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Playoffs are when the real fun begins.
We've lost our last two games against teams that aren't even in the playoff picture. Our defence has holes, and we've been letting goals in like nobody's business.
Fans are getting antsy. The Northmen haven't won a cup in over fifty years, and everyone thinks we'll tank come playoff time. If I'm being honest, Toronto is the best and worst city to play hockey for. Fans and critics can be brutal. When we win, we're on top of the world, but when we lose, we are no better than pond scum.
Em and Holly have been working their asses off to keep the team in everyone's good graces. "The Blue and White Life" has been a hit, but I underestimated the work and time that goes into opening my life to the public and creating content. It has brought Em and me closer in proximity, but I don't feel like we are getting any closer to getting back together.
"Ryan," Em yells, snapping me back to reality. We are using our little social experiment to promote our annual charity Easter Egg hunt. Easter is early this year, and the team hosts a charity party with underprivileged youth and an expensive dinner with season ticket holders to raise money for the kids.
"Sorry," I mutter, straightening my bunny ears. I look ridiculous dressed as a rabbit, holding a basket, and wearing my Northmen jersey.
"Hey everyone, as you know, it's time for our annual Easter Egg hunt." I smile, holding up my basket of eggs. "We are teaming up with the Boys and Girls Club to help underprivileged youth find good role models. Later today, every player will be teaming up with young girls and boys on a scavenger hunt at George's Jungle Gymnasium, a massive indoor adventure park. If you want to donate, please click the link below. Every donation, no matter how big or small, matters. Everyone who donates will be entered into a draw to win tickets to the first round of the playoffs."
I finish the segment, adding advertising plugs for our sponsors. Most of the guys have already left the rink to meet the kids, but Em and I stayed back to shoot our video and gather some team swag to give away.
"Let me carry those," I say, taking two huge duffle bags from Em's hands. She's been oddly quiet for the last few days. I've gotten used to her snark, and I'm not enjoying the absence of it.
"Hey." I smile, gently tipping her chin with my thumb and placing the bags back on the locker room floor. Em tries to avoid my eyes, but I draw her back to me. "What's up, Em? Talk to me."
"Nothing's up."
"I know you too well to believe that. I can always tell when you're lying."
Em sighs, trying to look away again. I place my forehead against hers, the way I used to whenever she stressed over little, insignificant things like exams, overdue papers, or high school drama.
Instead of talking, Em twines her arms around my neck, tilting her face upwards and placing her lips over mine. I freeze. It's the first time Em has initiated intimacy with me since I returned to Toronto, and I only hesitate for a moment before responding.
My arms move naturally around her waist, pulling hard against my chest, nestling her thighs into my hardening cock. I tease her lips, inhaling her scent, like lemons and all Em. Not to be outdone, she sucks my tongue into her mouth like a starving woman and digs her nails into my scalp.
What started as a sweet kiss is quickly becoming frantic and all-consuming. I'm not sure where Em ends and I begin.
"God, I've missed you," I hear myself whisper across the flushed skin of her cheeks, trailing kisses along her jaw.
"I've missed you too. I know I shouldn't. I know this won't end well, but I can't help myself. I never could help myself with you."
"I promise you this will endverywell." I chuckle, before sliding my hands up her shirt, along her flat stomach, to cup her breasts.
Em lets out a moan as my fingers play along her tight nipples. I'm so fucking hard right now that I'm almost afraid I'll come in my pants. Seven years of living off memories is too long.
"Please," Em begs.
"Please what?"
"Please make me come," she breathes out before grabbing my face in both hands, looking me straight in the eyes. Hers are clear, caramel, and so full of want it takes my breath away. "Don't tease me, Ryan. If you don't make me come in the next five minutes, I'll scream."
"Oh, you'll scream, alright."
Without thinking, I scoop Em up in my arms and carry her to the team meeting room. Thank god, everyone's left. It's much more suited to my purposes and has a couch. I lay her down, kissing her hard. She's so sexy in her little yoga outfit. I want to rip it off her.
I love it when Em wears yoga pants. Her ass is hot as fuck, and the stretchy material comes off easily without buttons or zippers. Pushing up her shirt, I leave a path of hot kisses down her stomach. When I reach the top of her thighs, my mouth is watering, and she's shaking.
I don't waste another moment before taking her into my mouth.
Sweet. Fucking. Heaven.
"Oh fuck," Em pants. Her thighs try to close on my head to draw me closer, but I push them farther apart, taking in her beautiful little pussy. "Don't stop. Fuck. How have I gone without this for seven years?"
My brain almost doesn't hear Em's words but then catches on. I've wondered if Em has been with anyone else but me, not that I expected her to be celibate, but the caveman part of me hopes she has. I'm not about to spoil the moment by asking.
