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I can’t wait.
38
SLOAN
By the time we’re at the rink, I’m quivering. Beck kept his hand tucked in my lap the whole way over and his pinkie brushed my clit “accidentally” at least ten times. When we walk inside, he backs me against a wall and kisses me, grinding his dick against me until I’m so fucking close I’m literally cock-eyed.
“Please, Beck. Two minutes in the closet. I’m literally begging.”
He lowers his head so his mouth is hot against my ear. “Oh, sweetheart… when I’m ready for you to come, it’s not going to take two minutes.” He slides his tongue around the shell of my ear before he stops at the lobe for a shocking nibble. “But the second time is going to take a whole lot longer.”
“Oh God.” I’m panting. Actually.
“Now, go sit in your seat like a good girl and watch me work.”
Just like that, I’m dismissed with a pat on my tender ass as he walks down the tunnel. I stand there miserably for a moment, contemplating spending two minutes in the closet by my damn self, before I give up and do as I’m told.
I head to the stands, to my seat behind the Wave’s bench, as practice begins. The boys hit the ice and start buzzing through drills while I lose myself in a sex-fueled daydream where Beck isn’t the cruelest monster alive. It’s nice to be seated, because my legs are jelly.
“Girl!”
I whirl around in surprise when a familiar voice breaks through my daze. It’s Holly, sashaying down the row. She drops into a seat next to me and grins.
“You okay?” she asks when she sees my flushed skin.
I force a smile on my face. “Doing swell, thanks.”
“Hm. If you say so.”
She promptly launches into an extremely detail-oriented crash course orientation on her firm’s new contract with the Wave, her goals here, yada yada, on and on. I’m in no fit state of mind to deal with any of it, so I just smile and nod the whole time until she gets a call on her phone and excuses herself to answer it.
Thank God,I breathe silently when she’s gone. I’ve had my legs clamped together for an hour now so I don’t squirm in the seat the wrong way and send myself to La La Land. Between that and my sore butt cheeks, my whole world is uncomfortable.
At least practice is wrapping up. I waddle my way back out to meet Beck at the mouth of the tunnel after he showers and runs through the team debrief.
“You alright?” he asks as he saunters up to me.
I flash him a sarcastic thumbs-up. “Thriving. Living the dream, really.”
His mouth twitches up in the subtlest smirk. “Good. Because I’ve got a few hours’ worth of errands to run through before we go home.”
My jaw drops. “Beck…”
Then that grin goes full blast and I practically melt. “Just kidding. I’m about to take you to bed and fuck you until you can’t move.”
I don’t know whether to slap him across his smug face or crumble to his knees with gratitude. I need this to end. I’m a mess, straight up. A human puddle of need.
Whistling jauntily, he takes my hand in his and shepherds me to our waiting car. He opens the door for me, helps me in, buckles my seatbelt. The breeze carrying his scent into my nose through the open door almost pushes my button, but I clamp down and it passes eventually.
He walks around to his side and gets in, then leans over to suck my lower lip into his mouth while his calloused fingers hold my chin in place.
“You're going to come on my tongue as many times as I want until you realize that I'm the best damn thing that's ever happened to you.”
His hand teases into my lap and out again. Just a brief flash of promise of what’s to come.
I moan when he pulls away. He grins, nuzzles his nose gently against mine. “Tell me you need me, angel, and I'll let you come. Just say those three little words and I'll make it all better.”
It’s a challenge. He’s trying to prove something to me. After the afternoon I’ve had, you’d think I’d gladly take the L.
