Venus Vs Mars Pt.II

Chapter 6

"What is that all over your face?" Odell stepped closer to her.

Massy touched the black charcoal mask that was drying to her face. Portions of it had yet to be ready for peeling. "It's my face mask, it keeps my skin sexy." She said batting her eyelashes and hopping up on the kitchen counter. 

Odell frowned. "You look like the moon emoji." He said nonchalantly 

Massy frowned, then immediately began laughing, the drying mask was tight on her skin making it hard for her to smile or move her mouth. Her head went down and she began staring at the large clean diamond ring that hugged her left ring finger without even realizing it, she fell into silence. Odell looked at her for a moment. She began twisting it side to side. 

"You ok?" He finally asked breaking her trance. 

She looked up and smiled. "Yea... Sorry, I... I get excited when I see it... Not because it's a diamond, but more so of what it means I guess... Like... I'm engaged to you... That's weird." 

"Why is it weird?" Odell frowned but smiled at the same time, his hands slid further up the outside of her thighs. 

Massy shrugged her shoulders then chewed on the inside of her cheek, and continued looking at the ring. "I don't know... I just... It's weird to think about... I kind of knew who you were." Massy looked up and saw Odell frown. She closed her eyes rethinking her words. "I mean, I didn't know you know you..." Odell arched an eyebrow. "I had seen this documentary on you and Jarvis our junior year, I mean athletes hear about each other all the time, especially if they're top players, you're going to be in that inner circle no matter what college you're at... I saw you play in the Outback Bowl, but it was only because we were also in Tampa for our tournament... My dad had photos in his trophy room of him, my uncle Nate, Shaq, and your dad but I didn't put the pieces together, nor did I care enough to ask... By time my senior year came I had completely forgotten who you were or to THINK of keeping up with you, I was missing my UCLA season to play for the USA U-20 and U-21, I was all over the world again playing in different countries all while trying to keep up with my classes in order to graduate, I wasn't even thinking about you anymore. I didn't even know how you did in the Combine or what place you drafted or where you got drafted too. Then the internship with the Giants was just something different for me to do during the summer while I trained too, I took the job already knowing I was going to commit to USA. But now, here I am engaged to you... It's weird." 

Odell took a step back until he was leaning against the across from her. He hoisted himself up on and slightly laughed he looked down at his left ring finger, the same finger he'd eventually had a wedding ring on, the same finger he dislocated during his junior year in a game against the Florida Gators. It was no longer hurt but still looked as if it was swollen. "Your 30 for 30 documentary was the first time I had actually seen what you looked like, I had heard your name multiple times, but never payed enough attention to actually look you up. After getting drafted things just took off, I was dealing with Sophie again after breaking up with her, then the situation between her and I happened, and I ended it for good, then the catch came and that was it, I didn't slow down for anything, everything was just happening at once, I had forgotten what you looked like, even your name. After seeing you at training camp I had to google you to make sure you were the right person. Collins said who you was but I thought he was bullshittin me, I thought he was fuckin with me, but then I realized he wouldn't of known that I once knew you." 

Massy frowned, but then smiled. "That's why you was persistent on dating me?" 

Odell smiled and looked up at Massy. "Yea, I figured there was a reason why I was so close to you now, when any other time I only heard about you, or got a quick glimpse of you. The last and first time I physically saw you was in Tampa airport when we landed. So... I told myself if I ever do see her again, That'll be my time to say something." 

Massy frowned and c****d her head forward. "You was stalking me." 

Odell began laughing and jumped down from the counter, he walked closer to her and positioned himself back in between her thighs. "You wish I was stalking you!" He pressed his lips together and rolled his eyes. "Take this s**t off!" He laughed and began picking at the mask. 

"Stop!" She grabbed his hand. "It's not dry!" 

"Yes it is! Look!" Odell lightly smack the palm of his hand to Massy's forehead. 

"Oh my gah! Owww!" She said laughing, her head went back. Odell showed her there was nothing on his head. "You didn't have to smack my forehead to show me!" She began pulling the mask off. 

"No! Stop! Let me do!" Odell insisted with another serious look, he leaned in and put all his focus on peeling the black mask from her face, as if he was a kid again peeling dried glue from his hand. 

"No! There's a technic to pulling this off." 

Odell frowned. "Ain't no damn technic! You just pull it off your face!" 

"No you don't! You have to pull it off slowly so it pulls out all the stuff that's clogged in your pores." 

Odell stepped back and stood up straight. "That's nasty." 

The filming of two separate Nike commercials pulled Odell and Massy away from one another. Nike NFL had began its Summer 2016 campaign with multiple athletes 'Own The Summer' and 'Dominate The Fall.' Even though the NFL had the shortest season out of all the major league sports, to Nike and the top athlete, there was no offseason. Being fit and always ready for head to head combat was a year-round process.

Nike Soccer released it's 'Strong Alone.' 'Unstoppable Together.' With the 'The Road To Rio.' qualifying matches done, it seemed like their season was all year round. But the women had more than proved they were the only team unbeatable, unstoppable. They had knocked Brazil out of that number one spot. The women's team hadn't had this great of a season sine 1995. More matches began to be announced in between their training, among the new matches Sweden, Japan, and Germany. Though loosing to these teams wouldn't hurt their placement in the Olympics, it would hurt their season record.

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"As much as I try to keep my hands off of you it doesn't work." Odell had positioned himself in between her thighs, he tongued her collarbone planting passionate yet hard kisses to it, his nails dug into the skin of her right hip, a black towel securely wrapped around his waist. Massy closed her eyes and moaned her breathing deepened, she pushed at his chest, beads of water that had yet to be wiped from his shoulders held onto his soft skin for as long as gravity would allow them to.

"I don't want a hyphen in my name." Massy whispered.

Odell stopped kissing her neck and looked at her. "What?" He frowned. They hadn't had the conversation yet but he just assumed because she was already a public figure she'd keep her last name and just add his.

Massy was silent for a moment, she looked up at him and smiled. "I don't want a hyphenated name. I'm just going to take yours."

Odell never knew how turned on he could be by something that simple or even marriage, but the length of his d**k began to grow and harden. "That's probably the sexiest s**t you've ever said to me." He growled at her, he pulled her further down underneath him and propped her legs higher on his waist and attacked her neck again, pulling her shirt up and revealing her breast. "What's your last name?" Massy bit down on her bottom lip and smiled, she could feel just how hard he was. She shook her head no, wanting to tease him. "You know I have ways to make you say my name." Massy shook her head no again smiling. Odell arched and eyebrow and pulled at her underwear, pulling them down her thighs, he then pulled the towel from his body and waisted no time running the head of his d**k up and down her clit. That alone was enough to make her say his last name.