Hard & Deep: A Football Romance

Ollie nodded. “Yeah, I'm full.”

“What do you say we get out of here?” she asked, her words like music to Oliver's ears. Her eyes dilated slightly as she gazed at him from across the table. It was the same look she'd given him right before they made love at her apartment after their first date.

“I'd say that's a great idea.” Ollie held his hand up, waiving the waiter over. “Check, please.”

“Of course, sir,” the waiter said. “I'll be right back with that.”

“Please hurry,” Oliver said. “We don't want to leave this beautiful woman waiting.”

The waiter raised his eyebrows. “I can't blame you, sir. I'll be back in a flash.”

The way that Oliver and Elsie were staring at each other was intense and filled with lust. It was as though they were tearing off each others clothes using only their eyes. He couldn't wait to get her to his bed to do it for real, because as good as she looked in that dress, he knew that she looked even better wearing nothing at all.

Chapter 21

Ollie

Oliver walked next to Elsie as the two made their way down the hallway to her hotel room. He'd offered to drive them to his place, but she had insisted on going to her hotel instead. She said it was closer than his house and she didn't want to wait any longer than she had to. Of course, Oliver wasn't about to complain. Just watching her walk in that tight black dress of hers made him ache to have her once again. The way her butt moved underneath the thin material was almost too much for him to handle. He couldn't wait to get that dress off of her.

Elsie unlocked the door with her room key and they stepped inside. As soon as the door closed behind them, Ollie spun her around to face him. Their lips collided, sending a spark of electricity into the air that should have lit the place up like the Fourth of July. He stepped forward, pressing her against the wall in the entry way. She let out a soft moan and Oliver felt her hands drift up his back. He pulled away, just long enough to see the desire in her eyes before resuming the kiss.

The soft smell of her perfume floated up to his nostrils and he breathed it in without breaking the kiss. The scent turned him on even more and he let out a soft growl as he pressed his body into hers. It had only been a week since they'd made love, but it might as well have been a year. The way he craved her in that moment was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before.

There was a fire inside of him that scorched him from the core, radiating outward. It was a deep desire. The kind of desperate ache that could only be experienced between two couples that truly loved each other. This wasn't just physical for Oliver. No, not with Elsie. This was the culmination of all that he felt for her, both emotionally and spiritually.

“God, I missed you,” he said, breaking the kiss.

Elsie was breathing heavily as she licked her lips. Her hair was a bit messy now, but it looked sexy as hell.

“I missed you, too,” she whispered, between breaths. “Now get over here.”

She reached forward and grabbed his tie, jerking him back toward her. They kissed again, this time with even more aggression and fire than before. Their tongues slipped in and out of each others mouths, as their moans of passion became louder. Ollie slowly pulled away, then brought his lips to the outside of her neck. She leaned her head back against the wall and he could hear her breathing as he moved his lips down to the top of her bare shoulder.

“Oliver,” she whispered. “Take me to the bed.”

Oliver didn't hesitate. He picked her up with one arm and put her over his shoulder. She let out a playful giggle as he carried her with ease to the bed and laid her down on her back. Elsie grabbed his tie once again and gently pulled him over the top of her.

“I'm glad you're with me right now,” she whispered. “Flying out here was the best decision I've made in a long time.”

“I couldn't agree more,” Ollie said, before leaning in to resume kissing her neck.

She let out a soft groan as soon as his lips touched her skin. He could feel her warmth as it radiated against the growing bulge in the front of his slacks as she wrapped her legs around his waist, causing her dress to slide up a bit.

Oliver slowly pulled away. He gazed at Elsie and watched as she gently bit her bottom lip. She looked so innocent and vulnerable as she laid there, waiting for him to make his next move. He brought his hands to her legs, and drifted his fingers all the way up until they landed on her panties. Elsie moaned approvingly, as she helped Oliver pull them off completely.

He held the black lace panties in the air, like some kind of trophy, then tossed them to the other side of the bed. Her dress was still bunched up at her waist and with her underwear now off, it was clear that she was wet with desire, aching with the same desperation that filled Oliver.

“Don't ever leave,” Ollie said, staring at her in wonder.

Elsie laughed, spreading her legs just a bit in an effort to tease Oliver.

“Oh yeah?” she asked. “Why's that?”

“You know why,” he said, unable to take his eyes off of her. “You're perfect.”

Ollie crawled off of the bed and removed his suit coat. He quickly loosened his tie, tossing it onto the comforter next to Elsie before eagerly taking of his white dress shirt. By the time he looked back up, Elsie was holding the tie in her hands and there was a playful smirk on her face.

“I could think of a few things to do with this,” she said. “Why don't you lay down on your back with your hands up?”