10. Chapter 10
I SCISSOR my knees open and close as I do my pregame warm-ups, otherwise known as Puck Bunny hour. Not to be confused with my Bunny. She’s nothing like those bed hoppers.
I feel a very large presence slide up beside me and look over to see Kayce Bicknelle, our center and team nice guy.
“What’s up, Santos? Did you know Jordan’s sister is out in the stands?”
I look over my shoulder in shock, following his eye line, and see Jolie standing at the glass, a smile on her face and my jersey on her back.
“What’s she doing here?” I ask, moreso to myself, but loud enough for Kayce to hear.
“I thought you knew considering you two are together, and everything.”
I look over at him and he stares at me with a knowing smirk, daring me to deny what he already knows. I sigh and let my head hang between my shoulders.
“How’d you know?” I push up to my knees and see him with a smug smile.
Kayce reaches out to help me to my feet and crosses his arms over his chest. “Seriously? I mean, I knew you two had a thing the minute I saw you go ballistic and practically tear the arena down when that fan got handsy.”
We start a new round of stretches, facing one another so we can continue our conversation.
“We’ve known each other since we were kids and when she returned home, the feelings that I managed to push down for the last few years came bubbling right up to the surface. She smiled and it was like love at first sight. You know?”
He watches me with a curious but understanding look on his face. “Yeah. I think I do know. So what does Jordan have to say about it?”
I blow out a breath and explain. “Jo kind of gave me a warning years ago that I wasn’t good enough for her and to stay away.”
“Ouch.”
“Yeah. Ouch.” My eyes wander over to where Jolie stands and she smiles when our eyes connect.
“So then I guess it didn’t go over well?”
“He was pissed at first, but then he confessed that the only reason he told me to stay away was because he thought Jolie and I would run off with each other and leave him behind.” Kayce snorts and shakes his head. “Fucking ridiculous, right? Anyway, we talked, he finally got it, then laid down some rules about PDA in the house when he’s around.”
Kayce lays one of his giant paws on my padded shoulder and gives me a shake. “You’ve got it bad”
We start making our way over to the bench as warm-up time comes to an end, and I ask, “Got what bad?”
“The Love Jones. You’re all caught up in that girl and it’s written all over your face.” My gloved hand reaches up as if I could touch the look he’s talking about. “It’s not a bad thing, Santos. Go with it.”
We jump over the boards, Coach Hammer gives us the kick their asses speech in his grizzly bear voice, and I look up to where Jolie shuffles to her seat with a sparkle in my eyes. My heart does that padam padam thing it does when Jolie smiles at me.
The game begins with the puck drop. and it turns heated instantly. Bodies are checked here and there, and I work hard to help Goldie, our goalie, protect our goal. Whenever I get a moment to breathe, I sneak a glance to my Bunny and see her with a smile and a twinkle in her eye.
We control the puck in front of the opponent’s net, but there’s a lot of forechecking going on, so I can’t lose sight of the puck for even a second. The other team regains control of the biscuit and I switch into defense mode. I can see guys move to screen Goldie and I make a fastbreak to get to him. These fuckers actually believe they have a shot at getting past me.
My guys are backchecking, positioning themselves to help their wings, and JJ, Viktor and I start gap controlling to stop them from scoring. They work to create passing lanes and try to confuse us, but we’re the best in cycling. They’re just spinning their blades trying to pull one past us.
I see how careless the wing is with protecting the puck, so I take a chance and make a move for it. I steal it away and make a fast break up the side, making sure to stay away from the wall. I feel guys on my back, on my side, and there is no doubt I’m about to get slammed. I look for my center and see Kayce ready and waiting for me.
I pass the puck to him so gracefully you’d think I was a goddamn ballerina. He catches it, moves left then right, and when he doesn’t see an open pass, takes the shot for himself. Their left defenseman tries to block the shot, but he’s just a second too slow. The puck flies past him and straight into the net, lighting the lamp.
Kayce and I speed towards one another to celebrate as do the other guys and when we break, I look up to where Jo sits. Only she isn’t sitting. She’s on her feet, jumping and yelling while the crowd around her looks on with annoyance.
Love Jones.Yeah…I’ve got it bad.
We fall into the room with our lips suctioned to each other and our hands already ripping off clothes. The door slams shut and I flip the button on Jolie’s jeans.
“My ooze,” she mumbles.
“What ooze, baby?”
She pries her lips from mine and looks at me with lust filled eyes. “Not ooze. My shoes. Let me take them off.”
The break in our attempt to set a new world record at speed undressing is paused, and we scurry to the bed, kicking off shoes and throwing all non-essentials aside.
Jolie grips the hem of her jersey and I grab her hand. “No. Leave it on. I want to see my name on your back while I fuck you.”
After the game, I walked out of the press room to find her standing there, looking at each passing face for me. When she spotted me, her long legs carried her as fast as possible and she leapt into my arms, wrapping her legs around and latching on to my lips.
“What are you doing here? How’d you get back here?” I asked her when we came up for air.
“I couldn’t wait four more days to see you. I begged my dad to let me borrow his card to get a ticket with the promise of paying him back, and blackmailed Jordan into getting me a team pass. And voila! I’m here.”
“What kind of blackmail you got on Jo?” I asked her.
She gave me a cheeky grin and said, “The kind that comes in the form of cross dressing and dancing to Girls Just Wanna Have Fun.”
“Hey. I’m in those videos, too.”
“I know,” she said. “Double insurance.”
I smacked her ass and walked towards the team bus where I threw my bag in and hopped in an Uber with Jo to the hotel. Apparently she also talked Jordan into getting her a room in the same hotel as us. Now I’m not so mad about the incriminating video she possesses.
Her hands release the jersey and I slide her jeans down her legs. I push on her stomach gently, causing her to fall to the bed with a bounce, and whip those pesky jeans off. My hands smooth up her legs, spreading them wide when I reach her apex. I inhale, filling my lungs with her scent and close my eyes.
“Can you handle a bit more tonight?” I ask her, my nose buried between her thighs.
“Wha–? Umm, more?” She repeats with a tremble to her voice.
I run my nose up her body, over the jersey, and stop when the tip of mine touches hers. “Yeah. More. And a little less gentle.”
“Like, are you going to,” she pauses and looks around the room like she’s worried someone is eavesdropping. “Choke me?”
“Not unless you beg, Bunny,” I assure her with a wink. “I promise I won’t hurt you, but I need to see that beautiful ass of yours while I fuck you.”
A shiver rolls over my body when I think about seeing my cum in her pussy and my last name on her back. Just the way it should be.
“Y-yes. I can handle more.” Her voice is small and a bit shy.
I take her chin between my thumb and forefinger and lay a gentle kiss on her rosy lips.
“It’s just us, Jolie. Bean and Bunny. Don’t be shy. Ask for what you want, and tell me when to stop if you don’t like something. Promise me you’ll tell me.”
She nods, her eyes never leaving mine. “I promise.”
The light in her eyes flips the switch in me, and my gentle touch turns mischievous. I stand and free myself of my clothes so that I stand only with my hard dick in one hand, and a condom resting between two fingers in the other.
I rip open the foil packet but am stopped before I can roll it on.
“Wait,” Jolie says, placing her hand on mine. “Can I…can I taste you, first?”
A saucy smirk lifts one side of my face. “Bunny, you can taste, lick, suck or drink anything you want to.”
She readjusts herself so that she faces me on all fours. Her eyes are glued to my dick and I give it a small tug and squeeze, offering it to her. She blinks then inches slowly closer. Her tongue pops out and she flattens it right before swiping it over the head of my cock.
It pulses and I use every ounce of restraint to stop myself from shoving it all down her throat. As if reading my mind, she pulls back, looks up at me, then slides down until she gags when I hit the back of her throat. My jaw clenches and my hand ball into fists.
Her eyes water as she continues to slide up and down the hard length of my cock. I’d love to spill down her throat and watch her drink every drop, but I’m determined to do what I came to do.
I place one hand on her jaw and the other at the base of my dick and gently slide out. Her mouth is in a perfect O and dare I say she looks like a fucking sex doll. My personal sex doll.
“Turn around, Bunny.” With my grip still locked on her, those plump lips still frozen in the shape of my dick, she nods.
I release her and watch her hips sway as she spins around and crawls up the bed. I have a spectacular view of her firm ass. It’s creamy white and absolutely flawless. My heart races with thoughts of what I could do to that ass but remind myself to be patient. Baby steps.
I follow her up onto the bed and tell her, “Spread your legs wider.” She looks over her shoulder and I repeat, “Spread your legs wider. Do it.”
I watch her throat work as she scoots her knees further apart and opens herself wider to me. My palm smooths over her round ass and I squeeze, watching my fingers dig into her unblemished skin. I smile when I see the red imprint my fingers leave behind.
I lick my lips, ready to regale in my sweet treat, and my hands spread her lips open. I feel her body tense and she gasps when I stick my face right between her thighs and my nose nudges at her puckered hole.
My tongue laps at her, relishing the best thing to ever touch my tastebuds. A moan pours from my mouth and she shivers, her hips shaking side to side. My right hand slides away from holding her open and crawls its way up her slit. When I reach her ass, I carefully prod her tight hole and she jumps.
“Oh my gah. I don’t think I’m ready for that.”
“No, you’re not. One day, but we’ll get there when the time is right. For now, we’re just playing.” I swipe away at the remnants of my meal and move to kneel behind her.
My greedy hands slide underneath the jersey and skim over her curves until they reach her supple breasts. I tweak her nipples with my fingers and it causes her to arch her back. Her ass juts out and grinds against my hard dick. I don’t waste another minute and swipe the engorged head of my cock between her soaking lips and drive right into her in one smooth move. She mewls and her head sags between her extended arms.
“Are you okay?” I ask her.
She responds with only a nod but pushes back, accepting what I’ve given her and asking for more. I will gladly fulfill any wish my girl desires because now that she’s mine, I’ll do whatever it takes to make her happy.
My hips pump into her and I get lost in the rapture. Her greedy pussy is wet and warm and tight. I keep up a steady pace until I hear her breath quicken. Licking my fingers I reach around and rub her sensitive clit.
“Oh fuck,” she cries.
I keep up my combination of rubbing her swollen clit and thrusting a little harder each time. The sound of our bodies connecting is a sweet soundtrack that I want to put on repeat over and over again. She spirals further towards her release and I decide to give her a little more.
I pop my thumb into my mouth, getting it nice and wet, and slide it into her tight ass.
She tenses and cries out, “Joaquín.”
I hear no words asking me to stop, so I keep going, slowly pumping my thumb in and out, while my dick slams into her again and again.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck ,” she yells.
I lean forward, rubbing my nose along the shell of her ear and whisper, “I can smell how badly you want to come. Do you, baby? Do you want me to make you come?”
“God, yes,” she exclaims without hesitation.
I take my free hand and push on her head until her chest lays pressed against the mattress, and her ass is pointed nice and high.
I use my hold on her like a fucking handle, and slide her back and forth on my dick while my thumb plays in and out of her tight asshole. I watch the vein throb in my hand with exertion, and feel the vein in my dick throb with anticipation of what’s to come.
She lets out a high pitched whine then falls into a litany of words that don’t make any sense. “Oh fucking shit, damn, like that, there there, hurt good, yes, Jo!”
I grip the hem of her jersey and pull it taut. With my eyes focused on my name, and my dick snug in Jolie’s pussy, I let go and come with a roar.
My dick swells as it pours into her and the tingle that was running up my spine begins to subside. I blink my eyes open and work to catch my breath. Jolie’s body is limp and her legs shake, barely holding her weak body up. I gently pull out of her and help her to lay flat.
While she comes down from her high, I tie off and throw away the condom, get a warm washcloth, and return to clean Jolie up. I slowly roll the jersey off her body and cuddle up behind her.
“Are you okay?” I ask, wrapping my arm around her sweat slicked body.
“More. Of. That,” she pushes out betweens breaths.
I smirk and reach over to push her golden strands from her face. “Anything for you, Bunny.”