Offensive Plays: A Surprise Baby Hockey Romance (Heatwave Hockey Series)

17. Michael

The moment I hear her heels approaching I brace myself.

“You’re crazy,” she whispers, looking around frantically. I smirk and take her hand in mine, leading her out of the hotel restaurant.

“Where are we going?” She protests.

“I’m sorry, did you think I was just about to do you in a public bathroom when I have a perfectly good hotel room twenty floors up?”

I hit the elevator button and it dings open. Stepping inside the empty elevator I turn to face her. She hesitates a moment before following me in.

She stands next to me, shifting from one leg onto the other as we wait for the doors to close.

The second they do. We both look at each other. And all hell breaks loose.

I put my hands on her waist and back her into the mirrored wall. Our lips meeting just as she thumps against it. Our tongues dance and taste and I can’t help but feel for myself how turned on she’s getting.

I reach between her legs and circle the wetness pooling there.

“So eager for me,” I growl into her mouth.

She nips my lip and I lift her up until her legs are wrapped around my waist. I press my hardened erection against her and she purrs so beautiful for me.

“Mmm, I can’t wait to see you come undone all over my cock, Libby.”

She throws her head back and I nip her neck just as the elevator starts to slow. I set her back on her feet and and grab her hand, leading her past the waiting group just outside the doors.

I’m so blinded with desire that I can’t even think.

We get to my room and the second we’re behind the door, we’re tossing our clothes off.

I undo my shirt and she rips hers off and reaches for my pants.

“I need you inside me,” she says, walking backward toward the bed as I kiss her frantically.

The back of her legs hit the edge of the bed and she falls. Her beautiful breasts bouncing as she does.

I pull my pants down followed my boxer briefs and Libby’s eyes widen at the sight. I look at her with my head cocked.

“What’s wrong, butterfly. You scared of a little hardware?”

She slowly shakes her head, licking her lips as she does.

“No,” she squeaks out.

“Good,” I say, pushing her knees apart as I step in between her. I run my hands up both of her thighs and her lips part for me. Those perfect, pouty lips.

The wetness between her legs glistens for me. “But before I claim that pussy, butterfly. I need you to know something.”

“What’s that?” She frowns. “I’m clean. Are you?”

I nod, “I am. But I can’t finish… not right now.”

She looks at me confused. “What? Why?”

“Because if I do, I’m going to play like shit later. And that won’t be good for my team. But what I am going to do is make sure you feel every bit of me. That way, when you’re in those stands wearing a jersey that’s not mine, you remember whose you are.”

She swallows hard and whimpers the second I press the underside of my cock onto her slickness. Rocking it over and over her.

“Oh my god,” she pants out.

I can’t believe how beautiful she looks beneath me. I already know this is going to be a hard task. But I need to hear her coming for me again.

I pull her closer to me and continue to press against her without entering her. She’s a writhing mess. And I’m enjoying every second of it.

“What do you want me to do to you, butterfly? We don’t have a lot of time before your brother and my teammates start to wonder where we went.

“Keep doing that,” she pants. “Oh god, please don’t stop.”

I lean in more, running my lips up her stomach and between her breasts. My hands are still on her hips as I drive my piercings up and down her clit.

It doesn’t take long before she’s grabbing onto my shoulders and shuttering out her orgasm.

Her moans are like a symphony, and I need to hear them again.