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“You’re telling me.” I kiss her shoulder and position myself in front of her so I can see her. I turn her cheek, lifting her chin so our eyes meet. “I almost jerked off in the car on the way here because I didn’t think I could wait to touch you.”

“Please don’t make me wait too long. You’ve been gone a week, and I’ve missed you.”

“Yeah?” I relax against the pillows, smirking at her. “Why don’t you tell me about your day? And bump your toy up a notch while you do.”

“Brody.” She moans when I pull down the cup of her bra and pinch her nipple, but she listens, adjusting the speed of her toy.The soft sound of the vibrator fills the room, and,god. How have we not done this yet? Why haven’t I sat back and watched her take what she needs? Seeing her fuck herself would send me into cardiac arrest.“That feels so good.”

“It looks likeyou’vebeen so good, Hannah. Here.” I lift her, moving her so she’s on top of me. Her knees bracket mine. Her palm sits by my head, and I pull her underwear to the side. “Touch the toy to your clit and pretend it’s my fingers. Nice and slow to start, with those circles you like.Yeah, sweetheart.Fuck. You’re so pretty.”

“That’s my favorite spot. I love when you touch me there.” She sighs, body starting to go slack. I use my thighs to push her legs open wider, a hand on her waist to catch her if she falls. “Sometimes I think about surprising you in your office in a short skirt or one of my skating outfits. You’d put me back on your desk like the night at the practice facility and make me spread my legs.”

“Do you?” I have to move my hand away from her hip to stroke my cock. I’m so hard it fuckinghurts, but I wouldn’t fucking dare get myself off before I see her finish. “What else do I do?”

“You use my underwear to keep me quiet while the team is on the other side of the door. You tease me, then stop, making me wait. And when I make too much noise when I come, you bend me over your desk and use a hockey stick to slap my ass.”

My brain goes fucking haywire. I swear I almost spill cum all over my hand, because it’s the raunchiest thing she’s ever said to me, and I don’t know how to react.

I know that I like it. I know that I’m picturing her with her skirt hiked up to her waist and marks on her ass. I know that I’d love to stuff her mouth with her underwear to keep her quiet, and I kind of love knowing we could get caught.

“I’d have to use a new stick,” I rasp, playing into this fantasy. “One that hasn’t been on the ice. Sanitary. Cleanliness. You know.” My eyes shift to her hand, watching her increase the pace of her toy. She pushes it inside herself, then pulls it out, and I see how wet it is. I see how much she’s liking this, how I turn her on, and if her underwear wasn’t so fucking pretty, I’d rip it in two. I’d flip us and put her on her back, fucking her with the toy and making her suck off her cum from the silicone. “Gotta take care of my girl.”

Her eyelashes flutter. Her cheeks turn a rosy shade of pink and she bends her neck, kissing me. I meet her halfway, jerking my cock with rough strokes while I kiss her back.

“I am your girl, aren’t I?” Hannah whispers, and I nod. “How lucky am I?”

“I’m the lucky one. Being here with you. Having you like this.” I take my hand out of my briefs and lift my hips, letting her feel how hard I am just from the sight of her.Pathetic, stupid man. “Think we need to do this more often.”

“I’m so close. It feels so good and—I want you to finish me off. With my toy.Please.”

My fingers wrap around her wrist, taking the toy out of her grasp. It’s lightweight, easy to move, and I want to buy one for my place so she’ll have one there too. “Like this?”

“A little higher. That’s—ah.” She moans as I drag the toy across her entrance and bring it to her clit. “Perfect.”

Without being in control of the toy, Hannah can move more freely, andhelldoes she move. Circling her hips to the pulsing rhythm. Up and down, fucking herself with her hands on my chest. The slick glide of the vibrator filling her up rings in my ears. So does the creak of the bed when I tap it against her nipples and dance it across her stomach.

“So good, sweetheart. You’ve held out for so long. Do you want me to stop teasing you, Hannah?”

“Yes.” A choked sound leaves her. Her shoulders shake, legs trembling. “Please.”

“Beg a little more for me, baby. What does this tight pussy want?”

“To come on the toy and pretend it’s your cock.” Her moan cracks at the edges when I grab her by the waist and set her in my lap, the vibrator in the perfect spot to make her squirm. “That’s…I’m going to—” I cut her off with a kiss, a hand on her nape as she falls apart. She drops her head back. Her body jolts, electrified, and she tries to push my hand away when I increase the speed on the toy. “I can’t.I can’t. It’s too much, Brody, and I?—”

“One more.Thereyougo, baby. Look at you taking it. You’re so perfect, Hannah. Make a mess so I can clean you up.” She opens her mouth, but no noise comes out. I take my time, bringing her down from the high slowly. I decrease the intensity on the vibrator, still holding it to her clit. I grin when she rolls her hips with a whimper. “Greedy girl wants three, doesn’t she?”

Sweat rolls down her chest, catching between her tits. The strap of her bra is twisted, and her hair is stuck to her face. I sneak one more small orgasm out of her, finally shutting off the toy when she collapses on my chest.

Hannah buries her face in my shoulder, her tears sticking to my bare skin. I stroke her hair, holding her there until she sniffs and pulls away, looking down at me.

“That was the most intense orgasm of my life,” she says.

“Yeah?”

“I’ve only ever used toys with women because they know how to work them. They know the spots that are most sensitive and don’t try to fuck me with them when all I want is some stimulation. But that?” Her laugh is low, sexy. Pleased.I did that.“That was fantastic.”

My fingers trace along the curve of her jaw. “If you have any videos to help me get better with toys, send them my way.”

“I don’t think that’s necessary. Not when you have this.” She touches the front of my briefs, and I groan. “I need a second, Brody, but then I’m going to fuck you like I’m your girl.”