he replied while scooping her out of the car.

Odell carried her inside the house and sat her down gently on the couch. He removed her shoes and propped her swollen ankle on top of some throw pillows.

“I’m going to fix you some ice for your ankle. Or do you want someone else to do that as well,” he griped.

“Why are you so angry at me for letting the bodyguard carry me,” she asked, throwing her hands up in a defeated manner.

“That shit was embarrassing. You got people out here thinking I can’t take care of my wife,” he replied.

There it was. Odell had an attitude because the damn bodyguard carried me to the car. He didn’t get to be the big hero and save the day.

“I asked Jay to carry me because I’m already self conscious about my weight. That’s one of the main reasons I didn’t want to go in the first place. I knew I’d fall or do something embarrassing. Haunted Houses are not for me. I take up more space than others,” she explained with sadness in her voice.

“People already have opinions about our relationship. Do you know how many people, both male and female, I've overheard talking about us? They think it’s a shame that you’re married to a plus sized woman. Why let you carry me out of there and give them more to talk about,” Nicole questioned.

“Please excuse my language and with all due respect, fuck what anybody else talking about. How many times do we need to have this discussion Nicki? Babygirl, I love you just the way you are. No matter what size you are. No matter what size you’ll ever be. I’ma love you regardless baby. It’s not just your physical that makes me love you. It’s everything about you. Been about ya, still about ya, always gonna be about ya love,” he said grabbing Nicole’s face and giving her a passionate kiss.

After a few moments he pulled back from the kiss. “How much pain are you in,” Odell asked in a seductive tone while licking his lips.

“It’s pretty painful but you said all those beautiful things and kissed me like that. Now you got a bish panties wet. Fuck it, I’ma take any pain coming my way like a G. I just hope some of that pain is the good type of pain,” she replied biting her lip.

In a matter of moments she was picked up from the couch and gently tossed on their bed. Odell was eager to show Nicole just how much he loved every single curve she had.

He slowly undressed Nicole and laid her down. He removed his clothing and laid between her thighs. Odell kissed from her lips down to her neck and began leaving love bites all over her breast. He took one of her nipples into his mouth as he snaked his hands between her thighs and began to rub her most sensitive spot. Nicole threw her head back into the pillows and let out a slight moan.

“Odell...baby,” she moaned as he slipped two fingers inside her.

He released her nipple when he noticed she had closed her eyes.

“I want to see those pretty brown eyes. Look at me baby,” he demanded.

Nicole’s eyes fluttered open and she bit her lip as she made eye contact with him. Odell grinned and kept his eyes trained on her as he slid down between her legs. His eyes were now burning with desire. He planted kisses all over the insides of her thighs as she grew impatient.

“Baby don’t play games please,” she begged.

He quickly went to work on her taking her ball of nerves into his mouth. He sucked and licked it as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of her.

“You taste so good baby. I love every part of you. These thick ass thighs drive me crazy,” he said as he gave them a squeeze and sank his face deeper while locking her into place.

“Shit! Odell baby,” she moaned loudly.

“Don’t let go baby not yet,” he said as he pulled his mouth away from her.

Before she could get mad he made his way back up to her and gave her another passionate kiss as he slammed into her. Nicole screamed into the kiss as he gave her a few moments to adjust to his size. She began to move her hips to signal that she was ready. Wrapping her legs firmly around his waist Odell began to pound into her.

“You feel that? Huh baby? Who wouldn’t love your beautiful ass,” he grunted as he went deeper.

“Plus size or not I’ma always be able to handle you my baby. This my shit. No one else’s. Mine! Let me show just how good I can handle you baby,” he moaned out as he pulled out of her and grabbed her ankles pulling her to the edge of the bed.

Odell stood and draped her legs over his shoulders sliding back into her. All Nicole could manage to vocalize was a whimper. They were both close to climax as she cried out, “Shit! Baby I-I’m about to-I can’t take much more!”

His thrusts became more erratic and sloppy. “I know baby me too. Shit! Let it go baby,” Odell replied as he reached down and rubbed her pearl to get her there faster. Moments later they both climaxed together.

Odell removed her shaking legs from his shoulders and gently slid her back up to the pillows so she could come down from her orgasm. He collapsed beside her and pulled her over to him so she could lay on his chest. He tilted her chin up and gave her a few pecks. Looking into her eyes he smiled and licked his lips.

“Please don’t ever doubt my love for you. Trust me when I tell you I got you. If I wanna carry ya ass all over a damn grocery store or shopping mall for no reason at all I’m going to do it. I need there to be no questions asked. Understood Mrs. Beckham,” he demanded while slapping her ass.

“Ouch babe! Okay, Mr. Beckham. I love you,” she replied and gave him another kiss.

“I love your stubborn ass too,” he retorted. After a quick nap they went a few more rounds and iced her ankle again before knocking out for the night.

Hope y’all enjoyed it! Thank you so much for reading. Be sure to leave feedback. Comments and re-blogs would are greatly appreciated ♥️.

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[ao3feed-new-england-patriots]

recovery

by whisperedwords

But the game is over. Done. In the books. Preseason is preseason.

(also known as "The One Where Whisperedwords Copes With Odell Beckham Jr Being Hurt")

Words: 3890, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 5 of YingYang!verse

Fandoms: National Football League RPF

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Odell Beckham Jr./Eli Manning

Additional Tags: Fluff, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon Compliant, Body Worship, please dont look at me, Smut

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[miyuhpapayuh]

You've been missed.

Odell Beckham Jr as Ryan

"I shouldn't even be calling you, right now...." Tyra stresses, staring down at her deep navy nails.

"Then, why are you?" Ryan asks, with a slight slur in his words. He had been drinking and her calling was the icing on the cake for him.

"Can you just come over? I don't wanna do this over the phone."

He sighs, heavily. "Aight. Give me ten."

She hangs up and tosses her phone beside her.

This has been the third sporadic time this month, she'd decided to call him up to have him fulfill her needs, which he secretly enjoyed. Maybe even a little more than she did.

She stands up from her bed and walks towards her full-length mirror, fixing her midnight blue lingerie set against her mahogany complexion.

Her phone buzzes with a single text message. She picks her phone up and smirks, feeling his impatience radiate through the screen.

🙄 Bring yo ass downstairs.

Pulling her black robe up from her chair and slipping it on, she heads downstairs and unlocks her front door, finding him leaning against the doorframe.

"Wassup, mama?" He walks inside, causing her to walk backwards. He closes the door behind himself and wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her close to him.

"I missed you." She pouts, running her finger along the gold chain adorning his neck.

He wears a smirk that's currently making her insides do somersaults. "I know you did, babygirl. I missed yo pretty ass, too."

"You ain't sound like it on the phone." Her brows furrow. He licks his lips, before kissing hers.

"Cause you be tryna act like you don't know what you want. You can ask for this dick, anytime you want, you know that." A smile spreads across her lips, before she can stop it.

"You're annoying."

"Mhm, my annoying ass bout to put you to sleep."

Picking her up, he tosses her over his shoulder and heads upstairs, into her room. Placing her on the bed, he pulls his shirt over his head and climbs on top of her, pushing the robe away from her shoulder.

"Oh, it's like that? You must be feenin'." His arrogance would usually get on her nerves, but in this moment, it made her wetter.

Instead of responding, she grabs his chin and presses her lips against his, moaning into his mouth.

Snatching the robe off completely, his lips find her neck and begin working on her sweet spot. Her hands slide down his chest and unbutton his jeans, tugging them down.

Pushing her hands away, he slides down on his knees and pulls her panties to the side, salivating at the sight of her nectar covered lips.

Placing his thumb on her clit, he rubs it in circles, while she stares down at him through her lashes.

"She missed you, daddy..." running her hand over his curls, she purrs and moves her hips against his hand.

"I see that shit. You wet as hell." Removing his hand, he places a kiss on her clit, causing her hips to jerk.

"Stop playin'..."

Ryan smirks and removes her panties, before running his tongue along her slit. Her mouth falls open and her thighs quiver slightly.

"Fuck..." his tongue wraps around her bud, sucking hard enough to make her eyes roll back, then soft enough to make her moans rise in volume.

"Unh! I missed your mouth on me... fuck!" Tyra's voice squeaks at the end of her sentence, due to him covering her entire mound with his wet mouth, running his tongue up and down her folds.

"Oh my God—" her hands push at his shoulders, trying to push him away from her sopping wet core. Ryan's hands grip her hips, keeping her in place.

"I'm gonna cum!" Her head falls back onto the bed as her orgasm rises quickly. She drapes a leg over his shoulder, beginning to twist underneath him.

"Ohh fuck! I'm cumming!" Pushing her leg up, Ryan continues to slurp her honey, while she cries out and scoots away from him.

Ryan stands up and pushes his jeans and briefs the rest of the way down, allowing Tyra to catch her breath. Soon enough, his thick rod makes an appearance and her second set of lips slick all over again at the sight.

"Come here, daddy." She purrs, dragging her hand down her body. Obliging, he pulls her towards the edge of the bed and glides into her without a second thought.

Tyra's eyes flutter shut, and her mouth falls open. Ryan stills inside of her, gripping her thigh to sustain his self-control.

"God dammit, girl." Wasting not a single minute, he begins to thrust into her, heavily. Her fingers wrap around his wrist, squeezing tightly.

"Ah ssss—shit! Just like that, baby."

Pulling her leg onto his waist, Ryan bites her skin and picks up speed, much to Tyra's liking. Her praises fill his ears like his favorite song, while her nails find his chest and leave scratches behind.

"You love this dick?"

"Yes!"

"Say that shit."

"I love it— I love this dick, babyyy!" She pulls him down to her level, sliding her tongue into his mouth, moaning at the sweet taste of her left behind.

Retracting his hips, Ryan begins slamming into her, jacking her breathing up. His hand finds her neck, cutting off the rest of her oxygen and sending her body into a frenzy.

His lips find her ear, mumbling the nastiest shit she's ever heard him say. Her chest caves as her walls do the same, closing in on him.

"You're so deep.... so deep..."

"You want me to stop?"

"No!— don't stop!"

"Say it, again."

"Don't stop! Oh my God, please don't stop!"

His thrusts continue to make her core tighten. She grips the back of his neck, feeling her peak crashing towards her.

"I'm cumming!" Her walls suck him into a tight grip as her climax hits.

Before she can fully react, she's on her knees, arched perfectly for his taking.

"You ain't think I was done, did you?" He asks against of her ear.

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[miyuhpapayuh]

He got game 3.

Sasha - fast ass shorty with the pretty curls

"Odell." A sweet, sultry voice calls out from the stairwell.

Jay leans over and kisses his teeth. "Ya lil groupie lookin' for you."

Odell smirks, already knowing who it is. "Shorty been on me for a week. I told her she'd have to beg for it, but I ain't think she would take me up on the opportunity."

"You're such a fuckin' hoe, you know that?" Sean says, shaking his head.

"And don't even start rippin' on me, cause while your stupid ass was out messin' with Lexi, ol girl gave me the business."

"Who's 'ol girl'?"

"Sabrina." He says with a wink.

"Hm... so that just leaves our sad ass friend, here." Odell sympathetically pats Jay on the back.

"What about you tellin' Hunter how much you like her, you dick."

"She still ain't takin' me seriously—"

"You surely are helping your case, might I add." Jay quips.

"Shut the fuck up, man. Where's your girlfriend?"

"You sad you ain't gettin' none?" Sean chimes in.

"No, cause unlike y'all, I'm not a whore. Y'all gon catch somethin' at the same time." He pushes past them and heads down the hall.

"Well, it's time to give shorty what she wants." He rubs his hands together.

"Class starts in five minutes, bro." Sean says, pulling his bag over his shoulder.

"Since when have I ever given a fuck?" Leaving his bag on the floor, he daps Sean up and heads for the stairs.

Before his foot hits the bottom step, Sasha grabs his hand and pulls him into the corner.

"You done playin' with me?" She bites down on her glossed bottom lip.

"Mhm... you want this dick, now?"

"You wanna give it to me, now?" She slides her hands into his sweats.

"Shit. You just wait til this bell ring, I'm tearin yo ass up." She squeals, pulling him in for a kiss that sends chills through him.

The next three minutes, Sasha teasingly rubs her hand up under his sweatshirt, grazing her coffin shaped nails against his chest.

"Why'd you tease me for so long?" She asks, grabbing his hand to press it against her bare ass, underneath her mini skirt.

The bell rings and everybody clears off the stairs, heading to their classes or their cars, leaving the pair alone.

"Come with me."

Leading her down the stairs a bit, they stop near the middle, where a vacant classroom sits. He opens the door and pulls her inside, closing the door quietly behind himself.

"Bend over the desk." Pressing her flush against the cool surface, he grunts at the sight of her plump ass and wet pussy.

Not wasting an ounce of time, he pushes his sweats down and rubs himself against her wet center, eliciting a soft purr from her.

Sliding into her, he bottoms out and she tightens around him with an airy moan. "Fuck..."

"Ease up or this'll be over quick." He grunts, feeling her loosen up, so he can begin driving into her at a rough enough pace to make the desk lightly scrape against the floor.

"Unh!" Gripping her curls in his hand, he speeds up, making her grip the edge of the desk with both hands.

"Tight ass pussy," she moans in response, biting down on her bottom lip to keep from being too loud.

"How does it feel?" He pulls her up somewhat, her hands now flat on the surface.

"Mm!" She whimpers, feeling him hit her spot.

"Tell me, babygirl." He releases her hair and grips the back of her neck.

"It feels so good!" She screeches, letting her head fall forward.

"Squeeze that pussy, baby.." she tightens back around him, while he digs deeper into her, causing her eyes to roll back.

"Fuck," he growls into her ear, "some of the best pussy I've ever had."

A smile spreads across her lips. "Shut up— fuck me!"

Pushing her back against the desk, he drills into her like a madman. Her moans heighten in volume, beyond her control.

"Fuuuck!" She whines, reaching back to push him away once the pit of her stomach starts to burn.

"Take this dick." He pushes her hand away, continuing his sweet torture on her body.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum— oh shit! Ohhh shiiiiit!" Her legs begin to shake as her orgasm washes over her, making her body feels like it's on fire.

In the midst of her high, she clamps down on him, bringing him closer to his own nut.

"You gon' suck the nut out this dick?" His hands finds her hair, again.

"Yes, daddy." Pulling out of her, he pulls her upright and brings her to her knees in front of him, watching as she wraps her lips around his wet dick, bobbing her head quickly.

"Shit... just like that." He tosses his head back, feeling it grow closer.

She wraps her lips around his flushed head and sucks, fervently, causing his mouth to hang open.

"Fuck... ima nut all in that pretty mouth." She grazes her nails against his leg and he twitches between her lips.

"I'm cummin'," his eyes shut, tightly as he releases down her throat, which she gladly swallows.

"Fuckin' nasty ass." He smirks, helping her up from the floor, pulling her skirt back down over her ass, all while pulling his own sweats back up.

She giggles and smooths her hand over her messy curls. "Thanks for the dick, asshole."

"Anytime, brat."

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[miyuhpapayuh]

He got game 4

Adina: The Cougar Next Door

Summertime rolled around, and Odell's mother encouraged him to take up a little summer job, so he could have some money in his pocket to do as he wished.

He wasn't allergic to hard work, so he welcomed the idea. At first he wasn't sure what he'd want to do to make money, but when he saw his next door neighbor, Adina, a 32-year-old divorcee, tending to the hanging garden that occupied her front porch, he knew just what to do.

One warm, yet breezy Thursday afternoon he caught her outside and voiced his proposition of taking care of her yard work. She happily accepted, offering more than fair compensation.

The first week went by uneventfully, as he planned on how he'd put the moves on his vixen of a neighbor. On a couple of occasions, he caught her second-too-long stares as he pushed and pulled the lawn mower across the grass.

Bingo.

With her paid vacation underway, she didn't have much else that needed her attention. She didn't have children, just her Egyptian Mau, Perla, a sassy kitten that seemingly preferred to be by herself.

On a particularly boring early afternoon, she found herself sitting on her porch swing in a cream colored sundress that bared an expansive amount of thigh, fanning herself with a vintage paper fan as she watched Odell manicure her front lawn. She sat with a bit more interest when he decided to ditch his beater and hang it over his shoulders.

She knew she shouldn't be having the thoughts that ran through her head about this boy. He was over a decade her junior, for God's sake! But God knows the way those beads of sweat dripped down his sculpted torso made her drip below the belt. Her conscience was telling her to get away and take a quick ride with the windows down. Anything to clear her mind, but the little succubus on her shoulder urged her to take him for a test drive.

Weighing each decision carefully, her dark side won out. She was determined to find out if he could make her kitten purr.

Pouring some ice-cold strawberry lemonade into a glass, she made her way over to Odell, tapping him to get his attention as he had earbuds in.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Honey, you make me sound like a grandma," she joked, "Adina's fine. Here," she handed him the refreshing drink, "I know it's hot as hell out here."

She had to fan herself when he flashed that brilliant white smile her way. "Appreciate it, Adina."

"You look like you could use a break. Out here with this sun beating on you. Come sit down and get some of this air conditioner."

Come inside and get this throat is what he heard. It's what she might as well have said.

"I'd like that." She led him inside and he thanked his lucky stars his mother was working until the late evening today.

He might be here a while.

He sighed in pure relief when the cold central air made contact with his blazing hot skin.

"I see you inhaled that lemonade, sugar. Want another glass?"

"Actually, I'd rather drink you."

"Hm. And here I thought I'd have to play the coy game." Shamelessly, she let her dress fall from her body. A scrap of black lace you could barely classify as underwear was the only thing adorning her now. She hooked her finger in the front of his basketball shorts.

"Follow me."

She led him to her spa-like bathroom that had a shower big enough to fit at least five people. After fiddling with a couple knobs, water rained down from the ceiling. Pleased with the temperature, she rid herself of her panties. Bending at the waist, she peeled them down her legs giving him the perfect view of her glistening cove. She flung the piece of cloth at him, and he caught it, sticking them in the pocket of his shorts.

She entered the shower, standing directly under the water. He watched mesmerized as the steaming water cascaded down her figure.

"Care to join me? Or would you rather stand there drooling on yourself?" she chuckled. He was out of his remaining clothes and in the shower in record time.

Taking her mango-scented body wash, she squeezed some into her palm, working it into a rich lather. Starting at his neck, she worked her hands down his body, washing him down.

Slipping down to her knees to wash lower, and she's face to face with the prettiest dick she's ever seen. Long, girthy, with a thick vein going up the underside.

Perfect.

She gripped it, running the flat of her tongue along that vein. Placing a sloppy kiss to the tip, she winked before swallowing him whole. She used one of her free hands to rub her clit and the other to massage his balls.

He exhaled roughly through his nose, gripping her thick, wet hair in his fingers. She relaxed her throat allowing him to fuck her face however he liked.

She slid two of her fingers into herself, moaning around him.

"Fuck," he bit out as the vibrations from her mouth covered him.

He pulled out of her mouth before he could bust in it, and placed her on the bench in the recess of the shower wall, kneeling between her legs. He draped them over his shoulders, and went to work, licking a stripe up her slit much like she did earlier making her hiss.

He was intrigued by the tiny gold bar that went through her hood. He investigated it with his tongue. He must have tripped something because his mouth started to vibrate, eliciting a gasp from her.

'So she's that kinda freak,' he thought. He licked circles around her clit while the vibing piercing did its thing. He could just barely make out her sweet little moans as his head was basically sandwiched between her thighs.

Her head was thrown back in pleasure, moaning loudly into the damp air. A hand was threaded through his curls, while the other tweaked her nipple.

"Fuck, I'm about to cum!" she ended on a shriek. He groaned against her already overstimulated clit, setting her off. She made a mess of her juices all over his face.

Getting eye-level with her, he pressed their lips together making her taste herself. She tasted even better on his tongue.

Exiting the shower, he forewent drying off, and bent her over the counter. He sent a heavy smack to her ass, surprised when she asked for another, harder this time. Quick to oblige, he made sure to leave a nice, bright red mark this time. One of the sexiest sounds left her mouth in appreciation making his dick stiffer than he thought possible.

Moving behind her, he tapped his head against her a few times before sliding in, filling her to the hilt causing them both curse at the contact. He spread her open to making sure he got as deep as possible with each stroke. She had to brace herself against the mirror for fear of hitting it headfirst with how powerful his thrusts were.

"You're so--," he hits her spot so good she almost loses her balance, "fuck baby, you're so fucking deep!"

She brings one of her arms back to press against his abs to relieve the building pressure.

He caught her arm, holding it behind her back. Gripping her neck, he pulled her back placing his mouth against her ear.

"You gon take all this fucking dick. Got it?" It was like he was stealing the breath from her body with how deep he was.

“Got it?!"

He tightened his grip on her, moving painstakingly slow, pulling out so far she thought he'd pull out, just to slam back into her wetness full force driving her insane.

"Yes! Yes imma take all of it!" Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her jaw hanging slack as he brought her closer and closer to spilling all over him.

"Good girl."

He knew she was close, and he wasn't far behind.

"You ‘bout to make me cum all up in this good shit, baby. You want that?" he licked up the side of her face.

"Mmm, yeah give me all that nut, big boy."

"Take that shit, then." She began throwing it back on him recklessly, meeting him thrust for thrust, obscene, wet sounds filling the bathroom.

Together, they came loudly & noisily, with her wetting up his dick and thighs. She pulsated around him, milking every drop she could. He collapsed on top of her, their sweaty bodies sticking together as they tried to regain control of their breathing. She reached back, rubbing soothing circles against the back of his neck with her fingertips.

"I'm gonna have to raise your pay," she joked tiredly.

Lmao this one was wild. Enjoy!

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[ao3feed-new-england-patriots]

interlude no.1

by whisperedwords

E and O take a vacation to Miami during the offseason. (“I don’t know, E…I could show you a good time.” “How about,” Eli responds, “I show you a good time tonight, instead? I mean, if you’re up for it, that is.”)

Words: 2316, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of YingYang!verse

Fandoms: National Football League RPF

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Odell Beckham Jr./Eli Manning

Additional Tags: Idiots in Love, Vacation, Fluff and Smut, Mostly Fluff

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[miyuhpapayuh]

No tumblr is really pissing me off these days! & girl he really do need to leave her alone, but he ain't 🤭

And yes, bad ass high schoolers! And shol is, chile! Stay tuned!

He got game 3.

Sasha - fast ass shorty with the pretty curls

"Odell." A sweet, sultry voice calls out from the stairwell.

Jay leans over and kisses his teeth. "Ya lil groupie lookin' for you."

Odell smirks, already knowing who it is. "Shorty been on me for a week. I told her she'd have to beg for it, but I ain't think she would take me up on the opportunity."

"You're such a fuckin' hoe, you know that?" Sean says, shaking his head.

"And don't even start rippin' on me, cause while your stupid ass was out messin' with Lexi, ol girl gave me the business."

"Who's 'ol girl'?"

"Sabrina." He says with a wink.

"Hm... so that just leaves our sad ass friend, here." Odell sympathetically pats Jay on the back.

"What about you tellin' Hunter how much you like her, you dick."

"She still ain't takin' me seriously—"

"You surely are helping your case, might I add." Jay quips.

"Shut the fuck up, man. Where's your girlfriend?"

"You sad you ain't gettin' none?" Sean chimes in.

"No, cause unlike y'all, I'm not a whore. Y'all gon catch somethin' at the same time." He pushes past them and heads down the hall.

"Well, it's time to give shorty what she wants." He rubs his hands together.

"Class starts in five minutes, bro." Sean says, pulling his bag over his shoulder.

"Since when have I ever given a fuck?" Leaving his bag on the floor, he daps Sean up and heads for the stairs.

Before his foot hits the bottom step, Sasha grabs his hand and pulls him into the corner.

"You done playin' with me?" She bites down on her glossed bottom lip.

"Mhm... you want this dick, now?"

"You wanna give it to me, now?" She slides her hands into his sweats.

"Shit. You just wait til this bell ring, I'm tearin yo ass up." She squeals, pulling him in for a kiss that sends chills through him.

The next three minutes, Sasha teasingly rubs her hand up under his sweatshirt, grazing her coffin shaped nails against his chest.

"Why'd you tease me for so long?" She asks, grabbing his hand to press it against her bare ass, underneath her mini skirt.

The bell rings and everybody clears off the stairs, heading to their classes or their cars, leaving the pair alone.

"Come with me."

Leading her down the stairs a bit, they stop near the middle, where a vacant classroom sits. He opens the door and pulls her inside, closing the door quietly behind himself.

"Bend over the desk." Pressing her flush against the cool surface, he grunts at the sight of her plump ass and wet pussy.

Not wasting an ounce of time, he pushes his sweats down and rubs himself against her wet center, eliciting a soft purr from her.

Sliding into her, he bottoms out and she tightens around him with an airy moan. "Fuck..."

"Ease up or this'll be over quick." He grunts, feeling her loosen up, so he can begin driving into her at a rough enough pace to make the desk lightly scrape against the floor.

"Unh!" Gripping her curls in his hand, he speeds up, making her grip the edge of the desk with both hands.

"Tight ass pussy," she moans in response, biting down on her bottom lip to keep from being too loud.

"How does it feel?" He pulls her up somewhat, her hands now flat on the surface.

"Mm!" She whimpers, feeling him hit her spot.

"Tell me, babygirl." He releases her hair and grips the back of her neck.

"It feels so good!" She screeches, letting her head fall forward.

"Squeeze that pussy, baby.." she tightens back around him, while he digs deeper into her, causing her eyes to roll back.

"Fuck," he growls into her ear, "some of the best pussy I've ever had."

A smile spreads across her lips. "Shut up— fuck me!"

Pushing her back against the desk, he drills into her like a madman. Her moans heighten in volume, beyond her control.

"Fuuuck!" She whines, reaching back to push him away once the pit of her stomach starts to burn.

"Take this dick." He pushes her hand away, continuing his sweet torture on her body.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum— oh shit! Ohhh shiiiiit!" Her legs begin to shake as her orgasm washes over her, making her body feels like it's on fire.

In the midst of her high, she clamps down on him, bringing him closer to his own nut.

"You gon' suck the nut out this dick?" His hands finds her hair, again.

"Yes, daddy." Pulling out of her, he pulls her upright and brings her to her knees in front of him, watching as she wraps her lips around his wet dick, bobbing her head quickly.

"Shit... just like that." He tosses his head back, feeling it grow closer.

She wraps her lips around his flushed head and sucks, fervently, causing his mouth to hang open.

"Fuck... ima nut all in that pretty mouth." She grazes her nails against his leg and he twitches between her lips.

"I'm cummin'," his eyes shut, tightly as he releases down her throat, which she gladly swallows.

"Fuckin' nasty ass." He smirks, helping her up from the floor, pulling her skirt back down over her ass, all while pulling his own sweats back up.

She giggles and smooths her hand over her messy curls. "Thanks for the dick, asshole."

"Anytime, brat."

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[megamindsecretlair]

Wait chuz 🥲🥲🥲 this was TEW FN HOT LORDT JEEVUZ I NEED TO GO LAY DOWNNNNNNN! GREAT JOB!!!

He got game 4

Adina: The Cougar Next Door

Summertime rolled around, and Odell's mother encouraged him to take up a little summer job, so he could have some money in his pocket to do as he wished.

He wasn't allergic to hard work, so he welcomed the idea. At first he wasn't sure what he'd want to do to make money, but when he saw his next door neighbor, Adina, a 32-year-old divorcee, tending to the hanging garden that occupied her front porch, he knew just what to do.

One warm, yet breezy Thursday afternoon he caught her outside and voiced his proposition of taking care of her yard work. She happily accepted, offering more than fair compensation.

The first week went by uneventfully, as he planned on how he'd put the moves on his vixen of a neighbor. On a couple of occasions, he caught her second-too-long stares as he pushed and pulled the lawn mower across the grass.

Bingo.

With her paid vacation underway, she didn't have much else that needed her attention. She didn't have children, just her Egyptian Mau, Perla, a sassy kitten that seemingly preferred to be by herself.

On a particularly boring early afternoon, she found herself sitting on her porch swing in a cream colored sundress that bared an expansive amount of thigh, fanning herself with a vintage paper fan as she watched Odell manicure her front lawn. She sat with a bit more interest when he decided to ditch his beater and hang it over his shoulders.

She knew she shouldn't be having the thoughts that ran through her head about this boy. He was over a decade her junior, for God's sake! But God knows the way those beads of sweat dripped down his sculpted torso made her drip below the belt. Her conscience was telling her to get away and take a quick ride with the windows down. Anything to clear her mind, but the little succubus on her shoulder urged her to take him for a test drive.

Weighing each decision carefully, her dark side won out. She was determined to find out if he could make her kitten purr.

Pouring some ice-cold strawberry lemonade into a glass, she made her way over to Odell, tapping him to get his attention as he had earbuds in.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Honey, you make me sound like a grandma," she joked, "Adina's fine. Here," she handed him the refreshing drink, "I know it's hot as hell out here."

She had to fan herself when he flashed that brilliant white smile her way. "Appreciate it, Adina."

"You look like you could use a break. Out here with this sun beating on you. Come sit down and get some of this air conditioner."

Come inside and get this throat is what he heard. It's what she might as well have said.

"I'd like that." She led him inside and he thanked his lucky stars his mother was working until the late evening today.

He might be here a while.

He sighed in pure relief when the cold central air made contact with his blazing hot skin.

"I see you inhaled that lemonade, sugar. Want another glass?"

"Actually, I'd rather drink you."

"Hm. And here I thought I'd have to play the coy game." Shamelessly, she let her dress fall from her body. A scrap of black lace you could barely classify as underwear was the only thing adorning her now. She hooked her finger in the front of his basketball shorts.

"Follow me."

She led him to her spa-like bathroom that had a shower big enough to fit at least five people. After fiddling with a couple knobs, water rained down from the ceiling. Pleased with the temperature, she rid herself of her panties. Bending at the waist, she peeled them down her legs giving him the perfect view of her glistening cove. She flung the piece of cloth at him, and he caught it, sticking them in the pocket of his shorts.

She entered the shower, standing directly under the water. He watched mesmerized as the steaming water cascaded down her figure.

"Care to join me? Or would you rather stand there drooling on yourself?" she chuckled. He was out of his remaining clothes and in the shower in record time.

Taking her mango-scented body wash, she squeezed some into her palm, working it into a rich lather. Starting at his neck, she worked her hands down his body, washing him down.

Slipping down to her knees to wash lower, and she's face to face with the prettiest dick she's ever seen. Long, girthy, with a thick vein going up the underside.

Perfect.

She gripped it, running the flat of her tongue along that vein. Placing a sloppy kiss to the tip, she winked before swallowing him whole. She used one of her free hands to rub her clit and the other to massage his balls.

He exhaled roughly through his nose, gripping her thick, wet hair in his fingers. She relaxed her throat allowing him to fuck her face however he liked.

She slid two of her fingers into herself, moaning around him.

"Fuck," he bit out as the vibrations from her mouth covered him.

He pulled out of her mouth before he could bust in it, and placed her on the bench in the recess of the shower wall, kneeling between her legs. He draped them over his shoulders, and went to work, licking a stripe up her slit much like she did earlier making her hiss.

He was intrigued by the tiny gold bar that went through her hood. He investigated it with his tongue. He must have tripped something because his mouth started to vibrate, eliciting a gasp from her.

'So she's that kinda freak,' he thought. He licked circles around her clit while the vibing piercing did its thing. He could just barely make out her sweet little moans as his head was basically sandwiched between her thighs.

Her head was thrown back in pleasure, moaning loudly into the damp air. A hand was threaded through his curls, while the other tweaked her nipple.

"Fuck, I'm about to cum!" she ended on a shriek. He groaned against her already overstimulated clit, setting her off. She made a mess of her juices all over his face.

Getting eye-level with her, he pressed their lips together making her taste herself. She tasted even better on his tongue.

Exiting the shower, he forewent drying off, and bent her over the counter. He sent a heavy smack to her ass, surprised when she asked for another, harder this time. Quick to oblige, he made sure to leave a nice, bright red mark this time. One of the sexiest sounds left her mouth in appreciation making his dick stiffer than he thought possible.

Moving behind her, he tapped his head against her a few times before sliding in, filling her to the hilt causing them both curse at the contact. He spread her open to making sure he got as deep as possible with each stroke. She had to brace herself against the mirror for fear of hitting it headfirst with how powerful his thrusts were.

"You're so--," he hits her spot so good she almost loses her balance, "fuck baby, you're so fucking deep!"

She brings one of her arms back to press against his abs to relieve the building pressure.

He caught her arm, holding it behind her back. Gripping her neck, he pulled her back placing his mouth against her ear.

"You gon take all this fucking dick. Got it?" It was like he was stealing the breath from her body with how deep he was.

“Got it?!"

He tightened his grip on her, moving painstakingly slow, pulling out so far she thought he'd pull out, just to slam back into her wetness full force driving her insane.

"Yes! Yes imma take all of it!" Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her jaw hanging slack as he brought her closer and closer to spilling all over him.

"Good girl."

He knew she was close, and he wasn't far behind.

"You ‘bout to make me cum all up in this good shit, baby. You want that?" he licked up the side of her face.

"Mmm, yeah give me all that nut, big boy."

"Take that shit, then." She began throwing it back on him recklessly, meeting him thrust for thrust, obscene, wet sounds filling the bathroom.

Together, they came loudly & noisily, with her wetting up his dick and thighs. She pulsated around him, milking every drop she could. He collapsed on top of her, their sweaty bodies sticking together as they tried to regain control of their breathing. She reached back, rubbing soothing circles against the back of his neck with her fingertips.

"I'm gonna have to raise your pay," she joked tiredly.

Lmao this one was wild. Enjoy!

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