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Draft Night Whispers

Draft Night Whispers

I lay there panting, my body still sweating from the explosive release we'd just shared. Elena had been horny all day, her pussy wet and dripping long before we tumbled into bed. Now we were snuggling close, her strong arm draped possessively over my chest. 'You felt so good inside me, Zach,' she murmured with a wicked grin. 'But don't think we're done yet.'

The phone rang, shattering the haze. I reached for it, seeing Marcus's name flash on the screen. 'Hey, man,' I answered, trying to sound casual. 'What's the latest on the NHL draft?'

'Zach! The team's about to make a huge pick. You watching this? We need to talk strategy,' Marcus said, his voice buzzing with excitement.

Elena raised an eyebrow, her hand sliding down with purpose. She gripped my cock, already stirring hard again, and began stroking it slowly. 'Tell him the only draft I'm interested in is the one where you fill me up,' she whispered sharply in my ear, her tone commanding and playful. 'Your friend's chatting hockey while your wife's pussy is aching for round two. How's that for a power play?'

I stifled a groan, my free hand clenching the sheets. 'Uh, yeah Marcus, the draft looks intense. Who do you think they'll grab?' I managed, as Elena's fingers worked me expertly.

'You're getting distracted already?' she teased louder, her breath hot against my neck. 'I want your cock deep in my ass while you pretend to listen. Or maybe a quick blowjob first—suck you dry until you cum down my throat. Your call, stud.' Her words were sharp, witty, and utterly in control; Elena never begged, she demanded.

Marcus droned on about prospects, oblivious, but my focus shattered as she straddled me, guiding my hard cock into her dripping wet pussy. 'Hang up or don't—I don't care,' she panted, riding me with fierce rhythm, her ass grinding down hard. 'Fuck me like you mean it, Zach. Make me cum again while your best friend talks drafts.'

The call faded into static as our bodies collided, her strong hips driving us toward another explosive climax, sweat-slicked and utterly insatiable.

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