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Hoss made quick work of the buttons on my shirt and revealed my toned chest and abs. He pulled away momentarily, admiring me with a look that sent shivers up my spine.
"You're beautiful," he whispered before diving back in.
We moved down a corridor to my bedroom, hands fumbling as we lost the rest of our clothes along the way.
Our naked bodies collided, and we tumbled onto the bed, tangling our arms and legs together. Hoss pushed up close to me and kissed me hard. I moaned into his mouth as his hand trailed down my chest and over my stomach before settling between my legs.
I craved more—all of him. Hoss pulled away from the kiss, his breath hot against my neck. "Tell me what you want, Coach Z," he whispered.
"I want you," I whispered back while I tangled my fingers into his hair. "I want you inside me."
Hoss growled, and his blue eyes shone a deep sapphire with the intensity of his desire. He leaned to the side and reached for the nightstand, instinctively knowing where he’d find what was needed. He pulled out a condom and rolled it onto himself in a deft, fluid motion. Next, he grabbed a small bottle of lube.
I watched, mesmerized by the sight of him. My cock rose to its fullest arousal in anticipation. When he was ready, he pushed up between my legs, wrapping them around his body as his fingers slicked up my hole.
When he was ready, the pressure of Hoss’s body against mine was intense. He began to thrust, and I gasped. I reached up above my head to grip the rail of my headboard.
Our hips moved together in a natural rhythm. I knew neither of us would last long the first time, and my orgasm rushed up on me. The cum erupted from my cock, and I shuddered and jerked, nearly overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensation.
I opened my mouth to cry out, but Hoss’s soft lips muffled my sounds.
He rocked into me with deep, steady pounding before finally letting out a long, shuddering moan as his own climax hit. With a few final thrusts, he settled onto me, both of us panting and trembling.
Soon, we drifted into a peaceful sleep, both mentally and physically exhausted.
When I woke, Hoss was already stirring. He looked at me with a slow smile spreading across his face.
"We did it, Coach Z," he said, pure joy radiating from his face.
I traced a single finger along his right arm. “Does that mean we scored?”
Hoss let out a laugh and pulled me closer into a tight embrace. "Yeah, I think we did.”
Chapter11
Hoss
As I walked into the restaurant, the atmosphere hit me like the first blast of an arena's horn—loud, boisterous, and charged with energy. The team had already gathered around a long table, clinking beer glasses and diving into a mess of wings and nachos.
But my focus sharpened the second I laid eyes on Pete. He looked up, and for a split second, the rest of the room faded. The electricity crackled between us, and we didn’t have to ignore it anymore.
I dropped down next to him, exhaling and smiling ear to ear. "Hey, Pete,” I grinned.
"Hey, Hoss. How's it going?"
"Better now." And it was true. Pete was staying. He'd said no to the NHL, which meant he was staying with the team, but more than that, he was staying in Cold Pines. It was time for the team to celebrate.
Pete and I had also begun the process of tearing all the walls down that separated us. I woke up that morning in his arms, and it was the best place I’d ever been.
As we all settled in, the topic of conversation inevitably turned to Pete's earth-shattering decision. Jensen, always the shit-stirrer, piped up, "So, Coach Z, how does it feel to be the guy who said no to the NHL?"
Pete chuckled, "It feels like being myself. Cold Pines has a realness to it, you know? That's what makes it special."
He went on about the team and the town, avoiding any deeply emotional talk. I was all ears, but I sensed he was holding something back.
A waiter arrived, corks popped, and champagne flowed. I stuck with my Coke, but the sentiment wasn't lost on me. Waller, our goalie, raised his glass high. "To Coach Z, for showing us what it means to stay true."
Glasses clinked, and my eyes caught Pete's.
