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“Your body is magical, Eli. Every muscle is pronounced and these tattoos are a work of art.” She leans down, licking the barbed wire heart that’s drawn over my own. It’s a symbol. The wire guards my heart.You’ll never get through.
As if reading my mind, she says, “You don’t need to protect your heart from everyone, Eli. The right woman will come and you’ll know. She won’t cut you, like this barbed wire would. She’ll be soft. Sweet. Pleasing and everything a grump like you needs.”
I huff a laugh. “I’m not a grump, sweetheart. Just a realist.”
“For tonight, let me be your sweet reality.” She palms me and gives me a few long strokes and before I know it, she’s sliding me back inside her, rocking her hips like she was born to move over me and only me. I prop myself on my elbows, getting closer to those full tits of hers, and take one in my mouth. I tenderly bite and she squeezes me tight inside her. I do it again, and she smirks.
“I feel you, baby girl, and it’s never felt so good.”
“Eli.”
“Honey.”
She smiles and takes my mouth, riding me until we’re both falling off the cliff again.
CHAPTER4
HONEY
After another fullhour of learning how well our bodies fit together, Eli drifted off. I lay there next to him, stroking his arm, his ribs, tracing the tattoos. All the black lines he’s drawn to act as a barrier to push others away.
“I’d stay, but I don’t think you’re ready.” I whisper to him, wishing it weren’t true. I waited until his breathing evened out and then I slowly gathered my clothes and crept from the room.
The sun was just breaking for the day, so it gave me enough light to see I was in no ordinary apartment. No, this place was gorgeous. And expensive. White marble countertops, black marble floors. Couches that felt as soft as silk. And hockey paraphernalia everywhere.
“This guy must be a collector.”
I dress quickly and take a breath, breathing in the manly smell of mahogany that is Eli. Glancing around one more time, I slip out.
“Goodbye, Eli.”
* * *
Hours later,I open the door to my office, throw my purse and jacket onto the chair in the corner and sit down to start up my computer and go through emails. It proves futile, as my mind only keeps bringing me back to Eli.
I’ve never had a one-night stand before. Yes, I was brought up on free love, but it didn’t mean I was out giving it away for free. Something about him, though, drew me close. I wanted more without knowing why. Besides the physical, fuck, was he handsome, he seemed guarded. Holding himself away, hiding behind tattoos with an untouchable attitude. I’m more than likely just another notch on his bedpost while he’ll remain an unattainable dream of mine.
He’s not ready, so I won’t go looking. I’ll keep my head down. I’ll work and I won’t return to the scene of the crime.
CHAPTER5
Ezekiel
Ten weeks later
Not to brag,but I’m fucking magic on the ice. From the time I was a young kid, I skated better than I walked. It was second nature to me. My parents put me on a team as soon as I could stand and it’s been history ever since. I’m also not your typical look for a goalie. I’m lean and limber, which is a good combo, but I’m not necessarily big. Add the pads, though, and I just move better with the bulk. I adapt to whatever is put on me and let my body do the rest.
Like Honey.
I adapted to everything she put on me and ten weeks later I still can’t shake her from my mind.
We’ve had home games, away games and we’ve been to Clapper’s every night. I wait like an addict for my next hit. A glimpse of anyone walking through the door with those green eyes. But she never comes.
The guys sense I’m different. My entire perspective has shifted because of that one night. I’ve taken no one home since. I’ve barely given the puck bunnies a second glance when they call my name. And the tension I’m holding onto is looking for an outlet. I yearn to see her again and dream about a future with Honey in it.
I’ve never cared about a future with a woman since my high school sweetheart burned me. It was my first year in the league. No one was happier than she was that I had gotten drafted. But I soon learned she was only happy because then she had her pick of my teammates.
Skank.
