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It was unimaginable pleasure and she gave into it, into him as he thrust harder and faster into her until she wasn't sure where she ended and he began. And when he shuddered, his features tightening with his own orgasm, she soaked it all in, lying on top of him to hold him through it.
It took her a while as she regained her balance to realize they were stuck together. Like . . . literally stuck together.
"We're sweaty," she murmured as she swept her finger down his arm.
"I could for sure use a shower."
She lifted and smiled down at him. "That was intense."
He grinned. "That might be an understatement."
They disengaged, then headed for the shower to rinse off. Amber felt a lot better after they showered the sweat off. They towel dried and got dressed.
Amber went into the kitchen and Will followed.
"Something to drink?" she asked.
"What have you got?"
She opened the refrigerator. "Water and juice and energy drinks."
"An energy drink will work. I need one after that workout."
She laughed. "It did feel like a workout, didn't it?"
He popped open the top of the drink and took a couple long swallows. "Did to me. Though I think you did most of the work."
She leaned into him and brushed her lips across his. "I enjoyed that position very much. We'll have to do that again."
He wrapped his arm around her and tugged her against him. "Anytime."
She hopped up on the bar stool and took a sip of her water. "You know what I like about you, Will?"
"Many things, no doubt."
She laughed. "True. But I like how agreeable you are. Especially about sex."
"Hey, you wanna do it, I'm your guy."
"See? Agreeable. We're a good match."
He tipped his energy drink can to her bottle of water. "I'll drink to that."
Amber had thought this trip to the games was going to be all about practice and performance. She couldn't have imagined how different it was turning out. So far, she was having a wonderful time.
But now the real work was beginning. And it was time to focus. Still, she could focus and still have fun, right? Not that she'd ever tried it before, but she was certain she could make it work.
Because she liked Will and there was still plenty of fun to be had.
SIXTEEN
IT FELT SO DAMN GOOD TO BE ON THE ICE AGAIN, THIS time in an actual game. This was what Will had come here for. Adrenaline fueled him as he waited for the two teams' national anthems to play. The arena was filled to capacity. The one thing Will could always count on at the games was hockey-loving crowds.
They were playing Latvia today, and Will knew there were more than just US and Latvian fans in the arena.
Not surprising. Who didn't love hockey?
He intended to draw fuel from all that noise.
They skated to center ice for the face-off. Will crouched down, his breath coming out white on the cold rink. His heart pounded, but not from anxiety. He was ready to get started.
The US team grabbed the puck at the drop. Will had his eye on Drew, and when the puck passed their way, Drew took it down to the Latvian side, moving to the interior. Drew smashed it toward Will, who took the shot on goal.
The goalie blocked it.
Damn. Would have been sweet to start the game with a goal, but Will shook it off, fighting the defender behind the net for the puck, coming away with it.
After that it was a fast-paced skate. Two players jammed him up against the boards as they fought for the puck, and Latvia came away with it, skating toward the US goal.
Will waited, not so patiently, for his turn at the puck again.
When the US defenders won the war on the US side, Will was there to pick up the puck as it was passed to him. He outskated the Latvian defender, his eye on the goal as he sailed the puck toward a waiting Drew.
Damn. The whistle blew for an off-side.
He'd had momentum going, and now they'd start over at the face-off.
Drew took the face-off and sent it down the ice toward Gannon, who passed it to Will. Will had a clean shot so he took it.
It slid right between the goalie's legs and lit the lamp for a score.
Will lifted his stick. Drew skated over to him and slapped him on the back.
"Damn good goal, buddy."
Will grinned. "Thanks."
They took their seats for relief and watched the action until it was their turn to get back on the ice. Will took a couple swallows of water, feeling confident in his team.
They had this.
By the third period, they were up by three goals. Will and Drew worked like clockwork. Their passes were on point and they were sailing through this game.
Will had two goals, Drew had one and Gannon had scored, too. Defense had been killing it.
With a breakaway, they made their way to Latvia's side. Will shot the puck to Drew, who slid it into the net and lit it up for a goal. Will raised his stick in triumph.
Heaving a breath, he went to Drew.
"Nice one."
Drew nodded and grinned. "Great pass. Let's do it again."
All they had to do was keep playing like this and they'd wrap up this one. They were deep in the third period, there were two minutes left in period play. They just had to hold out and not do anything stupid.
Latvia was hustling, and as Will took the puck he got slammed against the boards, two on one. The guy to his left shoved a fist in his face.
Fuck, that one hurt. He elbowed back at the defender. Suddenly helmets came off and he was double-teamed by two of them. He threw punches back. He knew he shouldn't, but he'd be damned if he was going to stand there and be a punching bag just because they were frustrated.
Then Drew was there and so was Gannon, and it felt like both teams were involved in the brawl.
It took a while to pull everyone apart. Will ended up in the penalty box along with the two Latvian defenders.
He finished the game in the penalty box. Fine with him, because they still won. He skated out and lined up to shake hands. The game was over and he never held a grudge, including with the two Latvian defenders he'd just fought with.
It had been a good, hard-hitting game.
And now they'd move on to the next one.
They made their way to the locker room.
"That was a damn good start," their coach said. "Keep up that kind of enthusiasm and game play, and we'll go far."
Drew looked over at him and grinned. "And try not to fight every team we play."
"Hey. I didn't start that one."
"You're just easy pickings," Eddie said. "Must be that pretty face. They think you're a puss."
"Fuck you, Gannon."
Eddie laughed. "At least you won't be so pretty for the next few days. That's a hell of a bruise on your cheek."
"I'm still prettier than you, asshole."
Drew laughed at both of them.
"Get some rest," their coach said. "I'll see you tomorrow."
Will showered, then got dressed at his locker.
"Starving," Drew said. "You wanna grab a bite?"
"Yeah. Let's do that."
They hit up the dining hall along with several of the other guys. Will went for trout and asparagus, along with a salad.
"We should watch the games that are being played tomorrow," Drew said. "Check out the competition."
Will nodded. "Not to mention, several of our teammates are on some of those teams."
Drew took a bite of his food, then nodded. "I know. It's weird that guys I play with all season long are now my competition. It's hard to wrap my head around that."
"Yeah. It'll feel odd when we play against them."
"It happens all the time in hockey, though," Drew said. "You play with a guy for years, then suddenly he's a free agent and signs with another team and now he's a competitor. You're still friends, you just play against each other."
"You're right. I'll have to think of it like that when I play against some of my friends."
"And then guys like you and me who always play against each other find ourselves on the same team."
"For a couple of weeks, anyway," Will said, then shot a grin at Drew. "Then we'll go back to trying to kick each other's asses."
Drew laughed. "True that. But for the next couple of weeks I'm glad we're on the same team, Will."
"Me, too."
Will's phone buzzed. It was Amber.
Saw your game. You kicked ass.
He grinned and texted back. Thanks! Where are you?
She replied with: Hanging with Lisa. Catch you later.
"Girlfriend?" Drew asked.
He was about to say no. But maybe that wasn't true. Hell, he didn't know what they were to each other, so he replied with, "It was Amber."
"I like her."
"Yeah, me, too."
