And my God, I loved it. I wanted more. I wanted to feel him all over me—inside me—for days.
“Theo…” I felt that familiar tightening low in my belly, between my legs. The knot of arousal quickly coming undone.
With a hand at the base of my head, he pulled in for a hard, bruising kiss, devouring my wanton moans with a feverish heat as I fell apart on top of him. Broken. Shattered by wave after wave of indescribable pleasure raking through me.
The kiss was broken by his own growl of pleasure then, still slamming into me, but his movements more feral, jagged, as he jerked through the force of his climax crashing into mine.
His kisses trailed over my throat, the curve of my breasts, sucking my stiff nipples. Still so greedy. My pussy clenched again and again, milking him until there was nothing left to give.
Dazed, breathless, limp in each others’ arms, he brushed away the strands of hair sticking to my face. He was fucked out, but those eyes were still on fire. His softening cock twitched inside a few more times before slipping out, and he groaned through it, a tired smile quirking the corner of his mouth. I pressed my lips against it, holding for a beat longer before meeting his gaze again.
“You’re amazing,” he said, voice all thick and cracked. It made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.
I’d really done this.Wehad. Of all the lines we’d crossed this season, this was the most fun. Hands down.
“I have to say, Bouchard…” I clambered off the table with shaky limbs and breathless lungs. He went back to lying on his side, head propped on his hand as he watched me. “...I kinda like being a white collar deviant with you.”
Even his laugh was tired, showing in the shaking of his shoulders more than coming out as a sound. “You’re so full of it.”
I was pulling on my underwear but paused to swipe the inside of my thigh. I held up the glistening evidence. “Full of you, more like it.”
His eyes grew dark, and his dick jumped slightly on his thigh. “Get over here.”
“How about you come and get me?”
He sat up too fast and swayed slightly, gripping the edge of the exam table as he blinked stars from his eyes.
“That’s what I thought,” I said with a chuckle, and finished getting dressed. “Also, the guys will be finishing practice soon and I know you’re all tight and stuff, but I doubt you’d want them catching us in a compromising position.”
He sighed, finally beating the spinning head and jelly legs to make it over to me. One hand snaked around my waist, and the other tilted my chin so I was looking up at him. “You know what I just realized?”
“What?”
He smirked, and said, “I like you better when you’re thinking with your dick.”
20
Reese
Leaving Theo at home was hard. Leaving him to travel to the Ball Arena in Denver for a game he wouldn’t get to play was harder. His fake good mood and “break a leg” when dropping me off at the airport just made it worse.
I felt like crap.
Logically, I knew this was best for him. We’d been making more progress now that he was off the ice than all season while he was playing.
But still.
“You look like you left your new puppy all alone at home,” Holly said, falling in step with me. I was on my way to the locker room for pre-game prep with the guys. By the looks of her stride, so was she.
“Either that, or it’s a guy.” She nudged me with her elbow, throwing in a suggestive wiggle of her eyebrows for good measure.
I hadn’t showered after the flight yesterday, because I’d wanted to keep Theo’s smell on me a little longer. Now, though, I worried it might be a little too obvious.
“Speaking of guys…” I slowed my pace to hold off getting swallowed by the team before I could ask my question. Already the sound of voices and gear drifted down the hallway. “How does it work out for you, getting to travel and be with Hunter all the time?”
“What?” She looked both surprised and confused by the sudden change of lanes.
“I mean, do you like it?” I tried clarifying. “Or when you stay home and he plays away, does that… I don’t know, suck at all?”
