Page 27 of Skating Towards Danger

I smirk and ask, “Is that right?”

She bites her juicy bottom lip and twirls her blonde hair in her finger as she looks me up and down, and frustration builds.

She’s a hot tight little thing, and my cock isn’t fucking twitching.

No, no, no, fucking no!

“I heard you and Amy had a tiff...” She rasps as she walks into my body, pressing her large real fucking tits against my chest, and does my body react?

No, it fucking doesn’t.

“Is that right?” I ask, playing along, and she nods before she goes on her tiptoes and licks my neck.

Paige’s gray eyes hit me, the fire, the spark she threw my way, the jealousy she showed seeing Amy all over me, making my cock twitch.

No fuck off, this is not happening.

“Take me in the locker room and fuck my ass, Dante. I want your big cock stretching me so I can feel you for days,” she whispers as she gently bites my ear and then pushes me back inside the locker room, but when I pull back, I don’t see Caz but Paige and all sense disappears as I snatch a condom she holds up and spin her around, my cock suddenly throbbing.

I bend Caz over and lift her skirt before pulling her G-string down her legs. Then I free my cock and sheath myself, and without giving her any preparation, I shove my cock into her ass hard, most likely tearing her.

Anger is filling me because my cock wouldn’t play ball without picturing Paige and Caz’s screams tame the demon wanting to come out again.

Caz moans in pleasure when I bend over her and move my hand around her before shoving two fingers into her cunt and thrusting them hard. Then, I move my hips back and push forward in time with my fingers, ensuring she gets all the pleasure because, despite my anger, I don’t want to hurt the girl.

It doesn’t take long before her cunt squeezes my fingers then soaks them, her cries of pleasure echoing around the locker room, and I thrust harder into her ass. I close my eyes and picture Paige’s and it hits me hard, that is all it takes, my spine tingles, my balls tightening and as if on autopilot, I quickly pull out of Caz and remove the condom as she spins and gets on her knees, opening her mouth and I shove myself deep down her throat.

She gags and moans at the same time while swallowing my load. I breathe hard, removing myself, not allowing myself to enjoy the feeling of her throat closing around me and she slumps against the door smiling happily. All while I silently curse myself and put my dick away as Paige flitters through my mind, and guilt for fucking someone else hits me when I haven’t even had a conversation with Paige.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

This isn’t happening, it isn’t, I fucking refuse it!

She’s not my one, and I don’t fucking want her, I don’t, and I’ll keep telling myself that until it fucking sticks.

Chapter 10

Paige – Three Days Later

I gently chew my bottom lip as Dante skates from one side of the rink to the other in seconds, moving his stick from side to side, the puck going effortlessly with him, his stick barely hitting it as he goes.

He moves amazingly on the ice like he’s one with it.

It’s just a shame his personality is shitty, I mean, he’s hot with dark hair that, according to Rhett, used to be shoulder length before he cut it after getting into the league. His body is made for sin, but he’s an asshole through and through trying to make my life hell.

I’ve been here after work for the past three days after confirming with Caz, the Jaguars' receptionist, that no players need the ice in the evenings. I ensured it wasn’t his time. However, despite her stating no one was using the rink, Dantehas been here skating before me every stupid day, and I swear he’s doing it on purpose especially, according to Rhett, he prefers to skate in the mornings yet here he is and each time he sees me, the ass smirks.

Dante skids near the net and smacks the puck in, causing the light to flash above it. My phone vibrates, and I sigh before grabbing it out of my bag, knowing Dante is nowhere near finished.

“I cannot kill him, I repeat, I cannot kill him,” I mumble as I unlock my phone but sigh, seeing it’s Andrew.

Dick:

Come on Paige, you’re my girl, please talk to me. I made a mistake, baby…

I roll my eyes and look up as Dante skates to the other end of the rink fast. His body is mesmerizing, making my stomach tighten and I instantly chastise myself as my phone vibrates five more times, and I hold in my groan.

“Welp here comes ranting Andrew….” I mutter.

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