Whatever ideas I had about holding back went straight out the window.
I rocked back on my knees and took one of her legs around my waist, and lifted the other over the back of the couch. Wide open. That’s how I wanted her.
“This okay?”
Reese nodded, gasping loudly when I rubbed the tip of my cock between her dripping folds. Holding it steady, I played with her like this for a bit, teasing her clit, making her writhe and moan beneath me. And only when I was convinced she couldn’t take any more… When I knew that I couldn’t fucking hold back any longer…
Did I touch my cock to her entrance. She stiffened, not even daring to breathe.
“How about this?” I nudged my tip against her without going fully inside. “Is this okay?”
She buried her fingertips in my waist, gazing desperately down at the point where I bodies were almost touching. “Yes. Oh, God, yes. It’s more than okay.”
“Good.”
I inched into her as slowly as my own arousal would allow, stretching her open, feeling her warmth envelope me until I was all the way inside. One hand flew from my hip to grip the edge of the couch as she sucked in a breath between her teeth. Yeah, it felt fucking good.
I bucked my hips once, then slid back out just as slowly, teasing a long, mewling moan out of her. When I didn’t push into her again after a second, her eyes snapped open and she stared at me. All heat and hunger and wild passion.
And right when she was about to give it to me for taking too long, I gave it to her. I thrust into her so hard the couch rocked and scraped along the floor. I pulled out, and drove into heragain. Over and over. My movements swept up in a rhythm I had no control over anymore. She felt too fucking good.
The sound of our bodies coming together mixed with our breath, our feverish moans that filled the room. Her pussy squeezed around me, butterfly pulses telling me she was nearing her second climax.
I dipped my head, my eager mouth finding her exposed neck with fiery kisses and whispers of encouragement. She was doing so good. So wet for me. So tight.
“I’m gonna come, and it’s all your fault,” I breathed into her ear.
Her pussy clenched again, this time harder than before, and a hot tingling sensation coursed up my legs. Fire coursed through my veins, burning hot just under my skin, ready to consume me whole. Her nails dug into me, the fall looming closer now, and I lost control over my thrusts. I jerked into her a few times, hoping I’d last long enough for—
She cried out, her body tensing and thrashing under me as she came. And I finally gave myself permission to let go. I buried myself deep inside her with a grunt, my orgasm raking through me with a shudder that sent the couch moving again. Faster, harder, I drove into her until my dick started to soften. Then I stilled, letting her pulsing walls squeeze every last drop out of me.
“There he is,” she said, stroking my chest.
My dick grew limp, slipping out of her at the same time I collapsed, my shoulder only stinging a little.
“I think I found an answer for the pain,” I panted into her neck.
Her laugh was a low rumble vibrating through my chest. “I can’t exactly fuck you every time you hit the ice. Not sustainable.”
It was a joke, but the joke sent my mind hurtling to the game tomorrow night. I pushed up on one elbow and met her searching gaze.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, still flushed and sweaty. So goddamn beautiful.
It hurt just thinking about what I was about to do. But I had no other choice.
“I need you to help me,” I said, my voice sounding small and vulnerable. “One last time.”
She swallowed, her eyes never leaving my face.
29
Theo
I was already chasing the play when my shoulder reminded me who was really in charge.
The puck skittered along the wall in our end, an Oilers winger leaning his weight into me, trying to wedge his hips between mine and the boards. I dug in anyway. Legs burned. Breath came ragged through the cage. The tape Reese had wrapped around my shoulder felt like a suggestion more than a solution. I jammed my stick blade under his, knocked the puck loose, and kicked it back to Hunter in the crease.
“Set!” Hunter yelled.
