I do tend to bounce around a lot for you.
Tanner
**drool emoji** That’s perfect.
Rhea’s came in right after him.
Rhea
But what if you get bored watching me wipe the floor with Tanner’s face, and you lean back on the bleachers to relax?
A moan slipped from my lips as I figured out my next pose, setting my phone up against the center support bar between the legs of the chair and hitting record.
My skin burned to life as I leaned back in the chair and then slowly, as seductively as possible, spread my legs and pointed my tiptoes to the floor as I shifted my hips forward until my naked pussy was on full display. Keeping my eyes directly on my reflection in the mirror, I teasingly ran both hands over my knees, up my thighs to my naked core and rubbed two fingers over my clit before dipping them inside, rocking against them.
“I might have to find something to do to entertain myself, for sure.” I purred seductively before pulling my fingers free and rubbing my clit again. With my free hand, I palmed one breast, toying with my nipple and drawing a moan from my lips before smirking at the camera. “I think I’ll make an appearanceafter all.” I leaned forward and blew a kiss at the camera in the reflection, “I’ll see you both soon.”
Ending the video, I sent it to the group chat and then hurried to get ready, resisting the urge to lie down in my bed and get off with my vibrator before going to the rink. It would probably take me ten seconds flat with my favorite little bullet toy, pressed directly against my swollen clit, to orgasm. But I wanted to build that need with the two of them.
It would make the reward so much better.
So much hotter.
As I walkeddown the bleacher stairs to the open rink below, a blush crawled up my cheeks as I spotted the two people I ached for desperately on the ice.
When I got to the rink, I reopened the text thread and read their replies.
Tanner
The whole locker room just heard me moan. But I have zero regrets. Damn, Goldie. You’re a goddess. I’m going to enjoy unwrapping you back down to this sexy little outfit tonight when I take you home.
Rhea
The joy of being the only female at the rink is that I get a private locker room. Feel free to stop by when you get here and let me take care of the wetness on those pretty pink lips, Sugar.
Tanner
Can I watch at least?
Rhea
Only from the good-boy seat in the corner.
Tanner
Worth it.
I was so dang turned on by the little game of teasing I’d tried to use against them; I was eyeing up the play clock on the scoreboard to see if I had enough time to lure one of them to the locker room for a quicky.
But there was only enough time to finish the rest of my plans before they had to start their game.
Rhea skated toward the boards with slow, dangerous confidence, her helmet tucked under one arm as I came to a stop at the opening. The sharp lines of her jaw were flushed from warm-ups, her black hockey pants hugging those thick thighs like a sin I wanted to commit in a confessional with my mouth buried between them.
And Tanner?
He was already leaning on his stick near the bench, visor down, chewing on his slim mouth guard and grinning like the dirty golden boy he was born to be.
“Alright,” I said, building up the confidence of every badass female in the smut books I read late at night combined, as they both came to a stop right in front of me. “I’ll keep this brief since your game is about to start.” I looked between them, letting the tension build as my lips curled around the bait I was about to dangle. “I came all the way out here tonight, when I could have stayed in bed, naked and playing with my toys that I’ve been neglecting the last few weeks.” Tanner groaned and Rhea smirked, “So I want you both to make it worth my time.”
