SIN-BIN (Sinners on the Ice #1)

by Anastasija White

A moment of silence passes between us, and then she slowly takes my hand in hers, entwining our fingers. My breath evens out, and I smile, feeling my tense muscles loosen.

She gives me a smile, hides her book in her backpack, and stands up from the chair. She walks up to me, and we stare at each other for a minute. I’m not sure either of us understands how crucial this moment is, because I’m about to share something really private with her. I step aside, and she moves into the room, lingering by the door to wait for me. I join her, take her hand in mine, and we move toward my mom. Her eyes are sparkling, and the biggest grin plays on her lips as she lets her eyes wander over Ava. “Mom, this is Ava.” I speak quietly, my heart booming. “Ava, this is my mom, Avery.”

“The way you look at her says it all, baby. You love this girl.” “I like her,” I clarify, and my mom just shakes her head. I swallow the lump in my throat, finding it difficult to concentrate. “I just…” “Just be yourself. I’m sure she’s the one for you. Call it mother’s intuition.” She stands on her tiptoes and kisses my cheek. “Merry Christmas, Colton. See you next week.” “Merry Christmas, Mom.”

Today exceeded all my expectations, but there’s one thing I know for sure: I told Dax the truth. I’m not letting his daughter go.

It’s better if she doesn’t know it, but being at her mercy is my favorite thing.

“You’ll be the only girl I’ll have my eyes on, that’s for sure.” “Good. I don’t want you to look at or think about anyone else.”

burst out laughing as I press the elevator button. “You think there’s space for anyone else in my head? You corrupted every brain cell I have.” I slide my hand around her waist from behind and pull her back to my side. “Can’t wait to tear this dress off you.”

“My my. What a beautiful girl you have here. Eric, your son definitely won a prize with this one.” “Not sure she’s his girlfriend,” my dad mutters under his breath. “He barely has time for his studies; he spends all of his free time on the ice. No girl will ever replace hockey in his heart.” “Depends on the girl,” I blurt out, and I notice my father’s eyes grow round. I definitely didn’t plan to say that out loud in front of everyone. “Ava is my friend. We aren’t dating.”

“Your girlfriend is gorgeous, Colton,” he tells me with a smile once Ava has left us. He looks excited, like a kid, and I break into a lopsided grin myself. My girl is gorgeous. “She’s perfect,”

It’s

“Please let me in.”

“I’ll talk to you when we get to our hotel room, okay?”

Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the Colton Motherfucker Thompson Effect.

“Please, let me taste you.” I say nothing, fucking myself with my fingers faster and deeper. My orgasm is building inside me, skyrocketing with the feeling of his eyes on my body. He devours me without touching me, without laying even a single finger on my skin. I play with my nipple, rubbing it between my fingers and then pinching it. I moan loudly and shut my eyes, feeling a tingling sensation in my lower abdomen. I’m so fucking close. “Ava, please…” I snap my eyes open, staring at him through clouded vision. I pull out my soaked fingers and press them to my clit, spreading my legs wider. “Please, let me do that. I want to taste you, please.” “No,” I whimper, my brows pinching together as I rub my clit over and over, as waves of pleasure ripple through my bones. My abs contract as I come. My legs are shaking from the fervor of my orgasm. “It’s your punishment.”

definitely met my match in her. She’s everything I want. She’s my fucking sun, and I revolve around her. Without her, I feel lost, as if the law of gravity isn’t working. I’m freaking Winnie-the-Pooh who can’t stay away from his honey—so why the fuck am I out here in my car?

Who needs nicotine when I have Ava? She’s my own drug, the only one I need.

Sorry, baby. Going to sleep without me was a bad idea. Especially after the stunt you pulled. “Ava? Wake up, baby.” “Colton…” she murmurs sleepily, eyes half open. Wiggling, she turns to face me. “What do you want?” “You,” I say, holding her gaze. We’ve talked about things we like and don’t like when it comes to sex, and I know she

doesn’t mind if I wake her up by going down on her. But right now, I want her to give me permission. Especially after she denied me what I wanted before. “Do you want me to make you feel good?” She looks me in the eyes and then closes hers again. “Yes…”

I close my eyes for a moment and then bury my face in her pussy, teasing her clit with my tongue. I circle it slowly, kissing and then sucking on it lightly. I lick her cunt, lapping my tongue faster and then slowing down. Ava spreads her legs wider, her fingernails digging into my scalp. I slide my hands around her ass, keeping her still as I nibble on her clit. I feast on my girl, and nothing tastes sweeter than her.

“Get on your knees.” Her lips part, and her eyes round. I’m not sure what she expected, but it definitely wasn’t this. She sucks in a breath and then slowly gets on her knees, looking up at me. Sweet

baby Jesus, I could come right now. The view is fucking divine.

“Now open your mouth, baby. I want to see my cock deep down your throat. I want to hear you choke on it until I fucking come with your full lips wrapped around me.”

“Right there, baby,”

best blow job in the world because she’s the one giving it to me. “Fuck, Ava…you’re such a good girl…”

She lets me fuck her mouth as she massages my balls more and more. I fucking come in no time, filling her mouth with my cum. She swallows every drop I give her, and only then do I take a step back. Ava bites her bottom lip, staring at me in the eyes. I want to experience everything with her. I pull her to her feet, grab her chin, and smash my lips onto hers. I can taste myself on her tongue, and it sends a rush down my dick, making it hard again. It wants to be in her pussy so bad. I leave a trail of kisses down her throat as she reaches for my cock and wraps her hand around my shaft. No, baby, that’s not what I want. I twirl her around and push her onto the bed. Ava looks at me with her eyebrows knitted together. I bend down, quickly take a condom out of my pants, sheath my cock, and stalk over to her. “Get on all fours. Facedown. Ass up.” “Oh my God,”

“You sound so bossy, and I want to call you daddy…and oh my fucking God. I’m sick in the head.”

What a nasty little girl she is, and she’s all mine. I angle my cock and bury it in her pussy. “Call me whatever you want, Ava.” She feels amazing around my dick—a bit tight, just how I like it. “I’m going to stretch this pussy so fucking damn wide…” “Fuck yes…”

“Next time you want to punish me…” Another slap rings in the air. “Do whatever you want…” Another slap, a bit lighter this time. “But never forbid me from tasting you.”

My handprints on her skin look absolutely mind-blowing. She’s fucking mine. Only mine. I need her to tell me this. I need her to tell me she understands. “Am I clear?”

“Who’s my fucktoy tonight?” “Me.” She moans loud, and I see veins bulging in her hands as she grips the sheets tighter. “I’m your fucktoy, Colton.” “Just for tonight?” “Always.” “Ready to come?” I’m on the verge, but I need her to be with me. I need her on the same wavelength. “Ready to swallow my cock?” “Yes…fuck me, Colt. Harder…please.”

I’m so full of lust for her, it’s maddening.

“My arms. My cock. My fingers. Everything about me is a perfect match for you. Try to remember that, Ava.”

“He lost you—he’s a loser. He hurt you—that only proves the weakness of his character. Real men make their women cry from happiness, not pain.”

“I’ll help you fall in love with the ice again.” “Colt…”

“I know what it means to be afraid. I know what it feels like to not be able to even look at the thing that brought you pain and misery. I know about all of that, and I know how to fight it. So, if you let me, I’d love for us to try. Okay?” He gently tucks my hair behind my ears. Cupping my cheek with his palm, he holds my gaze. It’s intense and penetrating, and he sees right through me. “But first, I’ll make him pay for what he did. I promise. He’s going down next Saturday.”

“Good thing I intend to be her last.”

“Try talking to her again, or touching her with even one damn pinkie, and I’ll ruin you. I promise.”

“So, why are we here? Why did you wait in the penalty box? Aren’t you cold?” “I’m not cold. And Drake always calls it the sin-bin,” I murmur. Colt takes off his leather jacket and puts it next to him on the bench. “I like that more.” “Sure you do, my little sinner.” He wraps his arm around my waist and hauls me onto his lap, making me straddle his legs. “Why are we here, Ava?” “What happened to you? You weren’t yourself when the game started.” “I got a call after you left. From my mom’s doctor.” “And?” I lock my hands behind his neck. “She’s been doing well, hasn’t she?” “Yes, she is, but Dr. Stewart told me she wants to talk to me. And I have no idea what it’s about. It freaks me out.” “You’re worried, and that’s understandable. But you don’t know anything yet. What if it’s nothing serious? Why is the first thought you have a negative one?” “Because I’m scared.” Colt sighs and presses his forehead to mine. “Colt—”

“Thank you so much for that, Colt.” I hum against his lips. “What happened after you tripped him?” “He said he taught you everything you do in bed, that he was your first.” I roll my eyes, not impressed in the slightest. That’s typical Levi Jefferson—nothing has changed. “I told him I intend to be your last.”

Wiggling on his lap, I rub my pussy over his dick. Oh God, it feels amazing. “Damn, baby, this is not the fucking place for that.” His lips slide down my neck as I roll my head back, enjoying his caress on my skin. “I don’t have a condom with me.” I hesitate for just a second, and then I lock eyes with him. “Promise to be careful?” “You sure?” He’s searching my face as I reach my hands under his tee, feeling him up. “More than ever. Take me right here, Colt.” I climb off his lap, take off my panties, and push them into his jacket pocket. He pulls out his cock and leans back, propping himself on his hands. Ladies and gentlemen, Colton Thompson has a perfect dick, and I’m not taking any objections.

“You’re the best guy I’ve ever met,” I confess without thinking, and his eyes darken.

“Tell me you’re mine.” His voice cracks. “Tell me you’re all mine, Ava.” “I’m yours, Colt.” All the tension leaves my body with my words. “I’m only yours.”

“I want your dick inside my pussy. Now.” Colt chuckles, quickly dashing to the living room. Once he’s back, I see a condom on his cock. “Any particular wishes, baby?” “Fuck me from behind, please.” I turn around, pressing my hands to the wall and bending over slightly to give him access to my pussy.

“Say my name.” “Colton,” I breathe as he slides inside me. “Tell me you’re mine,” he demands. “Yours,” I moan as he fucks me, burying his cock in my pussy. He moves steady, with no rush. “I’m yours, Colton.” “You like that?” He winds his hand around my throat from behind and squeezes. “Ava?” “Yes, go deeper, please. Please, Colt.”

“Your fucking pussy feels incredible. I love the way it swallows my cock and empties my cum.” “I’m gonna come, Colt,”

“God, woman, you make me extra horny when you tell me what you like and what you want me to do,” he says quietly, and I look at him over my shoulder. “Really?” I straighten my back. “Really.” “We’re going to take a shower,” I state, edging to the bathroom, where I linger in the doorway and stare him in the eyes. “And later, I’m looking forward to sitting on your face, Colt.”

He comes over, lays his head in my lap, and closes his eyes. “Talk to me.” I thread my fingers through his tousled hair. “Colt.”

He smiles weakly and sighs, sneaking one of his hands under my tee and pressing it to my belly. “You’re too good for me.”

“I would’ve never been able to process all this without you. I would’ve lost it, for real.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Thompson?” Moore’s face is pale, and he presses both of his hands to his stomach. “Does that bitch have such a magic pussy that you’ve totally lost your mind? Attacking your teammate⁠—” “She’s my girlfriend!” Colt bellows, and everyone goes silent at once. Even Bailey lets go of him. “And you don’t get to lay your fucking hands on her or her stuff. Back fucking off, Moore, and this picture will never see the light. But keep at it, and I’ll fucking destroy you. Am I clear?” “Fucking jerk.” Moore mutters angrily. Then he storms away from us.