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“I’m close,” she murmured. “Come with me.”
Who was I to say no to that?
Riley hooked her legs around my back so the angle deepened. Her noises were motivating as all hell. I could feel that she was on the brink, feel the way she tightened around my dick. She was wet, tight and perfect. And I couldn’t hold off any longer.
I exploded inside her, grunting through the pleasure. At the same moment Riley screamed loudly, her fingernails clutching at my shoulders. Slow silence then filled the room, but it was the sweetest post-coital bliss. It was literally like I’d just gone to heaven.
My head fell to the spot above Riley’s shoulder, my heart pumping erratically.
“What’s the time?” Riley checked.
“I don’t have a fucking clue.”
She’d called me just after midnight, so it had to be at least two a.m.
“Do you have practice in the morning?”
I pulled back. “Yeah, six-thirty.”
Riley’s bottom lip dropped. “Oh, do you need to go home then?”
“Nah, I’ll set my alarm for thirty minutes earlier so I can swing by home and get what I need in the morning.” I kissed her pouting lip. “And for the record Dover, if you ever want me to stay, all you have to do is ask.”
She grinned. “Okay. I want you to stay.”
“Let’s assume sleepovers are always implied after sex.”
Riley chuckled. “Post-bang sleepovers – got it.”
CHAPTER SIXTY
We’re bargaining now?
WILL
It’d been a good week. The constant addition of Riley made sure of that. I got to see her most days at training, I got to spend one-on-one time with her while she worked through her PT assessment, I got to fall asleep beside her each night, and I got to wake up wrapped around her naked body. It was a good set up, and one that felt too fucking good to be true.
It was Friday afternoon now and we’d just wrapped up training. The ice part at least. Coach had a gruelling conditioning practice scheduled which honestly made my stomach churn. Talk about a burpee overload. It looked horrendous.
Hilly, one of the freshmen, skated towards Levi and me. A group of his friends were huddled together, subtly watching.
“What’s up?” Levi asked.
“The guys... they wanted me to check if...”
“Spit it out, Hilly,” I ordered.
He stoically cleared his throat. “If you can convince Coach to let us break out early. There’s this themed party tonight at the Kappa house and we need time to prepare.”
While I’d usually bark out the obvious response – no – I didn’t hate the idea of skipping out earlier either. I was taking Riley on a proper date tonight, and getting to that sooner sounded a hell of a lot better than pushing myself to the point of needing to chunder.
Levi glanced at me, his eyebrows raised in question. I slowly shrugged my shoulders. I was kind of over hockey this week. A mini break would go down a treat.
“Coach,” Levi called out.
Coach skidded to a stop. He’d been skating with us all day. Even after all these years, he was still impressive to watch, and he dominated most of the drills.
“Will has something to ask you,” Levi finished.
