Tucker stops on his way to his room. “Yeah, about that. I’m gonna speak to Coach tomorrow after practice. I’ll explain the situation and see what he thinks we can do to keep Taryn safe and avoid getting her in trouble withCarole and Lexi. Of course I won’t say anything about the murder in Hemlock Beach.”
“Don’t you think Coach will rip you a new one?” Nash asks.
“I know Coach Harrison looks scary.” Tucker reassures him. “But believe me, he’s on our side. And as long as we perform on the ice and don’t do anything stupid, he’s gonna have our backs.”
I agree with Tucker. “It’s a good idea. I trust our coach, too. In the meantime, I’ll keep an eye on Taryn whenever she isn’t rehearsing. I’ll do it from a distance if I have to.”
“Like a stalker?” Tucker chuckles.
It’s funny, but I don’t want to give him the satisfaction, so I flip him off before turning on my heels and heading to Mack’s room.
TUCKER
The comforter moves, uncovering my feet. That’s what wakes me up.
When I blink a couple of times to shake off the last remnants of sleep, I realize that outside is still dark.
“Mmm.” Taryn’s soft moan echoes in the room as she squirms between me and Colsen.
Once my eyes adjust to the semi-obscurity of the bedroom, I notice a huge bulge in the middle of the bed. That’s what moved the comforter enough to uncover my feet.
Taryn moans again, still asleep, and I sit up, alarmed.
But it doesn’t take long to see the cause of those soft sounds.
Nash has abandoned his spot on the food at the foot of the bed and has climbed between Taryn’s legs.
Judging by his position, I think I know exactly what he’s doing.
“Dude.” I lift the comforter and roll my eyes at the sight of Nash’s shoulders wedged between our girl’s thighs.
He’s eating Taryn out and I must admit I’m a little mad that I didn’t think about it before he did.
“What are you doing?” I know it’s an obvious question, but I’m seriously bummed that he got this excellent idea first.
Nash lifts his face from Taryn’s sweet pussy. “What does it look like I’m doing? I woke up, and I was starving for my girl.”
“Nash?” Taryn shifts from her spot, her back arched as her eyes flutter open. “Why did you stop?”
He chuckles. “Sorry, Trouble. I didn’t mean to wake you just yet. I was just answering Tuck’s dumb questions.”
“Hey!” I protest.
The sweetest little smile tugs on Taryn’s lips. “Normally I would be mad for being woken up, but this feels so good.”
My competitiveness rears its head. “I can make you feel good too. Can I join?”
She nods, her smile widening.
I lean down to kiss her, but Taryn covers her mouth with the back of her forearm. “Maybe I should go brush my teeth.”
“I couldn’t care less, baby.” I take her bottom lip between my teeth and she surrounds my neck with her arms.
Like most men, I always wake up hard. But this is next level. My cock throbs in my boxer briefs and I need more.
Another moan escapes Taryn’s lips as I lift Colsen’s t-shirt off her head and my hand closes over the perfect globe of one of her tits.
I massage the soft flesh, rubbing the pad of my thumb over the stiff peak of her nipple.
