Lisa looked into his eyes, and he could see the hunger there. She made an animalistic growl in her throat and moved quickly towards him. She mashed her mouth on to his, and he responded in kind. She reached one hand down his chest, across his stomach, to the fly of his pants. He froze. "Is this ok?" she asked.
"Mm-hmm," he said. She undid his top button, and then slowly moved the zipper down. He shuddered and leaned into her. He turned on to his back, kicked his boots off, yanked off his socks, and pushed his pants off, before turning back to her. Now he was wearing nothing but a pair of emerald green boxer briefs, the kind made out of that really soft, smooth fabric, that hugged every bit of him like a second skin. Lisa let out a little squeak, unintentionally. The sight of him almost naked was so much to bear. It seemed silly. She'd seen this much of his body just a couple of hours before, in the ring, but never, ever did she think she'd be this close to it. She inhaled deeply, taking in every last whiff of his cologne. She wanted that smell to imprint itself on her brain forever, because this, this was a moment to remember. She ran her hand all the way down his shoulder, ribcage, and down to his hip. There she left it, stroking softly, and went in for another kiss. She shifted her body so it was pressed up against him. She could feel his cock, throbbing now, pressed into her thigh. She moved her hand around to stroke and grab his ass. It was muscular and round, just like she remembered. He slid a hand up to clutch her tit. She thrust it into his hand, moaning into his mouth. He reached behind her and deftly unclasped her bra, letting her tits free. They weren't big, not even a bit, but they were very well-shaped, and her nipples stood hard in the air. He brought his hand back and wrapped it around her breast. It eclipsed her chest. He kneaded and rubbed her, and she could feel the tingles coming up from her pussy, which she knew would be wet - it'd been wet since the match. He pulled away from her mouth, raised one eyebrow, and brought his face down to her chest. He touched her nipple with his tongue, and she arched her back, pushing against him. He slowly and lightly licked all around her nipple, and once she was shivering in anticipation, he took more of her into his mouth and suckled, using his hand to play with her other tit. She could feel his tongue moving like he was starving, all over her chest. Lisa pushed him away, licked her lips, and got up on her knees.