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“Not at all. Gives me more time to explore your body.”

“That was slightly cringeworthy.”

Riff lowered his lips to mine for a quick kiss. “Hey. I have an idea.”

“What?”

Riff moved his lips to my ear. “Pleasure painting time…”

I slowly smiled.

I cupped my hand between his legs. “This time, it’s my turn.”

“Oh, sweetheart, you touch my cock, I’m dropping everything I’m doing to enjoy it. But what we can do is slap some paint on your ass and put you against a canvas while I-”

“Riff,” I said.

“Yeah?”

“I have a better idea.”

“Oh?”

I moved to my toes and touched his face. “How about you just shut up and carry me back inside, then just fuck me again?”

That was probably the most romantic Riff would ever get me to be.

Chapter Forty-Five

RIFF

“I’m going out there first,” I said.

“The fuck you are,” Remi said. “I’m going out first.”

“Don’t get in my way, okay? All eyes are on us.”

“I don’t give a shit about that. Know your place, okay? Move back in life, Riff.”

Remi took a step and I swung my hockey stick.

He stumbled forward on his skates and almost fell.

I darted forward and ran down the tunnel.

“Sucker!” I called out.

“You’re dead!” Remi yelled back.

I launched forward onto the ice.

All the other guys stopped, dropped their sticks and began to applaud for me.

I waved and nodded.

Finally allowed to be back on the ice after the suspension.

“Dead man,” Remi’s voice boomed as he appeared on the ice behind me.

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