“Not without motivation.” I shrug. “It’s not that easy to inspire a dozen wealthy, popular guys who have no intention of going pro into moving their asses for no reason.”
Wepurposelydon’t attempt to win because the other teams are full of serious players who actually need to impress pro recruiters. It’s not fair for us to steal their chances.But, well, sucks to be you, Dragons. Lily forced our hands today.
“Come on, darling.” I skate to the door and offer her my hand.
“I can’t—” she stammers. “I don’t have my skates on me.”
I grin. “Are you gonna be a chicken? Up you go.”
She gets to her feet ever so slowly. When she takes my hand, I pull her to me and lift her up.
“I can walk!” Lily protests.
The crowd goes wild as I skate all the way across to join the team, heading to the changing room.
“Nonsense,” I dismiss. “Wouldn’t want to get you all wet. Not your shoes, in any case. Hold on, Lily darling.”
“You can’t possibly mean that you intent to make me?—”
I snort.
No onemade herutter that specific joke or agree to our bet, and she knows it, but she loves to make herself sound like the victim of our agreements.
This time, I refuse to let her. “Did you or did you not lose a bet, Lily darling?”
“I—I didn’t know you could win.”
I roll my eyes. “That was a simple yes or no question, love.”
Whistles and clapping erupt as we enter the changing room, and I lower Lily to a bench, my face inches from hers.
“Did you or did you not lose a bet?” I repeat.
Her lower lip quivers. “I did. But?—”
“Tut, tut.” I straighten up. “Your mouth has a duty to fulfill.”
I don’t even bother to remove my helmet, lowering the padded protective pants to my knees as she gasps. I see the rest of the team starting to undress, some of them shedding their helmets, pants or jerseys first.
Lily doesn’t look around, keeping her eyes on me as I fist my cock, rock hard since the moment we won.
I half expect her to pout and pretend she can’t handle a cock again. Not this time. She brings both hands above mine and twists her palms around the shaft with a firm grasp. Groaning, I let go of my cock, just as she brings her lips to it and sucks.
Fuck.
Her tongue flicks the tip as she widens her mouth and takes it in deeper, those green eyes of hers fixed on her task behind her glasses. It’s only then that I realize what she’s doing: concentrating on me so she doesn’t have to pay attention to our audience.
That won’t do. I want to see her do just what she boasted she would. Suckthe whole team. Every single one of us.
I gently take her wrists, guiding her hands away from my shaft, before nodding to Nate on my left. Understanding me, my friend thrusts his cock into her palm.
My balls tighten as I watch Lily grasp it.
“Aren’t you gorgeous?” I praise her, not missing the glint in her eyes. “Now how about you let our goalie feel that perfect mouth too, darling?”
I slide out of her mouth, and to my left, Damian steps forward to press the head of his cock against her lips.
Lily keeps her eyes on me, glaring as if to convey her belief that everything is my fault. I snigger.
