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“You’re an asshole,” Crew says. But he grins up at them. “But…I’m going to reward yousowell for knowing that, sweet girl.”
She’s breathing fast, but she says, “You’ve had forty-three assists.”
Crew growls and lowers his head, sucking on her clit hard as he thrusts two fingers deep.
She cries out, and he doesn’t let up.
“What’s his PIM?” Nathan asks as she starts to lift her hips closer to Crew’s mouth.
“Ask her how many hat tricks I’ve had, you dick,” Crew says.
Nathan actually chuckles. Hell, I do too. Instead of asking about Crew’s league-leading, very impressive five hat tricks for the season, Nathan’s asking about his time in the penalty box.
“I don’t…” Dani shakes her head. “I mean, I know it. But I can’t…remember.”
Then Crew does something–it’s hard to see exactly what from my vantage point–that takes her up and over the edge with a loud, “Oh my God, Crew!”
He kisses his way up to her belly, slowly removing his fingers. Then he shifts up to kiss her.
When he leans back, she says, still breathless, “Five. You’ve had five hat tricks this season.”
He grins and kisses her again. “My very good fucking girl.”
“And twenty minutes in the box,” Nathan mutters.
“Come here,” Crew says to Dani, ignoring Nathan. He pulls her down the mattress until she’s fully underneath him. He kisses her deeply, running his hands up and down her body, just pressing her into the mattress for a moment.
“Fuck her,” Nathan orders.
Crew reaches down and lowers his boxers, freeing his cock. He lines up with Dani’s entrance and thrusts.
She gasps his name again, wrapping her legs around him.
He pounds into her. “Jesus, God, you feel good,” he says against her neck.
“Yes, oh, yes,” she agrees, her fingers digging into his back.
“There’s no room for us to take you together, so you’ll have to be an extra good slut tonight and keep those legs open until we’re all done with you,” Nathan tells her, brushing her hair back from her head as Crew fucks her.
She moans, and Crew’s rhythm picks up.
“Fuck, I can’t hold on,” he says through gritted teeth. “Dani… Jesus, Dani.”
“Fill me up, Crew,” she tells him. “Just let go.”
And he does. He comes with a muttered curse, pumping his hips a few more times before he stops, dropping his forehead to hers. “Dammit, girl, you destroy me every time.”
She runs her hands through his hair. “I love you, Crew.”
“I love you too, Dani girl.”
He kisses her, and Nathan says, “Get off her.”
Crew lifts his head, laughing. “Next.” He winks at her. “What a good dirty girl, just laying here, taking us one after another.”
A little shiver goes through her that says she loves all of that.
“She’s not just going to lay there,” Nathan says. “Hands and knees, Danielle.”
