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“Nice assist Mitchell,” I pat him on the back.

We are up 2-1 with less than a minute left.

A buzzer echoes loudly through the arena, signaling the end of the game.

“Holy shit,” I whisper, drawing my hand down my face. “We won. We beat East!”

“Hey, Captain, not only did we beat East. But we are going to the fucking FROZEN FOUR!” Tyler screams in my ear.

“Tyler, you are getting kicked out of our hotel room tonight,” I shout back at him. He chuckles responding, “I figured.”

The entire team is celebrating, screaming, and jumping on each other. You would think we just won the entire tournament with how damn excited we are for this win.

I can’t fucking wait to celebrate with Laur in my hotel room tonight.

Chapter forty-three

Laur

The team celebrates the win with an incredible dinner at the hotel. Not our typical beer and shot type of celebration with the Frozen Four game in a week. It was very classy, very demure. Lucas and I celebrated too - let me tell you that was the very opposite of classy.

“Lauren . . .” Lucas pulls his lips from mine as my body presses firmly against his, pinning him to the hotel room door. “As much as I love this, I can’t get the key out of my pocket, and someone is going to come down the hallway any minute.”

Peeling my body from his, I catch my breath. Eagerly muttering “hurry” while he fumbles with the door.

As soon as the door swings open, Lucas picks me up and my surprised squeal fills the hotel hallway. I wind my legs tightly around his waist while he carries me into the room. My arms wrap possessively around his neck as Lucas presses my back to the wall. He trails luscious kisses up my neck, gripping my ass firmly. My lips tingle with the need to feel his against them. I pull his mouth to meet mine, letting out a low moan feeling his bulge grow against me.

“Bed. Now,” I mutter against his decadent lips. My desire for him is too strong to be patient. I want his body against mine. And I want it now.

Lucas carries me to the bed, gently lowering me down. My dress is off as soon as I’m on the bed. My greedy hands are ripping his shirt off within seconds, ready to unbutton his pants.

Lucas lets out a soft chuckle. “Someone is eager.”

“Yes,” I breathlessly respond, shimming out of my panties and unhooking my bra, putting my body on full display for him. “Don’t be gentle.”

“Show me how much you want it, Lauren,” Lucas growls, letting out a groan as his hungry eyes scan my naked body.

I move to the edge of the bed, spreading my legs. Without a second thought, I slide my fingers into my waiting pussy. My eyes are on him as he watches my fingers slide slowly in and out of me.

“Do you hear how wet you make me?”

Lucas’ eyes widen with desire. He quickly kneels on the ground, wrapping his arms around my legs, pulling me to his mouth. My fingers are met with one of his before his tongue finds my clit, making little pleasurable circles around it. His tongue pauses as he pulls back to watch his fingers moving with mine in and out my dripping heat.

“Please," I beg for Lucas to let me have him before he makes me come undone. A mischievous grin spreads across his face as his eyes meet mine. He thrusts his fingers with mine into me again. Whimpers of pleasure escape me as he finds my sweet spot.

“Lucas. Please," my voice is hushed but laced with consuming desire. “Please,” I plead again, squirming under his touch.

Lucas stands, his bulge straining against his boxer briefs before taking them off. A small shriek leaves my mouth as Lucas pulls me to the edge of the bed, stroking his cock.

My body trembles with delight as he slides into me—so easily, so smoothly, so perfectly as if our bodies were made to be intertwined. He instructs me to put my legs on his shoulders. A groan escapes him as he buries his cock deep inside my pussy, grazing the end of me. He pumps into me; my rapid breaths causing his name to slip from my lips.

The sound of me moaning his name seems to do something primal to Lucas, his thrusts become rougher and more demanding. My muscles tighten around him as I scream his name, euphoria washing overme. He grunts, his release meeting mine. Quivers skate across my body as Lucas plants a soft kiss on my lips before going to get a towel.

After we clean up, I adjust to lay across the bed. The bed shifts as Lucas lays next to me, pulling my sweaty body to his. Blissful silence fills the room as we rest tangled together.

“I love you, Laur," he whispers, placing a delicate kiss on my temple.

My heart flutters. “I love you too, Lucas.”

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