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Her skin felt so hot, so soft and silky. He moved up over warm, supple flesh until he reached her tit. Still the barrier of her bra but feeling that gorgeous mound beneath his fingertips had him hard enough to slam a puck into the net with his dick.
Add that move to practice next time he was on the ice.
He coasted a thumb above the bra’s edge, expertly moved the strap aside, and popped that baby out. Better. Perfect.
Her moan told him just how much. It reverberated in his mouth, sending a thrill of sensation through him.
Then she cupped his cock and he almost exploded in his seat.
“Fuck!”
“No?” She pulled back, eyes wide with concern.
“Fuck, yes. I mean, I love it but …”
“But?”
“I-I think we need to slow down.”
She blinked those apple-green beauties at him. “Oh.” He felt her pull away, and not just physically.
Fumble recovery needed, ASAP. “Ashley, I want this. I want you.”
She pushed her top down and sat back a couple more inches. “I had—we had a nice time tonight. Willa will be talking about it forever.” She placed a trembling hand on the car door handle.
“Ashley.” Her name came out sharper than he intended. “Do not move one more inch.”
Another wide-eyed blink, and Ashley froze in place.
“I could make you come in seconds, you know that? Just pull down the zipper of your jeans, slide my hand in, and slip my fingers through your hot, wet pussy. A few strokes and you’d be gone.”
Her eyes flashed in anger. “Well, thanks for telling me what I’m missing.”
“That’s not what I mean. What I’m trying to tell you in my ass-backwards way is that you deserve better. Better than a quick fumble-and-finger-job in the front seat of my car. You deserve a warm bed with a million-thread-count sheets and my attention for hours while I bring you to the edge over and over. This is killing me to say this because I’m hard as fuck for you?—”
“You are?” She looked close to tears.
He cupped her jaw and drew her close, brushing his mouth over her lips. So damn sweet. “Baby, I am. I don’t want to treat you like a forgettable quickie. Because nothing about you is forgettable and nothing about this should be quick. You’re a special woman and I plan to show you just how much I want you.”
Her phone went off. She ignored it.
“Do you mind if I check something?” she asked.
“Go ahead.”
She cupped his cock again and gave it a gentle squeeze that drew his groan.
“I just had to be sure.” She leaned in closer, searching his eyes. “So, this is really happening?”
It really was, and he’d never wanted anything more. And then they were kissing again while the phone rang and his cock throbbed and his pulse soared, every heartbeat affirming this new, strange feeling.
Happiness.
He pulled away because Ashley’s kisses were the kind of drug that was going to make him forget his resolutions to be a better man. Less fuckboy, more respectful adult.
“Ashley …”
“Hmm?”
