Page 95 of You Had Me at Hockey

“Hold on, honey.” I rise. “I don’t have a condom.”

My jeans sag on my hips as I book it into the bedroom to grab one. I leave the pants there, rolling on the condom as I stride back, totally naked now. Sara’s limp and quivering on the couch.

The first thing I do is tug the little lace cups down under her tits and dive in to devour her sweet nipples. I taste and tease, suck and nibble, then lick all over. My stiff cock is prodding her entrance and she’s the one who reaches down to guide me inside, lifting her knees as she does so.

“Aw fuck…” Fiery sensation builds, racing up my spine.

“I love it,” she whispers. “Love having you inside me. So big and full…so deep.”

“I fucking love it too.” I bury my face in the side of her neck as I slide all the way in.

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We don’t bother getting dressed after, because we both know we’re not going to be able to keep our hands off each other. I give her a pair of flannel pants that are huge on her and a sweatshirt. She looks adorable. I pull on sweats and a T and we cuddle up on the couch and catch up on the last week.

“So the people at Tryst were super complimentary to me,” she says. “And I liked their jeans designs.” She talks a bit about the other businesses. “Harper wants a decision tomorrow.”

“Huh. That’s not much time.”

“Well, I’ve had since Thursday.”

“So you’ve been thinking about it?”

“Sort of.” She sighs. “Harper has a big list of pros and cons for each of them. She emailed it to me, and I looked at it, but it’s too much.” She grabs handfuls of her long hair and tugs.

Somehow, I know her. “Which one do you want to work with?”

She answers without hesitation.

“Genuine People.”

“Based on…?”

She exhales sharply. “I like them. I like their clothes.”

“That’s not really a strong business rationale.”

She squeezes her eyes shut. “I know! Fuck, I can’t even make a good business decision. I just know what I like! I shouldn’t be allowed to run a business.”

I stroke her back soothingly. “Going on instinct isn’t a bad way to go.”

“But what if it’s wrong?” She turns agonized eyes on me. “What if I screw up?”

“I don’t think any of these three choices would be a bad decision, do you?”

She considers that. “No.” She purses her lips. “I like the fact that Genuine People focuses on sustainability and making their clothes locally. That’s important to me.”

“There you go. That’s a good reason. So do what you want. Your instincts have gotten you a long way in what you do.”

She blinks at me. Then her eyes clear and her mouth softens. “Thank you.”

I shrug. “I don’t think I helped much.”

“You helped…because you believe in me.”

She’s right. “I do.” I smile back at her. “You’re smart and talented. You know what you’re doing, even when you think you don’t. You’re too hard on yourself.”

Her bottom lip quivers. “Thank you. Geez, Josh.”

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