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They stood on the ice, as folks began to skate around them.
“Yo! Rodgers!” Luc called. “This is a skating rink. No loitering, bro.”
When Luc skated by with Kassie, his wife, Noah reached out and gave his teammate a little shove.
“We should probably either get back to skating or get out of the way,” Jordan said softly.
“C’mon.” He grabbed her hand, leading her around the ice to the next exit. As they hopped off the ice, Jordan tugged on his hand, pulling him back to face her.
“You want to maybe get out of here?” she asked softly, her lips only centimeters from his.
Surprised by her suggestion, but immediately interested, he nodded. “So much.”
Noah pulled into Jordan’s parking lot. Her car was already there. She must’ve ducked out right away, while he had been stopped by Coach Walker and then Kyler on his way out.
After Jordan buzzed him in, he ran up the stairs to her floor, taking the steps two by two, too impatient to wait for the elevator.
Slightly out of breath, he moved to knock on her door. But before his knuckles could touch the wood, the door swung open. “What took you so long?” she asked, with an adorable grin.
“It’s called obeying the traffic laws,” he joked, as he moved inside her loft, and wrapped his arms around her waist.
He dipped his head down and pressed his lips to hers. Kicking the door shut with his foot, he never took his focus away from her.
She wound her arms around his neck, and her hazel eyes flickered with fire as they met his. Her breathing was already ragged. They were locked on one another as she tipped her head up to his. She welcomed his kiss and his lips brushed over hers. Easing his tongue into her mouth, he waited to ensure she had time to change her mind.
But her lips parted for him, and her body melted into his. Desire flickered in her eyes as she pressed against him.
With a growl, he grabbed her and hiked her up onto his hips, and she let out a little squeal in response. Resting her head on his shoulder, she dropped kisses on his neck as he carried her to the bedroom.
Jordan was more playful than he had ever seen her, and it was a huge turn on. His hard-on was proof of that.
“Do you think they’ll be mad that we left?” she asked.
“Does it matter?” He gently laid her on the bed, staring into her eyes. “I’m the only place I want to be.”
Jordan smiled. “Me too.”
She tugged at his shirt before lifting it off and tossing it to the floor. Her eyes raked over him. The appreciation on her face was seductive, driving him crazy. He leaned down to claim her warm lips.
After both kicking off their shoes, they moved up the bed to the pillows.
The way she lay there, with her blonde hair flowing around her, she was sexy as hell.
He ripped his jeans off and quickly grabbed a condom package out of the pocket before dropping them to the floor. Then, still kneeling on the bed, he unzipped her jeans and slid them down her legs, then pulled her shirt over her head and added it to the pile of clothes on the floor.
Running his hands down her back, he unfastened her bra. He slid the straps down her arms, exposing her luscious breasts.
Sitting up on his haunches, he watched her bite at her bottom lip as he rolled on the condom. Nestling back between her thighs, he stared down into her hooded eyes. God, she was beautiful.
Slowing his movements, he eased into her. A soft moan escaped her lips as he buried himself inside her. He braced himself, and his pace increased. She wrapped her legs around him, intensifying his need for her. Tipping his head down to capture her lips, he drove deeper into her.
Between her sweet moans, and her nails scraping along his chest, he was so close. He pushed deeper and watched her close her eyes, gasping. He drove deeper until they both climaxed. Drained, he rolled to her side, pulling her with him. Brushing rogue hairs from her face, he held her tight in his arms. An unfamiliar emotion came over him, one that he couldn’t name. But the thought wound its way into his brain that this was everything he had ever wanted.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Jordan
Jordan’s day had been long and exhausting. She opened Slap Shot as usual, but by the dinner shift, Talia had called, begging her to close The Sin Bin for her. Emily had opened and Talia was supposed to close, but Talia had a sick baby Dakota at home. Poor Talia was desperate, and Jordan was happy to help.
