“I’m sorry for embarrassing you but you make me do things that I normally don’t do and it’s because I can’t breathe without you near and seeing another man’s hands on you makes me absolutely crazy. I can’t help it.” I tell her and she looks up at me and smiles.
“I don’t like being away from you either. Can you take me home and make love to me please?” She asks and I smile.
“Yes. Let’s go baby.” I tell her as I take her hand and lead her to my car, opening the door for her.
I fucking love this girl and I don’t want to waste another moment out here when we can be in my bed wrapped up in one another. It’s my favorite place besides the ice. I wonder if she will let me take her on a date?
Getting in my car I start her up then turn to look at her. “Tomorrow night, can I take you out on a date?” I ask and her whole face lights up.
“Yes, I would love that,” She answers and I smile. Why is she so fucking perfect? Now, after I put her to bed I must plan on the perfect place to take her.
Lyla
Colorado & Cuddles
“Ya know, when you asked me if you could take me out. This is not what I imagined,” I say as we board a plane to Colorado. He kisses my forehead and laughs but doesn’t respond until we find seats and get comfortable.
“I figured dinner and a movie was lame so I wanted to take you to see my favorite hockey player.” He tells me and my head snaps towards him.
“You, have a favorite player other than yourself?” I giggle and he rolls his eyes.
“Sure do.” he answers and I smirk.
“But do you touch yourself, thinking about him?” I ask, leaning in and pressing my lips to his cheek.
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” he says and my eyes widen. He laughs, grabbing my hand but wait. Hold the fuck up.
“I do want to know- no wait I need to know.” I say and he shakes his head.
“It’ll cost you.”
“For the love of god. I’ll do anything if you tell me.” I respond because fuck! That would be so hot to know.
“You don’t even know who he is.” he retorts and I snort.
“Let’s see. We are going to Colorado. Which means there’s only one team that's as good as yours and that’s the St. Valentine's Night Howlers.” I say and his eyes widen.
“You better not be a superfan for him too. Jesus Christ. You really are a puck bunny.” He accuses and I roll my eyes.
“It’s Hayes Valentine, isn’t it?” I say and he smiles wide. “I fucking knew it.” I laugh and he shakes his head, leaning back in his seat as we get ready for take off.
“You still didn’t answer my question.” I say but he just shrugs. Asshole. Now this is going to be on my mind for the rest of the day. Goddamn him.
The flight is quick and the hotel Case booked us is absolutely gorgeous. The view of the mountains is breathtaking as we walk towards the coliseum. The vibe this evening is electric. You can feel the excitement the fans have for this team and I’m so fucking lucky I get to experience this with Case. As the evening goes on I’m in awe watching the man I love watch the game he loves. His eyes light up every time Hayes scores a goal. He cheers with the rest of the fans like he’s not the captain of his own successful hockey team. He’s just humble and it's truly nice to see. But what a game it would be to see my man face off against Hayes. A sold out arena and the most intense game I’d ever witnessed. That would be legendary. I nudge his arm to get his attention and he looks over at me and smiles.
“You think you can beat the famous Grinder?” I ask and a smile spreads across his face.
“I fucking wish. That would be a dream come true.” He grins and I smile back. I wish I could make that happen for him because I love seeing him like this. In his element and happy. It'sdifferent here. I don't know how to explain it. I’m just happy he took me here with him. I couldn't imagine being anywhere else.
As I stand in front of the ceiling to floor window taking in the view strong arms wrap around my waist and his nose tickles the column of my neck. He inhales deeply then exhales on a growl.
“What are you thinking about, Doll?” he whispers and chills race up my spine bringing me back to my earlier thoughts. I spin in his arms and look up at him.
“I’m still waiting for the answer,” I say with a raised brow and he shakes his head.
“And if I did?” he asks and I shiver thinking about this sexy man with his cock in his hand while he thinks about his favorite hockey player.
“It’s fucking hot.” I admit and his eyes widen.
