Page 76 of Voices

“So good,” I mumble with my mouth full.

We eat and talk about what projects I’m working on and how he’s excited about the upcoming games. When we’re finished eating, Shane takes our bowls and sets them on the coffee table and I turn to face him.

“Tell me about this Avatar obsession of yours.”

My cheeks heat as he pulls my hoodie to him and kisses me.

“Don’t do that. I love hearing you talk about what brings you joy.” He pecks my lips again and sits back.

“Um, I guess it started when I read my first fantasy book when I was ten. I’ve always loved getting lost in a fantasy because it takes me away from reality for a little while. It intrigued me so much that after I’d read a book, I’d watch any fantasy movie I could find.” I chuckle sheepishly. “Then I was introduced to science fantasy when the first Avatar movie came out. It was like everything I imagined from the books and the movies came together in this one movie.” I shrug.“The movies were just a way for me to see the world I wanted to escape to. But now, since I’ve watched them so many times, it’s more of a comfort thing. I hate the silence that comes with living alone so at night I pick one of the movies to fall asleep to.”

“That explains a lot actually.” He leans forward so I copy him, meeting him in the middle. “I love that you have books and movies to help you.” He kisses me deeply before leaning back again.

“Can you tell me about your sisters? You have two, right,” I ask, leaning against the arm of the couch.

“Yup. Becca is two years older than me at twenty-five, she’s a veterinarian and lives a few towns over from our hometown with her boyfriend Brady. And Liz is eighteen and goes to the University of Florida, she’s studying to be an elementary school teacher.” He looks proud as he talks about his sisters.

“Where are you from and how did you get into hockey?”

“Are we playing twenty-one questions? If so, I want a redo,” he snickers as he stretches out his leg to tap his foot with mine. “I’m from Bridgestone, Florida. It’s just south of Orlando near all the theme parks. My dad played in the NHL minor league for ten years before getting injured. His love for the sport carried over to me. I picked up my first hockey stick at five and haven’t looked back since. I’ve worked my whole life to get where I am. All I need is to be drafted into the NHL to complete my dream.” He looks into my eyes as he says the next part. “Well, almost complete my dream. I’ll need someone to share my life withthenit’ll be complete.”

My breath hitches as he pulls my leg, dragging me across the couch until I’m just inches from his face.

“Charlie, I know we’ve only known each other for a short amount of time but I have strong feelings for you. My heart reaches out for you, and it doesn’t calm down until you’re in my arms. I’ve never felt this way for anyone before, but it feels right being with you.”

“I feel it too. I can’t tell you the last time I felt safe enough to sleep somewhere that wasn’t my bed or under the stars. But with you, I’ve never felt safer.” I hold the sides of his neck as he holds my face. “W-will you b-be my boyfriend?” I stutter the words but keep my eyes locked with his.

Blue and gold.

Gold and blue.

“Baby, you’ve been mine since the moment we fell in the quad.”

He kisses me then. Deeply. Passionately. He leans towards me until my back hits the cushion, resting his weight on me. He keeps kissing me as he starts grinding his hard dick against my rapidly filling one.

“Let me take care of you, beautiful. No more hiding. No more secrets. Be mine,” he says breathlessly against my lips.

“I’m yours, Shane. All yours.”

He moans as he pushes his hips against mine causing the sweetest friction against my length.

He rolls off me and stands before bending down to pick me up. He carries me to his room but instead of going to his bed, he walks into the bathroom. Setting me on the counter, he turns on the shower then pulls his hoodie over his head in one swift move, leaving him in those sinful grey sweats. I can see his straining cock fighting to escape its confines. As he steps between my legs, he takes my hand and wraps it around his length through his pants.

I give it a few tugs before using both hands to lower his pants. There’s no resistance as they fall to the floor leaving him naked, making my mouth water.

He pulls my hoodie off and I lift my hips as he slides my pants down, leaving me naked too. “You’re so perfect. Do you know that?” He kisses me between each of his next words. “Every.”kiss“Single.”kiss“Inch.”kiss“Of.”kiss“You.”kiss

I deepen the last kiss as he picks me up and carries me into the shower. Lowering me to my feet, he reaches past me for his shampoo. I hear him squirt it in his hands then they’re in my hair. He massages my head for what feels like an eternity. He spins me back around to rinse my hair then grabs his sponge and adds his delicious-smelling bodywash to it. The scent mixing with the steam has me getting harder. He notices and smirksbut as he starts washing me, he purposely avoids it making me whine.

“Shh. Turn around and put your hands on the wall for me, baby.”

I do as he says and look over my shoulder to see him kneeling behind me.

He’s not about to do what I think he’s going to do, is he?

He grabs my ass cheeks and spreads them, letting the warm water run over my hole.

“No hair.” I think I hear him say right before he dives in.

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