“I won’t break, Cash. Harder.”
I pull Piper up to my chest, my hand creeping up to tweak her nipples as I continue driving inside of her.
Harder.
Faster.
Deeper.
Every gasp and moan drives me wild.
“Are you going to come on my cock for me?”
“Yes,” she whispers. “Oh God, yes.”
“Then do it.”
I bite down on the tender skin of her neck and she explodes.
“Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I jack my hips once, twice, and explode inside of her. “Holy shit!”
Piper wraps her hands around my own, keeping me close. I lower us to the bed, not able to withstand keeping us upright.
I slip out of her, watching as my cum drips out of her.
“You look so good. Marked by me, Princess.”
Piper melts in my arms.
“My Prince Charming.”
Chapter Eighteen
CASH
Princess
Are you ready for the game tomorrow?
Cash
I hope. I’m ready to crush Nashville
Is it bad I say I want you to do the same?
No. I like it
Why are they the worst team in hockey?
Because they’re dicks
Do you think you’ll be able to call me after the game? I miss you
I miss you too, Princess. I wish I were at home in bed with you
Yeah? What would you be doing to me?
Fuck. You realize I’m in a hotel room with myteammate, right?
