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I’m speechless as he takes my helmet from my hand and places it on my head, tipping my face up to clip the strap. The contact is minimal, and as quickly as he grazes his thumb along my jaw, his hand drops to his side.

No, bring it back.I’m begging silently as a few of the equipment team hurry past us, and he eases back a tad.

“I miss you,” the words tumble from my chest, sounding forlorn, as though we didn’t wake up together, shower together, eat breakfast next to each other… Like, he didn’t drive me to the arena.

“I’m right here, Eli.”

“It’s not the same, JJ. I want you with me out there.”

“Okay,” Jayden murmurs with a one-sided quirk to his mouth while he pulls his navy and gold pocket square from his jacket and stuffs it into the top of my jersey beneath my pads. “There. You got me right here—” He presses his palm to my chest. “—with you.”

“Still not the same.” I shuffle forward, pressing my chest deeper into his hand. Wishing the heat of his touch would permeate through the layers of fabric and padding straight to my skin and bones. “I guess it’ll have to do for tonight.”

“It’s my lucky hanky.”

“You don’t have a lucky hanky.”

“I will if you go out there and beat those big apple asses into a pulp.” Jayden tugs off my glove quickly, and while he laces our hands together, he leans in, bringing his lips close to my ear. “Go make it lucky for me, Sweetheart.”

Fuck, if he would cant his head towards my face, just a smidge, I’dget a feel of his lips. I need it so much that I’d risk everything for his kiss right now.

So it’s a good thing one of us is thinking clearly when he pulls away. Both hands grip my helmet even as Jayden takes a step back.

“Give those Yankees hell, Babe,” he croons hoarsely.

Grasping my stick tighter in one hand and clutching my glove in the other, I nod. “Anything for you, Baby.”

***

Good Lord.

The louder Fin screams, the tighter my insides coil with the urgent need to feel her come apart for me. My vision is going hazy with the painful clench of her pussy around me when JJ sucks her clit. Every inch of her trembles over me, back bowing off my chest, giving me a glimpse of my name across her back when he grips her ass and fucks me with her drenched pussy.

Bracing my hands on the back of the couch, on either side of my hips, I jackhammer deeper into our girl with every lap of his tongue from the root of my cock to the top of her slit.

“Fuck, that’s so good,” she chokes with a hoarse groan when he jerks her forward, shifting her on my lap. “So fucking deep.”

Fin’s back presses into my chest as Jayden drapes her legs on his shoulders. Slowly, he stands, pressing them to her chest when he braces himself over us. She’s practically folded in half when he brings his face close to ours. His forehead is mashed to my lips the same way his lips are crushed to her forehead.

“Too much, Baby?” He asks, and when she sobs in reply, he bears his weight down a tad more. “Good. You’re gonna feel him all the way to that pretty soul of yours.”

Goddamn.Her pussy clenches tighter, sucking me all the way down to the root with a sharp whine that litters the air with her heated agony.

He’s stroking his long dick along mine and Fin’s wet flesh. Rutting with the same intense, body-coiling desperation pounding through my veins.

I’m so fucking close. Sweat beads on every inch of my skin with every flex of my hips and drive of Jayden’s groin. Each time I bottomout, our girl screams louder. Voice breaking with the brutal quake of her body.

“Don’t stop…Please,” Fin begs through gritted teeth, hands clawing at JJ’s forearms when he peels back, flattening a large palm to the length of his cock while he continues thrusting and grinding into where we’re joined.

I’ve never seen anything so hot, so perfect, as when his precum leaks from his slit, leaving glistening trails of his need on Fin’s creamy skin.

So. Fucking. Perfect.

I don’t know what pushes me off the edge. Fin’s orgasm choking my cock, or the sight of the three of us rutting and grinding.

Fuck, I don’t know what’s better. Filling our girl with my cum, or watching him fuck it back into her along with his release.

I just know that this—us—is every reason I would walk through hell for the rest of my life.Weare the reason I refuse to lose.