Bourbon St.
Tobin could tell that her girlfriend was upset after the game. Obviously, it wasn't the outcome anyone wanted. In addition to losing Abby's last game, the team had broken their 104 game win streak at home. Christen felt that it was her fault. She had scored 8 goals in 4 games, and everyone seemed to be expecting her to score. Then, Abby told her to score and she couldn't do it. In the locker room after the game, Tobin went over to where Christen was sitting in her locker. Tobin sat down on the forward's lap and placed a kiss on her forehead. They didn't care that some of their teammates were still getting dressed, by know, everyone knew. Kelley, Alex, and Syd weren't the best at keeping secrets. "It's not your fault," Tobin said, reading Christen's mind. "You can't put the entire game on your shoulders. We're a team, and it takes every single one of us."
Christen knew the other girl was right, but she still couldn't help the small sense of guilt that she felt. She hoped that a night out on the town would do the trick. The team took to Bourbon St., hitting up all the bars. It was the GOAT's last game and they were going to celebrate her in style. Walking around the chilly streets of New Orleans, Christen shivered. She hadn't prepared for New Orleans to be so cold. Tobin felt her girlfriend shiver next to her, so she took off the leather jacket she was wearing and draped it over the younger girl's shoulders. Christen tried to protest, saying she didn't want Tobin to get cold, but Tobin reassured her, using some excuse about being a Jersey girl. For the rest of the night, Christen and Tobin didn't leave each other's side. The soaked up each other's presence and the lovely atmosphere around them.
By the time they returned to the hotel, it was past midnight. Alex, seeing how the two were attached at the hip all night, switched rooms with Christen for the night. Tobin was grateful for that. She pushed open her hotel room door and pulled Christen inside. She pushed Christen up against the door, effectively closing it and flipping the lock. The sound and everything it implied sent a shiver down Christen's spine. Tobin pinned Christen's arms above her head and captured her lips in a searing kiss. She let her tongue slide over Christen's lips, which immediately allowed her entrance with a moan. As their tongues fought for dominance, Christen slipped her hands under the hem of Tobin's shirt. She ran her hands over the warm, taut muscles of the girl's stomach. Suddenly, Christen was backing them up towards the bed. Tobin felt the back of her knees hit the bed, so she sat down, Christen straddling her waist. She reached down and swiftly removed her own shirt before moving to take off Tobin's. Tobin had never seen Christen be so dominant; it seemed that their talk the day before had ignited something in the forward. Tobin scooted further up the bed and quickly flipped them over so that she was on top. She reached behind Christen to the clasp of her bra. This time, Christen made no move to stop the older girl. Tobin never stopped staring into Christen's eyes while she took off Christen's bra. When Tobin finally took the opportunity to admire the half-naked girl below her, she was again amazed at how beautiful her girlfriend was. Christen tried to cover herself, but Tobin kept her arms pinned by her side. She stared unabashedly at Christen, admiring her caramel skin, her wavy hair splayed out on the pillows, the eyes that were a slightly darker shade of green, and her fit body. Christen squirmed under the intense gaze, but Tobin breathed, "You're perfect."
Tobin began making her way down Christen's body, leaving kisses in every bit of exposed skin. When Tobin wrapped her lips around Christen's nipple, Christen let out a sigh. Tobin made sure to pay equal attention to both breasts before moving further down the girl's body. She placed light kisses on each of Christen's stomach muscles before eventually making her way to the waistband of Christen's jeans. Christen's breath hitched. Tobin looked up, silently asking for permission. Christen hesitated, but she gave a slight nod. Tobin slowly unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down the other girl's long, toned legs, followed by her underwear. Tobin crawled back up the bed to connect their lips in a slow, burning kiss. At the same time, Tobin reached her hand down to where Christen needed her most. Christen gasped at the contact. Tobin slowly slipped two fingers inside the younger girl.
"Fuck, Tobin!" Christen moaned. She almost never swore, so hearing those words come from the girl's mouth was probably the sexiest thing Tobin had ever heard. It didn't take long for Tobin to have Christen falling over the edge, screaming out her name. As Christen rode out her high, Tobin admired again just how beautiful her girlfriend was. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her chest was rising and falling rapidly. Her dark skin glistened with sweat. Tobin took pleasure in the fact that she was one of the only people who ever saw Christen like this. It was unbelievably hot and Tobin almost couldn't handle it.
When Christen finally regained control of her body, she opened her eyes and the loving look she saw from the girl above her took her breath away. Before Tobin could say anything, Christen flipped them over and ripped off Tobin's pants. This dominant side of Christen was such a turn on. It only took a couple pumps if her fingers to have Tobin screaming her name, interspersed with a range of curse words. Tobin had to give it to her, the girl learned fast. When Tobin finally came down from her high, she pulled Christen in for a languid kiss. Their mouths slid together, their bodies impossibly close; it was as if they were one person. Neither girl had ever felt as happy as they did in that moment. Tobin pulled the covers over their naked bodies, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.