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Her face looks so fucking pure I use every ounce of self-control to not carry her into a storage closet and fuck that look off her face.
My heart slows when I realize she showed me exactly what I had asked. She was proving she’s not cocky, she’s fucking confident.
Fuck. I feel like pure shit that she doesn’t even look half affected by our proximity while I’m still reeling.
It is getting hot. Hot enough that my clothes feel uncomfortable, and I’d much rather be out of them. Preferably with her under me.
“And how long does it take for you to like someone?” She thinks for a minute. “How long have I known you?” “A month,” I say. “There’s your answer,”
He stares at me like that is the stupidest thing he’s ever heard. “I’m wherever you are, Summer.”
“You dance?” I ask when he lifts my hand onto his shoulder. “No,” he says. “But I want to with you.”
I lay my head against his chest to escape it. I let my eyes close as the lyrics wash over us. The cold night air barely penetrates the warm weight of Aiden’s arms around me. Either that, or it’s the alcohol that heats my blood. But I can’t shake the feeling of comfort and safety when I’m with him. I can’t deny that he feels like home.
In a quick decision, I lean over the console, and his breath hitches before I plant a kiss on the corner of his mouth.
It’s the tea my dad used to buy me, and there’s a note attached to the bottom. For all those headaches I give you - A.
“If you want it, you’re going to come to me.” He lifts my hair from the shirt, pushing it back. “The next time I have you, it won’t be to prove something or to win some competition. It’s going to be because you know the only guy that can satisfy you is me.”
“With the way you were dancing, I’d think you loved all of them.” “You were watching me dance? That’s a little creepy.” “Not much else I could look at.”
“So, what’s your decision on the captain?” I shrug. “I’m thinking about it.” “What’s there to think about? He made you see stars. I’m pretty sure that checks all the criteria.”
“Hooking up?” she supplies. “We’re not hooking up.” “You rode his face into oblivion. Sorry to break it to you, but that screams hookup to me.”
“So, let me get this straight. There is a super-hot hockey player that makes you laugh and gives you mind-altering orgasms, yet you still don’t want to fuck him?”
“What do you want me to do? Go over there and ask him to fuck me?” “Yes!” they exclaim in unison.
“Do us all a favor and let that man do unspeakable things to you.”
Maybe there’s a big dick with Aiden’s name drawn on my forehead that I didn’t see.
“I’m here.” Aiden lifts his head in surprise then eyes me from his seat on the couch. “I see that,” he says, turning back to his laptop. I close his laptop, forcing him to remove his hands from the keyboard. “I’m here because I want you.” I push the words out with great difficulty.
“I want you to fuck me.”
“What do you want?” “You.”
“Say it again.”
“I want you to fuck me.” Aiden’s eyes light like a kid on Christmas.
FORTY-EIGHT HOURS ago, I was a much happier man. Summer said she wanted me, and I was seconds away from letting a tear of sheer joy fall before we were interrupted by the guys. If it weren’t for them, I’d have taken her right there on the couch.
Do you wanna lose your balance for a girl?” “She’s the reason I’ve been on top of all that. It’s just…different today.” Different because I think I might combust if I don’t have her under me tonight. And on top of me, and on my face. My heart thumps in my chest like I’m going to lose my damn virginity. This girl clearly has my balls in her fist.
I care about being a good captain but being a good friend is more important.
I unlock the doors, and instead of going to the passenger side, she pulls open the back door and climbs in. “What are you doing?” “You ask too many questions.” She smiles seductively, patting the seat beside her. I scan the deserted parking lot before climbing in, too. This isn’t the best place to be alone, considering Coach is a few feet away inside the arena, and we’re near a busy street.
She’s fucking pretty. Like really pretty. Just being this up close feels like a violent hit to the chest. I can feel this image making a home in every part of my brain.
Her movements are quick, and I’m dying to free myself and sink into her. But for some fucked up reason, even with every ounce of blood in my body rushing to my dick, I want to go slow. I want to hear her voice, to make her laugh, to make her scream when I slowly bring her to her climax. I want all of it all night long.
I laugh, and she smiles. Instantly, I’m vindicated when her raspy voice turns me on to a new degree. I explore the bare skin of her stomach, as I glide my lips along her neck in open-mouthed kisses.
“You deserve more than a quick fuck in a parking lot.”
and I react by crashing my mouth to his, either to shut him up or because I’ve been needing this ever since I got a taste of it in his backseat. When a satisfied moan parts my lips he reacts quickly, and I feel the wet glide of his tongue as if it were between my legs. The pressure spreads a feverish ache to my core.
“Can you fuck me already?”
Can you fuck me already?
“You’re going to hate me even more when you can’t walk tomorrow.” “Is that a promise?” “It’s a guarantee.”
I press only the tip inside, and she moans so loud I’m forced to put a hand over her mouth. “The guys are still sleeping,” I whisper, my lips brushing her ear. “And I really want to keep your sweet moans to myself.”
She shakes around my cock. “Can’t. Too much.” I apply just a touch of pressure and watch her shatter. Her muffled high-pitched moan sends a voltage to my dick, and I’m so close I can feel every muscle in my body tighten.
With one lazy roll of her hips, I see a flash of white and the pearly gates of heaven through the dizzying array of lights behind my eyes. I would go a happy man.
“Only one of us is winning at this game, and baby, I never lose.” Whether she intends to agree or shoot back a rebuttal, I don’t hear it. In one quick move, I clasp both her wrists and flip her on her stomach.
“I don’t like you,” she says through bated breaths. “Tell me again when I’m not inside you.”
Six times. He made my limbs jelly and sent my body orbiting into space, six times. Aiden is a sex god, and it brings me a great deal of pain to admit that.

