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I push away from the wall, practically running for my room. As soon as we're over the threshold, I slide her down my body. Her legs tremble beneath her, giving out. I pull her up against me, her back to my front. She's so much smaller than I am, delicate in ways I find all too appealing. My heart pulses, the desire toprotect and love her just as strong, just as urgent as the need to fuck her dirty.
"Whoa, your room is awesome," she breathes, gaping at the massive bed on the low dais in the center of the room. A giant photo of the Nashville skyline hangs above the headboard, making the bed the centerpiece of the room. The back wall is glass, looking out over the property. The remaining walls and floor are a blue so dark it's almost black. It makes sleeping during the day easier after games and traveling.
"Glad you approve." I hold her close to me for a long moment, running my hands all over her body. Her tits are every bit as magnificent as they look. They overflow my hands. I knead them, playing with her hard little nipples through her shirt. I kiss all along the side of her throat at the same time, leave bite marks on her perfect skin.
Seeing them there makes me even harder, even more desperate to claim her. For a man who has always hated people prying into his life off the ice, I can't wait for the entire fuckingworldto know this girl is mine. I want them to see my marks in her skin, want them to know that no one else is allowed to touch her.
I slide her shirt up her body, placing my palm against her belly.
She fidgets like she's uncomfortable having it there.
"I love every inch of your body," I murmur in her ear, nipping her skin. "You're so damn soft and sweet. I don't want you hiding from me."
"I…okay," she whispers.
"You're beautiful, Laney. So goddamn beautiful."
"Weston," she whimpers, fidgeting again when I slide her shirt up before pulling it off over her head.
I try to take care with the delicate lace, try not to rip it, but I'm so amped up, it's hard as hell to be careful when I just want to tear it off her. The shirt lands on the floor at our feet.
I slide my hands up her body again, cupping her breasts. Her bra is simple black satin. I delve my hands inside, eager to touch her bare skin. Her little nipples are hard, pressing against my palms.
"Oh my god," she moans, melting against me when I pinch them.
"In this room, I am your god, Laney," I murmur, playing with her tits while she writhes and squirms. "Say my name, angel. Just mine."
"Caveman," she gasps.
"For you, I'll be anything you want." I place kisses all over her shoulders. Her skin is the sweetest ivory. She's flushed with desire and so damn warm everywhere.
"Just…Jesus, that feels good. Just be Weston."
"I don't want to sign your tits," I murmur, quickly working the front clasp of her bra free. The fabric parts, allowing me unfettered access to her tits. I pinch and pull and play while she squirms, moaning about how good it feels. "I want to slide my dick between them."
"D-do that then," she gasps, which makes me chuckle.
One day, I'll take her up on that offer, but not today. Right now, I just want to make her feel good.
I reluctantly let her go, and then snag her hand, pulling her across the room toward the bed. Before she can sit, I stop her with a shake of my head.
"Stay right here," I say, positioning her where I want her, with her hands on the bed, her round ass in the air. Christ, she looks good like this. I trail my fingers down her spine, feeling each little knot of bone.
Her skin pebbles in response to my touch.
"You're soft everywhere."
"You're hard everywhere," she says, her voice trembling.
"Kick your shoes off."
I give her a second to do as instructed. Once they're gone, I slide my hand around her hip, quickly finding the button on her jeans. It slides free of the hook. Her zipper inches down, her body quivering as it does.
Getting her jeans and panties off her takes me all of two seconds. I'm too damn impatient to take my time. I'm like a greedy little kid in a candy store. I want to see and touch and gorge myself on all of her now.
"Fuck me," I groan, squeezing my dick to keep from coming on myself. She's a goddess. There's no doubt about it. Her curves are so damn pretty and feminine. Her wide hips flare out from her waist, giving her the perfect hourglass shape.
I palm her round ass, bouncing it in my hands. I press close, wedging my dick between her cheeks. She arches up on her toes, allowing her to push back against me. I grind against her a few times, unable to help myself.
