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“Let’s see you try to keep quiet this time.” She bats her lashes at me while licking her hand in one long stroke. Jesus. Then she slides her hand back under the coat and wraps it around my shaft.

My cock jumps in her hand as she squeezes and strokes down. The motion makes my heart thud. Fuck, she’s sexy like this. I smirk at her. “Maybe I want an audience.”

“You really think they’ll let you stay on the team if they find out you were fooling around with your stepsister on the bus?” Her little smirk tells me she knows exactly what cards she’s holding.

But if she thinks jerking me off at the back of the bus isn’t going to make me fall more in love with her, she’s sorely mistaken. “Thought you didn’t want anyone finding out about us.”

She keeps stroking, her hand mouth-wateringly small wrapped around my shaft, spreading her saliva over every inch. “You won’t let them. Because if you do, I’ll get shipped off and you won’t get your hands on me again.”

My jaw clenches. She’s right—I’ll never fucking let that happen. It’ll be a cold day in hell before I go without her again. How I survived five years without her by my side is a damn miracle. I won’t survive it again.

When her hand drops my cock, my stomach falls to my feet. She’s going to leave me hanging like I did to her in that stairwell.

But then her fingertips graze my balls before her palm cups them. I hiss through my teeth. Shit. There’s no way this girl is real. She’s too fucking perfect. I’ve known that since we met. Way too perfect for me. I’ll never deserve her.

Her hand drifts back up to my cock, stroking again. This time, she rubs the underside of my tip, and my shaft twitches with every graze of her thumb. I bite my lip to hold back the groan.

She flashes a cocky smirk. “You’re going to come in two minutes, aren’t you?” She tsks. “Thought you’d last a little bit longer.”

I grit my teeth. I’ll last until we get to the game if that’s how she wants to play this. “Careful, sweetheart.”

She leans closer to purr in my ear. “Beg me to make you come.”

My fists clench. She’s turning this back around on me. “Sienna?—”

Suddenly, her head drops to my shoulder and her hand stops moving. I’m about to protest when I spot Knox’s eyes on me over the top of the seat and jump.

“Sorry, bud. Didn’t mean to scare you.” He smiles. “Got any gum?”

On my shoulder, Sienna pretends to be asleep, but her hand still grips my cock.

“Nope.” I have a full pack in my bag, but there’s no way in hell I’m moving.

Knox glances between me and Sienna. “She’s so cute. Tell her she can sleep on my shoulder on the way home.”

I flip him off, and he chuckles before dropping back down in his seat.

My heart’s still hammering. Jesus. That was close.

Sienna withdraws her hand from my sweats, and my balls pinch, aching for release. “What are you doing?”

“Sleeping.” She gives me a sickly sweet smile before resting her head on the window and shutting her eyes.

The hell she is. I’m going to be thinking about her hand down my pants the whole game. Thinking about her mouth on my cock while her hand cups my balls.

“Sienna,” I warn.

“Better get some rest before the game, sweetheart.”

Chapter 15

Sienna

Someone’s eyes are on me.

I’m an idiot for leaving the library past dark, especially after staying up late last night following the Devils’ game against the Wildcats. To my shock, Luke actually wasn’t lying about me shadowing the medical staff. I learned way more than I needed to know about common hockey injuries like shoulder dislocations and groin pulls.

On the bus ride home, Luke was so exhausted, he fell asleep, but I was too paranoid that he was faking it to let my eyes fall shut.

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