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Today is one of the days Winter is driving me in and picking me up. She has hockey practice in an hour, and I have to be at the rink in thirty minutes.
“You almost ready to roll?” I drop my bag on the floor as I scroll through the latest message from Adele. She’s been slightly better about being on time-ish lately.
“Just having a snack first, but yeah.”
I look up from my phone in time to watch her lips wrap around a banana. She’s wearing a tank, no bra, and a pair of running shorts.
“Oh fuck me,” I groan. “Come on, Snowflake. This isn’t fair. I gotta be on the ice in thirty.”
She looks down at her outfit. “I should probably find a bra and some pants, shouldn’t I?” She moves toward my bedroom.
“Where’s Quinn? And Rose?”
“Quinn went over to my place about an hour ago. I think he’s helping Lovey with an assignment. And Rose is in class.”
“So the house is empty?”
“It is.” She tips her head. “Wanna see how fast you can make me come?”
“Fuck yeah, I do.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” She pulls a condom out of the key pocket in her running shorts. I nab it from her and toss it on the counter before I yank her shorts down her thighs. She kicks them off, and I back her up against the island, wrap my hands around her waist, and lift her onto the counter.
“It’s Thursday, isn’t it?”
“One of my favorite days of the week.” Winter groans when I squeeze her ass.
I drop to my knees, and she shimmies to the edge of the counter and parts her legs. There’s no teasing, no working up to anything. I latch onto her clit and suck hard.
“Fucking Jesus, Randall. Oh my God.” She frees the tie from my hair and shoves her fingers in it, rolling her hips in time to the swirl of my tongue. It only takes a few minutes to get her close to an orgasm, but I want to be inside her when she comes, so I stop when she starts to tremble.
“Why are you stopping? I’m right there!” she cries when I stand.
“I want you to come on my cock.” I yank my shirt over my head and shove my joggers down enough to free myself from my boxers.
She makes a plaintive, frustrated sound, but wraps her warm fingers around my length, using it to pull me closer. I angle my erection down and rub the piercing over her clit.
Her eyes roll up, and she whimpers when I slide down, nudging against her entrance before I drag the head along the length of her slit. “You’re so fucking soft.”
She hooks her foot around the back of my leg, and I nudge against her entrance again. We both moan, and my eyes meet hers. I see the desperation there.
“I could go bare, just for a minute?” It’s all question and no certainty.
She bites her lip. “Just for a minute?”
I nod. “Until you come.”
“I haven’t ever before,” she whispers.
“Me neither. We don’t have to. I don’t want you to feel pressured.”
“I don’t. I want to.” Her fingers drift along the side of my neck. “I don’t feel pressured, I mean. I never feel that way with you. And I want to feel you.”
“Me too.” Our gazes focus down as I angle the head and the piercing disappears inside her.
“Oh fuck,” she breathes.
My eyes lift to hers. “Is that a good or a bad oh fuck?”
