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"We can?"
"Yep. You just went from spiraling hockey star to crazy-in-love hockey star. That, we can work with. But I swear to God, Gray, if you throw up on anyone else or punch anyone else, Camila is going to help me hide your body," Kelsey growls at me. "You're on notice."
"You can't put me on murder notice, Kelsey," I protest. "That's not a thing!"
"It is now," she says and then smirks at me before turning on her heel to chase after Coach.
"She is kind of terrifying," Camila says.
"I told you so," I mutter, kissing her again. "Jesus, angel. I can't believe Rhonda didn't try to ruin me. I was sure she would."
"You were kind to her Gray," Camila says. "Despite how everything happened, you were a gentleman. You tried to protect her from the fallout. You're one of the good guys. Anyone who spends any amount of time around you can see that. Of course she didn't try to ruin you."
"Have I told you lately that I love you?" I ask, kissing her again and then again.
"No," she says, pouting against my lips.
"I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you." I kiss her between every declaration until she's laughing and squirming,trying to get away from me, and then I kiss her for real. "Te amo, querida. Te amo."
"I love you too," she whispers. "Now, please go shower and change so I can get you back to the hotel and do dirty things to you."
"How dirty are we talking?"
"Filthy dirty," she says.
"Fuck yeah. Be back soon!" I release her and haul ass toward the locker room, ready to get this shit over with so she can do filthy dirty things to me. I pause outside the door and look back to find her doubled over with laughter, glowing like the sun.
"Dum-dum-da-dum, dum-dum-da-dum," Jonas booms as soon as I open the locker room door and step inside. He has a towel draped over his head like a veil, his arm looped through Theo's.
The entire team is spread out around them. As soon as they spot me, they all start singing right alongside Jonas.
"What the fuck?" I ask, gaping at them.
"I think they mean congratulations, son," Coach MacAthie says, smacking me on the back as he passes by.
"They could have just said that," I say. "I feel like Shrek in a room full of Donkeys, only we're calling them Jackasses. Why won't they stop singing? And since when did the Wedding March have lyrics?"
Coach laughs and smacks me on the back again. "Get showered and go spend time with your girl. We'll talk later about how much time you spent in the penalty box this game."
"Aw, Coach. Come on, man!"
"Mais, mais," Camila cries, throwing her head back. Her nails scrabble down my back as I pump into her, fucking her hard enough to rattle the headboard. Her pussy flutters around my cock, letting me know she's close.
"Come,querida," I growl before pulling her nipple between my teeth and then tonguing it to soothe the bite. Her beautiful body is littered with my marks, but I can't seem to stop myself from leaving them all over her. They match the scratches she's leaving all over my back.
I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with her scratch marks in my skin. I have a feeling she'll be making my dick hard for the rest of my life. When we're eighty and in the nursing home, I'll be sneaking into her bed just to get another taste of her. A lifetime won't be enough to satisfy me.
I don't know if it's normal to fall so hard and fast, but I never stood a chance. Not with Camila. From the moment I set eyes on her, I knew she was supposed to be mine. Something inside me recognized her. Something inside her answered. I'll never let her go now.
"Gray, I'm…I'm…"
"Come," I say again, silencing her with a hard kiss.
She cries my name into my mouth, her pussy clamping down on my cock. It hurts so fucking good. She's tight as a vise,strangling me with her heat. A flood of arousal soaks my cock as she goes rigid beneath me and then begins to shake, coming all over me.
I pound into her, bottoming out on each deep thrust. Her name leaves my lips on a shout as the cord snaps and I fall too, my balls draining themselves into her. I thrust as deep as I can and then go still, wanting it as deep in her as I can get it. I writhe in ecstasy above her, my heart racing. Blood rushes through me in a torrent of sound.
"Te amo," she cries against my lips. "Te amo."
