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There, in the honest dark, we watched each other. I lost track of how long we stared at each other, connected in the most intimate way. Eve saw me now, like she’d always seen me, and she’d reached out and taken me inside her. She’d welcomed my tainted touch.
I didn’t know anything about love, but that moment, there in the darkness, convinced me that just maybe I could learn, if she taught me. I felt words surging against my lips, desperate to spill out. Inadequate, blunt, and feeble explanations of feelings that were too big to contain rushing through me, trying to be free. Then she yawned, and it was fucking adorable. The spell was broken, and those desperate confessions faded, for now.
“Sleep, Evie,” I told her quietly.
She stared up at me. “I should go and clean up,” she murmured and yawned widely.
I shook my head. “Don’t bother. I’m not done with you. It’s going to be a long night.”
True to my word, it had been a very long night.
So long, my balls felt bruised this morning. I wondered if Eve was faring any better. Was she walking weird because of being fucked all night? I kind of hoped so. Everyone should know she was well taken care of at home, and off the market. Whenever my cock recovered enough to get hard again, I’d woken her by thrusting inside her. She’d woken on the edge of coming a few times, and every time she’d arrived, her orgasms had gotten stronger and stronger. I couldn’t wait to see what she was capable of with regular fucking.
I’d also pumped her full of so much cum, and refused to let it out, that this morning, once I’d finally let her get up, the mess that’d spilled out had soaked through the sheets and into the mattress. I didn’t give a fuck. There was no point in worrying about it. It would only get worse as the semester went on. I also still didn’t know if she was on birth control. The thought of knocking her up turned me the fuck on.
Now that we’d crossed the line in the sand we’d been holding back from – sleeping together and fucking without the threat of death – there was no going back.
I’d fall asleep inside Eve or not at all.
I hadn’t seen her the rest of the day, but the thought of being back home with her was already making my aching cock hard. I’d have to replenish my electrolytes every morning if this kept up, and not just after hockey practice.
I really did have a new addiction, and this one I had no intention of giving up.
Tonight’s game was against a Portland team. It wasn’t going to be easy, and we weren’t in a good position without Asher.
The locker room was subdued as we got ready. I probably shouldn’t have used about a week’s worth of energy fucking Eve through our mattress last night, but I couldn’t bring myself to regret it. I’d do it every single time.
It didn’t help team morale that the away fans had turned up in force for their team, and their support from the stands was deafening. It wasn’t helping my mood at all. The final nail in the coffin for my positivity was Coach Williams popping his head around the locker room door.
“Beckett!” he called me over. “I just wanted to give you a heads-up that your dad is here.”
I stilled, all remnants of my good mood evaporating.
“He’s up in that box for sponsors.” Coach Williams had no illusions about how I felt about my father. He had watched me withdraw from him in the years after my mom died.
“Thanks.”
Coach blew out a long sigh. “Don’t let it get to you. Play well, like you always do.”
“Right.” But it was already getting to me. I hated my father watching me play. He always had nothing but criticism ready for me after, dressed up as constructive feedback. Like I cared what he thought. I made up my mind right there to blow off going to see him after the game. I couldn’t make myself do it.
Out in the arena, the away team’s fans were out for blood, booing us as we skated onto the ice. There was an air of violence tonight that set me on edge. Knowing my dad was watching made it even worse.
“Tough crowd,” Chase observed, circling the ice next to me.
“No shit,” I muttered and concentrated on warming up.
“The ice dancing team is starting tonight, aren’t they?” Chase asked, making an effort to kindle a conversation I had no interest in.
One of the worst things about college hockey, as opposed to high school, was the Ice Girls. Like cheerleaders in other sports, the Ice Girls riled up the crowd and performed dances and cheers. Though, I could give it to Ice Girls that their job was much harder, seeing as they had to do it all on skates and clean the ice during intermissions, too.
“Here they come. Let’s see if they can get the blood pumping for the Hellions in here.” Chase smirked and skated past me.
The ice dancing team filed onto the rink, in outfits the same color as our jerseys. The speakers pumped out trashy pop, and the music was immediately irritating as fuck. The girls skated into position and waited to start their routine.
That’s when I saw her.
Eve.
