Page 37 of Slapshot
“Stay.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Why not?”
“Look, Lex, you seem to be a genuinely good guy and I had fun tonight, but I don’t date hockey players. Especially now that I’m working for the team. It’s too messy.”
“How about kissing hockey players, do you do that?” I slide my arms around her waist and pull her down with me.
She palms my face and her thumb glides over the cleft in my chin. “It seems I do.”
The air crackles around us. She shifts so she’s fully on top of me and I take her mouth. Immediately my tongue sweeps in, tasting her. I cup her breasts through her bra and then slide the straps down from her shoulders so I can pull the material down.
Kaitlyn sits up and unclasps it. I lean with her and gently bite one nipple and then the other. Her eyes flutter closed. The only light is from the small lamp casting the room in a soft glow and shadows. She’s so fucking beautiful. A goddess.
I kiss a path from her sternum to neck and then take her lips again. Softer this time. There’s no need to rush. We’ve got all night.
“I think I like you, Kaitlyn.”
“Yeah?” Her eyes open and she smirks then rubs herself along my painfully hard dick.
“These are fun.” I palm her boobs again. The rosy buds tighten under my fingers.
“I’ll give you the name of my doctor and you can get your own pair.”
I let my hands fall to her hips and I guide her back and forth while lifting my hips to increase the friction. Fuuuck.
I flip her onto her back, which elicits another sweet giggle from her lips. It’s cut off quickly when I place a kiss along the waistband of her leggings. Slim hip bones hold the material away from her lower stomach and I inch them down to reveal her panties. They’re the same lacy black as her bra, and I’m super disappointed I didn’t get to see the set together. Not disappointed enough to have her put on more clothes right now.
She helps me get her tight pants and panties off and then it’s just Kaitlyn in all her naked glory laying on my bed.
“I changed my mind. I don’t want to read minds. I want X-ray vision.” I’m probably staring like an idiot, but Kaitlyn is fucking gorgeous. A naked girl is a naked girl. I would have mostly agreed with that statement until tonight.
Wrong. Kaitlyn is in a league all her own.
“Then I want to change mine too,” she says, reaching for my boxers and pulling them down until my dick springs free. “I was going to say the ability to make things larger, but we’re good.”
Chuckling, I kiss her. My plan to take my time is swiftly thwarted when she wraps a hand around my dick and pumps me. I grab a condom from the desk drawer and cover myself. Her chest rises and falls with what I hope is excitement that matches my own.
I circle her clit with a thumb and then drop down to taste her. She bucks and moans as I lick and suck her sweet pussy. I’m going to need more than one night. Way more than one time inside of her. I can already tell. We’re both close with so little touching.
When I finally push inside of her, there’s a collective groan as her body takes and squeezes me. I don’t move until I’m sure I won’t come immediately, but not moving is just as torturous. Adrenaline and lust surges through every cell and I feel lightheaded.
Just when I think I can’t possibly be more turned on, her fingers circle the base of my cock and she squeezes. Stars dot my vision and I mutter a string of curses as I fight off being a one pump chump.
She’s absolutely aware of the effect she has on me. A satisfied smile tugs at her lips. I pull out. “Turn over.”
She complies and I line up again and push in slowly. With one hand on her lower back and the other at her hip, I rock into her.
I’m under no illusion that I’m in control but it’s still satisfying as she falls apart beneath me.
Yeah, I’m definitely going to need more than one time. Way more.
* * *
We pass out in a tangle of limbs and blankets. When I wake, Kaitlyn is picking up her clothes off the floor. It’s still dark out but I had enough sleep that my dick is wide awake. He doesn’t need nearly as much sleep as I do.
“’Morning.”
