Emma lay curled against Alex's chest, her body still trembling from the last orgasm, her pussy gently pulsing around his thick, half-hard cock that remained buried deep inside her. Sweat glistened on both their bodies in the dim light of the small room. Her blonde hair was a tangled mess across his shoulder, her full breasts pressed softly against his newly defined pecs, rising and falling with every shaky breath she took.
"Ace…" she whispered, voice hoarse and raw from screaming his name for the past two hours. "I… I can't feel my legs anymore. You're still inside me and I'm still twitching. What the hell are you?"
Alex's lips curved into a slow, satisfied smile. He ran his fingers through her damp hair, tilting her chin up so he could look into her glassy blue eyes. The 6-hour Stamina Potion still burned hot in his veins, keeping him rock-hard and ready even after flooding her earlier. No fatigue. No drop in energy. Just pure, endless power — the cheat code's gift.
"This is what happens when everything changes," he murmured, voice low and rough. "I decided tonight I'm not holding back on anything. Not on the pitch. Not in life. Not with you."
Emma's breath hitched. She shifted her hips experimentally, feeling him throb inside her, and let out a soft, needy whimper. "Then don't stop. I want more. I want all of you tonight."
Alex's eyes darkened with fresh hunger. He rolled them over so she was on her back again, his body covering hers, cock still buried to the hilt. He kissed her deeply — slow at first, then hungry, tongues tangling as his hands roamed her body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her sensitive nipples until she moaned into his mouth.
"Legs around me," he ordered.
Emma obeyed instantly, wrapping her toned legs high around his waist, heels digging into his lower back. Alex pulled back until only the swollen head of his cock remained inside her dripping entrance, then slammed forward in one powerful thrust. The wet slap of skin on skin echoed loudly in the quiet apartment.
Emma cried out, nails raking down his back. "Yes — fuck me like that!"
He didn't hold back. He fucked her with deep, punishing strokes — pulling almost all the way out before driving back in, grinding his pelvis against her clit on every thrust. The angle let him hit that perfect spot inside her over and over. Her breasts bounced wildly with each impact. Her moans turned into constant, broken sobs of pleasure.
"Harder, Ace — please — I'm yours tonight!"
Alex growled and picked up the pace, hips snapping forward like a machine. The stamina potion let him go at full power without mercy. He reached down between them and rubbed her swollen clit in tight, fast circles while pounding into her.
"You're going to cum again for me," he commanded, voice dark. "Right now. Squeeze my cock while you do it."
Emma shattered almost instantly — her seventh orgasm ripping through her body like lightning. Her back arched off the mattress, pussy clamping down around him in rhythmic spasms, juices squirting around his thrusting cock and soaking the already drenched sheets. She screamed his name so loudly he had to cover her mouth with his hand to keep the neighbors from hearing.
But he didn't stop. He kept fucking her through it, drawing the orgasm out until her eyes rolled back and her legs shook uncontrollably around his waist.
When she finally came down, gasping and trembling, Alex pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach again. He gripped her hips, yanked her ass up high, and slammed back into her from behind in one brutal thrust.
"Fuck — so deep!" Emma moaned into the pillow, pushing back against him desperately.
Alex took her hard and fast — doggy style turning into something primal. He slapped her ass repeatedly, leaving red handprints that made her moan louder. He reached forward and grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair, pulling her head back so he could lean down and growl in her ear.
"This is what the cheat code gives me, Emma. Endless stamina. The power to take what I want. And right now I want to ruin you for anyone else."
"Yes — ruin me — I'm yours, Ace!"
He fucked her relentlessly in that position until she came again — her eighth orgasm, weaker but still intense, her walls fluttering around him as she collapsed forward onto the mattress. Alex followed her down, covering her completely, still thrusting deep and slow now, grinding inside her.
He pulled out one last time and rolled onto his back. "On top. Ride me until I fill you again."
Emma was exhausted but obedient. She crawled over him on shaky legs, straddled his hips, and sank down onto his thick cock with a long, broken moan. She started bouncing — slow at first, then faster, her full breasts jiggling hypnotically as she rode him. Alex's hands gripped her ass, guiding her, slapping it when she slowed.
"Faster, baby. Take every inch."
She did. She fucked him with everything she had left — desperate, sloppy bounces that made her ass slap against his thighs and her pussy cream around his shaft. Sweat flew from her body. Her moans turned into constant, incoherent pleas.
Alex felt his own climax building at last. The stamina potion had kept him going for nearly three full hours of non-stop, intense sex. He sat up suddenly, wrapping both arms around her waist, and took control — thrusting up into her from below with short, powerful strokes while she bounced on him.
"I'm close," he groaned against her neck. "Gonna fill you again."
"Inside — please — cum inside me, Ace! I want to feel it!"
He thrust up hard one final time and buried himself as deep as possible. Thick, hot ropes of cum erupted inside her — pulse after heavy pulse, flooding her completely until it overflowed and leaked down his balls in messy streams. The sensation triggered one final small orgasm from Emma, her walls milking every last drop from him as she trembled in his arms.
They collapsed together in a sweaty, exhausted heap. Alex stayed inside her, softening slowly, both of them breathing hard. Emma curled against his chest, legs tangled with his, her body limp and satisfied in a way she had never felt before.
For long minutes the only sounds were their breathing and the distant hum of Inglewood traffic outside the window.
Emma finally lifted her head, tracing lazy patterns on his chest with one finger. "That was… the most intense night of my life. I came so many times I lost count. You're like a different person tonight, Ace. In the best way possible."
Alex smiled, staring at the ceiling where the faint blue glow of the system interface hovered at the edge of his vision. No notifications — sex was his personal choice, not part of the daily tasks — but the satisfaction ran deeper than any skill reward.
"You're the first one to see this side of me," he said quietly, voice serious now. "The first girl in this new life I'm building. I'm going to become the greatest footballer the world has ever seen. I'm going to surpass Messi and Ronaldo in every record. But I'm also going to enjoy every single thing that comes with being at the top — the fame, the money, the lifestyle. Affairs, parties, one-night stands, everything. I decided tonight I'm not living small anymore."
Emma's eyes widened slightly, but there was no judgment — only heat and curiosity. "So… what does that make me?"
Alex kissed her forehead, then her lips, slow and possessive. "The first. My first in this life. Stay with me through this ride and you'll get to see it all. The pitch. The spotlight. The private moments like tonight. I'm building something huge, Emma. And I want you to be part of it."
She smiled, sleepy and content, nuzzling closer. "I think I'd like that. A lot."
They lay there in comfortable silence for a while longer, bodies tangled, the scent of sex and sweat heavy in the air. Alex's mind drifted to Saturday's friendly against LA Galaxy Youth Reserves. He could already picture the 90-minute battle — the real 2005 Galaxy reserves with their high press and organized defense, Landon Donovan's influence on the wing. With "God's First Touch" waiting as the quest reward and his new stats, he was going to awe everyone.
But tonight had been the perfect start to the other side of his cheat-code life. The private celebration had sealed his decision: football dominance on the pitch, and unapologetic pleasure everywhere else.
Emma's breathing eventually evened out into sleep, her body soft and warm against his. Alex stared at the ceiling, the blue system screen glowing faintly.
Regret from 2024 is gone. This time I'm taking everything — the GOAT title and the sin that comes with it.
He closed his eyes, the stamina potion finally beginning to fade, a satisfied smile on his face.
Saturday was coming. The real journey was just beginning.