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Her legs wrapped around my hips, and she pulled me in tighter until my cock was sliding through the wet folds of her pussy. I groaned. When my cock notched against her entrance, every thought left my brain except the need to be inside. Ineededto get inside her, or this was going to be an embarrassingly short first time.
“Please,” she breathed.
Fuck. Condom.I pulled back, grabbing a condom from my pocket and tearing it open with my teeth. Handling it like it was the most important thing in the world, I slid it on and then slid straight into her. I couldn’t help it. I needed her so fucking bad.
I was glad the rest of the drive-in was empty, because the sound she made was pure porn. I thought about Coach. I thought about fucking hockey. I thought about the loss we had last year in the Stanley Cup Playoff. Every shitty thing I could visualize, just to prevent me from thinking about how good her slick little pussy felt around my cock.
Her heels dug into my ass, and she moved against me. “You’re so fucking perfect. You feel like fucking heaven on my dick,” I grunted at her, ignoring the squeak of the car’s suspension as I pounded her into the pillows. I wanted to see her riding me, but I didn’t think I could pull the move off in the back of my SUV. Instead, I grabbed one of her legs and bent it back higher, grinding down harder, hitting a spot inside her that was making her grip my cock until I was beginning to see lights in my vision.
She moaned my name on repeat, and I hooked my arm under her other thigh, bending her in half until she was screaming her orgasm. I came with her, taking her lips and groaning into her mouth as my thighs fucking shook with release.
I released her legs and rolled to the side before I crushed her to death. I was panting like I’d just been skating lightning drills, and I couldn’t feel my thighs any longer.
She was breathing heavily too, as I gathered her onto my chest. “Holy shit.”
“Aw, baby, you know it. That was…”
“Yeah…” she breathed back.
The lightning was striking, sending Marty McFly back to the future, and I had never been so content in my whole damn life. I snuggled down with her, kissing her softly, and we watched the second movie. By the time that movie ended, she was sound asleep in my arms, and I’d lost a little piece of my heart to her.
ChapterThirty-Two
NOVA
I satbeside Devan at the IceCaps game, Huey once again snuggled up against his chest. I enjoyed the sight of him effortlessly carrying around an infant. Plus, Huey was probably safer with Devan in case one of River’s psycho exes popped out of the woodwork again.
I was definitely getting into this hockey thing now. I was wearing my Cooper jersey, snuggled into Devan’s side. We weren’t right on the glass today, preferring to sit a bit further up in the stands. I saw Julieta up in the family box and gave her a wave. She’d been blowing up my phone to come over for another girls’ night, and my liver had recovered enough—or maybe I’d forgotten the suffering of that hangover enough—that I was totally down.
The IceCaps were up one goal, but Ontario was keeping them on their toes. It was a fast-paced game that was going to give me whiplash with the amount they went up and down the ice.
At the end of the first period, the stadium’s jumbotron lit up with the kiss cam, and I laughed as old couples made out like teenagers and friends looked horrified, waving their hands like it wasn’t ever going to happen.
Then I saw my face and Devan’s, and flushed bright red. My eyes whipped to Devan’s, and he laughed at my expression. Reaching up, he cupped my cheek and gave me the lightest brush of a kiss across my lips, everyone hooting and hollering around us like we were doing a live porn show. Lucky, the camera panned away, but Devan kept his lips on mine. He deepened the kiss and then pulled away, his chuckles more a sensation than a sound as the stadium was still rowdy.
He pulled me closer, his arm tight around my shoulders as the guys slid back onto the ice. I fed and burped Huey during the second period, and he was sound asleep against Dev’s chest again by the third.
The lady beside me leaned close. “You make a beautiful family,” she said kindly, then gave me a wink. “My first husband had that look about him, all mysterious and confident. Best lover I ever had.” She sighed happily. Jesus, this woman was pushing seventy-five. “Died in a car crash three years after we married. I still think about him. A love like that? It burns hard and banks hot, if you know what I mean. Some men just imprint themselves on your soul forever.”
I nodded, because I wasn’t sure what to say to that. “I’m sorry for your loss?”
The old lady waved a hand. “I met Gerald four years later, and the best thing he ever did was embrace the ghost of my ex-husband. Some men, they’re threatened by a memory, refuse to let you ever mention their names. But not Gerald. He just made it his mission to love me enough for both Theodore and himself. He’s a good man, and sometimes I think it was Theo who sent him to me, you know? We’ve been married forty-eight years now.”
Gah, my heart.I looked past her at an elderly man in an IceCaps trucker hat, who was cheering as the Caps scored another goal. He leaned over and grabbed his wife's cheeks, planting a huge smooch on her lips and literally giving me all the fuzzy feelings. I couldn’t imagine being married to a man for so long. They cuddled into each other, and I leaned back against Devan. He kissed my forehead, and we continued watching the game.
The crowd went nuts when we won, though Huey still didn’t wake up. We shuffled out with the crowd, and instead of waiting around for the guys, we decided to drive home and meet Rigby and River back at our place.
We stopped to pick up fast food on the way, which we ate on the floor of the living room while drinking beer and watching ASPN highlights. Then Devan made love to me on the couch, the steady hum of the news in the background as I cried out his name.
The guys stumbled in, exhausted, at about 10 p.m. Immediately, Rigby stole me naked off Devan’s lap, tugging me upstairs. He fucked me dirty, and the whole time, I told him how good he felt, how much pleasure he brought me while eating me out with crazy enthusiasm. I didn’t know praising someone else could feel so fucking good, but every time I told him how good he was fucking me, he doubled his efforts until I was limp with pleasure.
Naked and overheated, I snuggled close to Rigby’s chest, despite the warmth radiating from his hard body. I was pretty sure he could be searing my flesh and I’d still try to get closer—that was the hold this man had on me.
“Is it weird for you?” he asked, his fingers trailing over the curve of my shoulder. “Being with us all?”
I chewed my lip, really thinking about his words. The urge to just fob off the question was strong, because overall, it wasn’t weird at all. And maybethatwas what made it weird? But that was confusing, even for me.
“Individually, my relationship with each of you feels right. Even all together, I’m on board with how this relationship is working. Because itisworking, right? For you guys too?”
