Page 105 of Hot for the Hockey Player
Man took another sip of his tea, a thin line of yellow from the spices clung to his upper lip before he licked it away and glanced up at the shelf where a beautiful photo of his wife sat.It was as if he were looking to her for the best way to answer.Then he turned back to me.“I would say, why?Why do men always need an enemy?If it’s not women, it’s gay people.If it’s not gay people, it’s trans people.If it’s not trans people, it’s colored people.If it’s not colored people, it’s people of another religion.Why do men always need to fight someone else and take away from them?Those people aren’t taking anything away from men.Gay people aren’t taking away marriage or marriable straight people.Colored people aren’t doing anything but trying to live their lives, make an honest living, and feed their families.Trans people are the same.The same for the Jewish, and the Muslim, and Hindu.We all just want to be happy, healthy, and loved.But women are not the enemy.Women are the creators of life.It’s called the ‘mothership’ for a reason, because she is where we all return to to feel safe.So why are men trying to take that away?Why are they attacking the mothership?Why are they attacking the creator?Why are men so hellbent on stepping on others?Life is not a ladder, where only one person can be on the top rung.Life is a big, glorious mountain, with enough room at the peak for everyone.We all just have to hold hands so nobody falls off the edge.”
A hot tear slid down my cheek as my throat grew tight.I reached for my tea and took a sip now that it’d cooled off.
“Young men today need to stop trying to dominate,” Man went on.“And start collaborating.When we work together, rather than against oroversomeone, we are more productive.Collaborate with women, don’t dominate them.Because I raised four strong-willed daughters, and I know they will be among the first to revolt if this war on women persists—and their mother and I raised them to go for the jugular.”
My eyes shot open wide.I was not expecting Man to go in that direction, and by the look of surprise on Damon’s face, neither was he.
Man gave a sharp nod and finished his tea.“Are we done here, or do you need more?”
“Uh … we …” I looked over at Damon.“Quick break?”
“Y-yeah.Sounds good.”He hit a button and removed his headphones.
Man got up from his seat.“I will make us more tea.I also have cookies.”Then he shuffled off to the kitchen, leaving Damon and I sitting on the couch staring at each other with stunned expressions.He was the first to blink and shook his head before smiling.“This podcast is going to rock a lot of boats.But it’s going to be gold.”
Unease crawled through me.“You think?”
His nod was slow.“Definitely.Freaking gold.”
That night was watercolor again.Unlike last week, where we drew evergreen trees swaying in the wind, this week we were encouraged to try birch trees with their white and black bark.I struggled even more with this class than I did the last, probably because it was difficult to keep the black paint from blending too much with the white on the trunks.In the end, my page looked more like a tangled mess of dalmatian limbs than a grove of birch trees caught up in a warm spring breeze.
“Where’s your mom?”I asked Laurel as I accompanied her up the porch steps later that night.
“No idea,” she said, glancing at the key hook.“Her keys are gone, and come to think of it, her car is gone from the carport now that I remember.”She turned toward the living room, and startled me with her abrupt yell of, “Damon!”
I snorted in amusement.
“What?”he called from the living room.
“Where’s Mom?”
“She said she went out.”He tossed a wave at me over the couch.“Hey, Mav.You sticking around to play video games?”
“Tomorrow,” I said.“Promise.But I’m pretty beat so I’m going to head home.”
“Thanks for taking us to watercolor,” Laurel said, since Honor had already run home.“Your trees weren’t …toobad.”
I snorted and turned the handle on the front door.“You’re too kind.I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”
Grabbing my phone from my pocket as I headed back to my truck, I shot off a quick text to Gabrielle.
Missed you today.Where are you?
No answer.
I know we weren’t technically “dating” and I had no claim on her, but a heads up would be nice.Even her kids didn’t know where she was.That seemed very unlike her.There was still no reply when I pulled up to my cabin, but that made sense because a familiar SUV was parked out front—and empty.
With a grin on my face, a rock-hard cock in my jeans, and a spring in my step, I entered the cabin to find the entire living room lit up with candles and a very sexy woman in nothing but a matching set of lacy black underwear and a bra sitting on my couch with a glass of wine.“Welcome home,” she purred.
Yanking my shirt over my head and stepping out of my jeans, I nearly tripped and got another concussion as I hurried over to her.
“This is quite the surprise,” I said, in nothing but my boxers now as I took the wineglass from her, drained it, and set it on the coffee table before hooking my fingers into the waistband of her panties.I tugged them down her legs, shouldered her thighs apart, and sunk down onto my belly as I used two fingers to spread her lips and reveal her shiny pink center.I leaned forward and sucked her clit between my lips, eliciting a sigh from the sexy woman above me.She sunk deeper into the couch and her legs flopped open wider.
“I missed you,” I murmured, using the flat of my tongue to cover more surface area of her pussy.“I missedthis.”
Her fingers made their way into my hair and she held me there, possessively.“I barely got any work done today.All I could think about was you.About last night in your truck and wanting more.”
Grinning against her cleft, I pulled her clit back into my mouth and flicked my tongue over the tip a few times before releasing it.“I’ll always give you more.”Then with a deep inhale, I dove in and went to town, sucking and licking until she writhed against me, bucking her hips against my face and tugging on the ends of my hair.Her first orgasm came as no surprise.It was quick and furious as she filled my mouth with her release and everything swelled against my mouth.
