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Some details of the professional hockey world have been adjusted for your reading enjoyment.
Yeah, they all have teeth 😂
“Hey.” Jamie looks down at me, studying my face. “Don’t let them see you scared, songbird.” My throat tightens as I gaze up at him. Whatever weirdness there was back in the car falls away, and the look he’s giving me is just like when he encouraged me to get on stage in the bar. Like he believes in me. I nod at him. “Yeah. Okay.” “I’m your goalie,” he says. “I’ll block all your shots tonight.” A chuckle escapes me, and I smile at him. The corner of his mouth ticks up, and his eyes fill with affection. For a split second, I wish he’d kiss me again.
“Why’d you wear these ridiculous shoes?” I shrug. “Because they’re hot.” His gaze lingers on my legs. “Yeah” is all he says.
In the car, I’d push this dress up, tear her panties off, and bury my face between her legs. I’d do it right there in the front seat. I wouldn’t care if anyone saw. No—I’d do it here in front of Zach. I’d make her scream my name in front of all of these people. Drinks would get knocked into laps, people would stare as I thrust into her and made my pretty assistant mine. The girl I’ve wanted for-fucking-ever would come so hard on my cock.
feeling surges in my blood, electric and determined. I’ve been competing in sports my entire life. I thrive on competition. It’s woven into my DNA at this point, and it’s the best way to motivate me. Hearing that Zach couldn’t make Pippa come? It lights my blood on fire. I’d make her come. I’d make her come so fucking hard.
“Are you close?” he asks, and I jerk a nod. He arches a brow, looking down at me like he hates me, but there’s a soft affection in his eyes. “Are you going to say my name when you come?” Another pulse of heat between my legs. I’m soaking wet. “I don’t know. Maybe.” “Wrong.” His jaw tightens. “You’ll say it. Without a doubt.”
make a noise of acknowledgment. “Lots of people have panic attacks. There are doctors who specialize in this.” She shakes her head hard. “No. No way. No doctors, no medication.” She lets out a bitter laugh. “I’ve been there and I’m not going back.”
Sooo….. you’re just going to periodically scare the shit out of his son, pull him out of bed, and ruin his evening for the rest of your life? Or what?
