Page 62 of Off The Rush
“Come with me, Alec.”
“Emma…” he groans, his pace quickening as we both race towards our orgasms. With a final, desperate cry, I tumble over the edge, my body shaking with the force of my climax.
“Fuck!” Alec shouts, thrusting one last time before collapsing on top of me, his release hot and wet inside me.
For a moment, we simply lie there, our bodies tangled together as we struggle to catch our breath.
“Wow,” Alec murmurs, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. “That was… beyond words.”
“Agreed,” I breathe, snuggling closer to him.
Alec’s arms tighten around me and I hold onto him just as tight.
We just lay there wrapped up in each other and savoring the intimacy. I could stare into his eyes all night.
Eventually, we are both dozing off and I can barely keep my eyes open.
“Should we go?” I whisper.
Alec holds me tighter to him. “Just a few more minutes.”
We drift off to sleep until the next morning when we need to sneak out of the rink without being seen.
Chapter 27
Alec brought me home with him after we woke up on the roof of the hockey rink this morning. Unfortunately, he had a class to get to but Luka was excited to get some time with me.
I bite my lip, glancing over at Luka as I try to focus on my homework. I’m sitting on the floor of the guys’ living room, textbooks and notes scattered around me like a messy collage. Finals for this semester are in two weeks and I need to be prepared. Luka is supposed to be doing homework too, but I catch him stealing glances at the hockey game playing on TV more often than not. I can’t blame him – hockey is practically in his blood.
“Hey,” I start hesitantly, “would you mind explaining what’s going on in the game?”
Luka’s gray eyes widen with surprise, and then a huge grin spreads across his face. He quickly scoops me up onto his lap, making me squeal in surprise. His strong arms wrap around me, and the scent of his cologne overwhelms my senses.
“Really?” he asks, clearly excited by my question. “You want to learn about hockey?”
“Um, yeah,” I admit, feeling my cheeks heat up. “I mean, if I’m going to games and stuff, I should probably understand what’s happening, right?” I give a small laugh, trying to hide my embarrassment. I know how much hockey means to Alec, JD, and Luka, and I want to understand their passion.
“Of course! I’d love to teach you,” Luka says, his voice warm and encouraging. His excitement is contagious, and I find myself genuinely eager to learn.
As the game continues on the screen, Luka starts explaining the basics – the positions, penalties, and strategies. It’s a lot to take in, but his enthusiasm makes it engaging and fun. And being this close to him, feeling the vibrations of his voice as he speaks, only adds to the experience.
“Did that make sense?” Luka asks after a particularly complicated explanation.
“Mostly,” I say, chuckling nervously. “I might need to see it in action a few more times.”
“Hey, don’t worry,” Luka reassures me, giving my hand a gentle squeeze. “We’ll watch games together, and I’ll keep explaining things as we go. Before you know it, you’ll be an expert!”
“Deal.”
“Alright, let me break down this play for you,” Luka says, his eyes locked on the screen. As he explains the intricacies of the game, I lean in closer, soaking up every word. The way he talks about hockey, with such passion and knowledge, is captivating.
“Okay, I think I got it,” I say, focusing on the players as they skate across the ice. “So, the defenseman just passed it to the winger, right?”
“Exactly!” Luka exclaims, grinning proudly. “Now, watch how they set up this power play.”
As the game unfolds, I find myself getting more and more invested. Each play feels like a puzzle, and with Luka’s guidance, I’m slowly starting to understand the bigger picture.
“Ready for a little quiz?” Luka asks, raising an eyebrow playfully.
