“You’re such a fucking brat.” I huff a laugh, cutting it off as soon as Zhuri wraps her hand around my length through the fabric. “Are you going to be a tease, too, or are you going to be my good girl?”
Heat flashes in her eyes, and I lick my lips at the sight. Zhuri is so dominant on the ice, but I love watching her melt under my praise in the bedroom.
“I’ll be your good girl.”
Her voice is low and seductive, and I swear I get even harder than before, if that’s possible.
“Then take these off for me, baby. I want you to see exactly how fucking hard you make me.”
Zhuri slips her fingers under the waistband of my briefs and slips them over my ass and down my legs, freeing my rock-hard cock, precum glistening at the tip.
She gasps. “Jesus.”
“Cameron,”I correct her. “I told you I’m the only one you’ll be praying to tonight.”
“I’ve never been very religious,” she rasps, lips ghosting over mine as she takes my cock back into her hand and strokes me.
I bear myself down on her, our naked bodies pressed together. “I can convert you.”
Zhuri licks her lips before flashing me the most devilish smile I’ve ever seen. “Then take me to church, Cameron.”
God, I hope I can even make it inside her before I come.
My heart races as my chest heaves with a heavy breath, and I kiss her one more time.
“When were you last tested?” I ask.
“Before last season, and I haven’t had sex with anyone since well before that. Nothing to report.”
“I got tested when the offseason started, and I haven’t actually been with anyone since early this year. I’m clean.”
Zhuri’s hand is still wrapped around me as I settle myself between her spread legs, and she teases the head of my cock over her dripping slit. “So what you’re saying is we don’t need to use a condom.”
“I don’t want to,” I admit. “Not with you. I need to feel you,allof you.”
“Then do it. I’m on birth control.” She starts slipping my tip inside her, just barely, but enough to feel her warmth. “Make me yours.”
“You’re already mine.”
Before she can retort, I push inside her, just an inch or so, letting her adjust to my size.
“Cameron,”she moans.
“I know.” My voice is breathy and barely restrained as I push further inside her. I’m just over halfway in now.
“I don’t know how much more I can take.”
“You can take all of it,” I assure her, reaching my hand between us and teasing my thumb over her clit to help. “This perfect pussy is already stretching around me so beautifully. You were made to take my cock.”
“Then give me all of it,” she commands, voice strained.
I smirk at her. “Atta girl. So good when you tell me what you want.”
I slowly push the rest of the way inside, sliding in until our hips meet and I’m fully seated within her.
“Fuck,”she breathes, looking down to the spot where we’re joined.
I slide out a few inches before pushing back in. “Shit,” I huff. “You feel fucking incredible.”
