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I needa little post-game love from my girl. I always get energized (or pissed if we lose) after a game, and tonight I’m keyed up. We’re killing it this season, and I can practically smell the playoffs. The only thing I want more than a shot at that cup is my girl.
Our girl.
“Honey, I’m home! Give your favorite hockey player a victory kiss,” I announce as Doc and I arrive back at Nathan’s place. She left right after the game with Nathan, worried about having enough time to pack for our holiday house-hopping festivities. “Who’s ready for a road trip?”
My answer is a soft, low moan, and I’m greeted with the perfect shot of Dani laid out on the kitchen island. She’s still wearing her sweater, but it’s pushed up, and her jeans are on the floor by Nathan’s feet. Her ankles are propped on Nathan’s shoulders, and her cheeks are flushed as his tongue works her clit. Lust kicks me in the gut.
Now that’s the way to kick off the holiday break.
I turn to Michael and raise an eyebrow. “Looks like the party got started without us.”
“Looks that way.” He clears his throat as he yanks off his overcoat. “There’s a joke about packing somewhere here, but I don’t care.”
“Same.” I take my own coat and shoes off, never taking my eyes away from Dani and Nathan.
“Hi, guys,” she says breathlessly, forcing her eyes open to greet us. “Great game, Crew. I’m so proud—oh, God!—
Her sentence is cut off as she bucks her hips, blindly grasping for Nathan. “Yes, yes, Nathan, please, yes,” she cries out as she explodes in an orgasm.
Dani grips Nathan’s hair and grinds him deeper down into her pussy, and I rub my cock through my pants, so fucking turned on by how beautiful she is in her passion. Watching her grow into who she is, uninhibited and fully enjoying sex, has been amazing to watch.
Even with Nathan, that bossy bastard.
Not that I actually care, but I can read that motherfucker like a book. When we first all got together with Dani, he would do things out of jealousy. Now I like to think it’s more a form of teasing me, and maybe a way to assert his position as boss.
“He did that on purpose, didn’t he?” I ask Michael, sparing a glance in his direction.
Hughes gives a tight nod. “Oh, hell, yeah, he did.”
We’re both striding over to them, intent on getting in on the action, when Nathan pulls back with a smug smirk on his face. “Do what? Get our sexy little slut ready for you both?”
“Make her come in the middle of her compliment to me.”
“What are you talking about?” he asks, straightening up and easing Dani’s legs onto the island. “That never occurred to me.”
He does a decent job of sounding innocent. But he’s full of shit. He knew exactly what he was doing.
“Here, sweetheart,” he adds, as if he’s the most congenial motherfucker on the planet, “time for McNeill and Hughes to taste you too.”
Dani nods eagerly and reaches her hand toward the two of us. “Come here.”
Peeling my shirt off, I gesture for Michael to take her outstretched hand as Nathan strips her sweater off and tosses it to the floor.
“Go for it, Doc,” I tell him. “Merry Christmas.”
Michael is so easygoing that he tends to hang back and let me and Nathan greedily do whatever we want with our sweet Dani. He may be our calming influence and mediator, but that’s all the more reason we should give him more consideration so we don’t take him for granted. It’s something I’ve been working on because I’m definitely aware that I’m not the most mature person in this relationship. I want to do this right so we can keep it going. Forever, if I have my way.
Damn, I fucking love this woman, I think as I watch Michael give Dani a slow, teasing kiss on the lips before he drops down and shifts his head between her thighs. Then I can see his tongue easing in and out of her pink pussy and how her thighs clench in response. My cock throbs, so I reach for my belt buckle, yanking it open.
“Jesus, Dani, I can see how wet you are from here. You’re so fucking hot and wet that pretty little pussy is just dripping down onto Doc’s tongue.”
“I’m so wet,” she agrees, her voice so excited and eager as I take my zipper down. “Michael, yes, that’s just perfect—oh, my God.”
The way she freely and enthusiastically invites Michael into her, the way she spreads her legs further and runs her fingernails across his scalp, and her heels dig into his shoulders, is sexy as hell.
“How does she taste, Doc?” I wrap my fist around my throbbing cock at the base of my shaft, studying Dani intently.
