Fuck.
My eyes burn as I watch her hands trail from her breasts down her stomach to between her thighs. Her fingers are playing with herself as he continues to pound into her. Her breasts jiggle with every thrust, and she moans loudly, a high-pitched whine that sends shivers down my spine and has a heady feeling settle between my legs. I bite my lip as my own hand trails down my body and underneath my sleep shorts. My clit is throbbing as she moans again, and with the brush of my fingertips, it feels electric.
I moan softly as she continues, every sound she makes triggering my own. My fingertips move of their own will, playing with my clit with a renewed fervour. Each circle is a jolt of sheer pleasure as my pleasure begins to mirror hers.
It’s not very long before, with a final push over the cliff, a wave of an orgasm rushes through my body, electrifying my synapses as I go boneless.
My brain takes a few minutes to get back online as I regain my breath to go clean up quickly. Whenreaching for the phone, I see her satisfied smile on her lips, and something clicks into place.
Twenty Two
Eloise
The day started with a crisp fall breeze and the taste of the first snow flowing behind it. There was warm coffee and bleary blinking at the lack of a sunrise because it is almost the middle of November.
And I’m trying to stop myself from smiling. It feels like I’ve missed out on so much with the last few weeks of stress and anxiety that I’m finally settling in and enjoying life. The roads are littered with red, orange and yellow leaves, and it feels like a new lease on life.
It’s fantastic.
I get to the rink early with a coffee and start getting dressed and warmed up in the gym within the rink, going for a light jog on the treadmill before people start showing up. Saying hi to the therapists on my way back to the locker room, I run into Winnie, who has a mischievous grin, which somehow always spells trouble for me.
“What are you looking at?” she asks as she starts to slowly get ready for practice.
I shake my head. “You look entirely too pleased this morning.”
“I just like mornings.”
I snort. “Liar. You’re up to something.”
Her blue eyes go wide. “How dare you say that–?” she tries to argue, but I stare her down with a cocked eyebrow. “Fine, there’s something that I’ve just learned about, but I can’t say anything about it.”
“For fear of death?” I ask, teasing.
“Of course. She’d murder me if I said anything.”
“New girlfriend?” I ask.
She sighs, “No. The apps are meh right now. And it’s cuffing season. They’re all looking for something more than a hookup.” She rolls her eyes.
I snort. “You could do that too.“
“Absolutely not. I do not want anything to hold me back from winning this year. A partner would be catastrophic.”
I roll my eyes. “I nearly won a Walter Cup with a girlfriend.”
“But you lost to New York. So, the girlfriend thing stands.”
I laugh at her wild eyes as Brynn and Taylor shuffle in. Winnie sits up a bit straighter, and I watch her eye Taylor. “What’d she do to you? Piss in your cereal?” I whisper as Taylor looks at both of us, cheeks flushing bright pink before scuttling to get ready for themorning skate.
Winnie has the slyest of smiles on her face as she stares Taylor down more. Even Brynn’s got an eyebrow raised as she looks between the two. I shrug my shoulders when she turns her gaze to me. Taylor’s on the ice before we can even blink. Yeah, there’s something going on.
Winnie has her hands up in defence before Brynn and I can ask more. “I’m not saying a single thing.”
“Is this the thing you were talking about earlier—?”
“No,” she cuts me off. “Absolutely not.”
Brynn sighs, “Right. Meet you two on the ice.”
