Page 108 of The Truth of Our Secrets

I can’t hold back and savor this. We’re sort of in a public place, so we can’t take our time. With my hands on Jayce’s hips, I thrust, setting a frenetic pace.

It’s Madyson’s bucket list fuck, and my fantasy. My best memories include playing hockey and the smell of the ice, and the vision of them under me is spectacular.

Our bodies slap together, making beautiful music. I’m lightheaded from their moans. We’re getting louder and they’re blending together as we reach a crescendo.

The arena fills with unmistakable sounds of bodies writhing in pleasure, chasing orgasms just out of reach.

A light flicks on in a hallway across the ice. The guard won’t be able to see us, but they’ll hear us.

I plant my feet and use my arms and legs to force Jayce as far in Madyson as her body will allow and then pull him back to grind on my cock. It’s brutal but they take everything.

“I’m close,” Madyson whispers and her eyelids flutter shut.

Jayce covers her mouth and works her clit. My thighs and arms ache, but my Firecracker yells, tipping over the edge. Her green eyes shimmer and her neck arches.

It sparks my orgasm and I come all over Jayce’s back, dripping down his crease. Then he lets go, turning his head into his shoulder to muffle his cries.

I wrap an arm around his waist, freeing up a hand to cover his mouth.

His eyes burn into me, searing my brain forever. Like he needs something he can’t ask for. Something from me.

“Hey, is someone there?” The shout echoes up to the rafters and back.

There’s no time to clean up. In a ninja level move, Jayce produces a plug and inserts it in Madyson.

“Fucking hell, that’s hot,” I whisper. It’ll keep his cum in her and prevent her clothes from getting soaked with it. Thankfully, her birth control is fully effective, and we don’t have to worry about an oopsie.

She rubs her legs together and groans, pinching her nipples.

“We don’t have time for that, Baby Girl.” He helps her sit up to get dressed.

We’re scrambling into our clothes as Jayce yells, “It’s me, Mac. Giving a tour of where I spent most of my time here.” He leans on the glass like our sex sounds didn’t reach his ears.

“Oh, hey, Mac. I’m doing rounds and need you guys to leave. If you’re done with your,” he pauses with a smirk, “tour.”

“Thanks, I think they’ve seen enough, and we even found an old puck.” He holds it up. “Really had to struggle to get it out from under the mat.”

I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. I don’t dare look at either of them.

“We’re going to take the back exit.” Jayce waves. “Have a good night.”

The guard waves back and grumbles as he watches us leave with a couple of blankets.

“I’m going to have to remember to include these blankets on my expense account.” Jayce exhales when the door thuds shut behind us.

“Fucking hell.” Madyson giggles. “We were so close to getting caught.”

“Nah, that guard caught us.” I thread my fingers through hers. “He knew exactly what we were doing. He just didn’t see it.”

We exit onto the loading dock and Madyson says, “I’m so sticky. I can’t wait for a shower.”

“Will you spend the night?” Jayce asks me.

“Yeah, I left my stuff at Unframed Art, but I have clothes at your place.” I open the passenger door for Madyson to get in. She hesitates and I say, “I’m good to ride by myself in the back. I needed you before, but let’s not make J-Bear our chauffeur. Unless he wants to roleplay it.” It’s a fun idea.

“You’d probably be shocked at the things I’d do for you.” Jayce grins, opening the back door for me.

Chapter thirty-seven

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