“Marcy,” I hissed. Mateo didnotneed to know that.
“Sorry about that. But if it helps, she distracted me during my game today.”
I raised an eyebrow, pleased that I wasn’t the only one having a hard time today. Did he think about being inside me while he played? The taste of me? By the twinkle in his eye, I had a feeling he did.
“I’ll leave you two alone but remember to take an ice bath later,” Marcy reminded me. “And think about what I said.” The pointed look she gave was more of a warning than a suggestion.
“I will,” I answered with a dip of my chin.
“Nice meeting you, Mateo.” With that, Marcy walked off, leaving us alone.
Mateo turned to me with a smirk. “Told your coach about me, huh, firecracker?”
I rolled my eyes. “Don’t let it get to your head.”
“Oh, it already has.”
“Did you come here to annoy me or…?”
“Definitely to annoy you,” Mateo said. “Want me to continue?”
“No, thank you.” I tried to keep my tone serious, but the twitching of my mouth gave me away.
“I think you like when I annoy you.” Mateo braced his hands on the boards, leaning forward. I skated closer until I could rest my own between his. My gloved hands looked so small in comparison. A shiver that had nothing to do with the cold ran down my spine as I thought back to those hands on my body.
“I think you have an obsession with me.”
“I never claimed that I didn’t,” Mateo said in return.
Like two magnets drawn together, we both inched forward until only a breath of air was between our lips. I had zero patience in waiting for him to kiss me, so I took matters into my own hands.
I grabbed the front of his gray pullover and lifted onto my toe picks before crushing my lips to his.Finally.
Our lips moved in sync, his molding to mine like they belonged. The light scruff on Mateo’s face tickled my chin as I angled my head to the side a little, tugging his bottom lip with my teeth.
The groan that vibrated through his chest made me smile against his mouth. I loved that I could get a reaction out of him from a simple peck on the lips. He really did wonders for my ego.
When I pulled back, I smile softly, lips tingling. His own were a darker shade of pink, thanks to my teeth. Maybe I need to leave a mark on him later.It would only be fair since he left his own littered all over my body. My thighs, in particular, had a few hickeys, and my ass had the faint lines of his teeth from where he bit me.
Ideas came to mind, which must have shown on my face because Mateo raised an eyebrow at me. “What are you thinking about right now?”
“Nothing.” My tone was less than innocent. I was thinkingplenty, but he would have to wait to see until later.
“Want to come and skate with me?” I asked, changing the subject. Mateo gave me a look, like he knew I was up to something, but he let it go.
“Let me lace up.”
I stayed on the ice as Mateo went over to put his own skates on. I watched as he made quick work of tying the laces. His deft fingers showed he’d done so more than a time or two in his life.
When he stepped onto the ice moments later, I was already skating backward to the center of the rink. His muscular thighs flexed through his matching gray joggers with each push off the ice. It was clear he changed before he got here, knowing how the temperature dropped drastically compared to outside.
“I like this outfit,” Mateo said when he reached me, hand coming out to play with the edge of my bottoms. Instead of pants today, I went with a short flowy skirt that was similar to the outfit I would be wearing for regionals. I paired it witha thick white sweater and gloves to combat the cold, matching wool socks over the top of my skates.
“Is this your favorite outfit of mine so far?” I questioned, moving backward in a way that put a little distance between us.
“This or your Pilates one,” he answered. “Your ass looked phenomenal in that.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. That was my goal when I changed into that outfit that morning. “You did horrible that day because my ass distracted you.”
