Chapter 51
FIFTY-ONE
This wasn’t how tonight was supposed to go.
We’d won our first game yesterday against MSU, but lost tonight—and even though we had one more game against them tomorrow, I was epically pissed off about the loss.
The locker room had already cleared out, but I couldn’t stop replaying all my mistakes.
We were all a little off, but I was the captain.
I was supposed to lead but I hadn’t been much of a leader during tonight’s game.
The door opened and Abby’s voice broke the silence.
“Foster? You still in here?”
Her hand was over her eyes and some of my frustrations evaporated at the sight of her.
“You don’t have to cover your eyes. I’m the only one in here. Coach asked me to lock up.”
She dropped her hand and walked toward me, her gaze sympathetic. I didn’t want her to look at me like that. I wanted her to be proud of me.
Not only did I feel like I let my team down, Now I felt like I’d let her down.
She closed the gap between us, her fingers sliding into my hair as she pressed herself against my half naked body. I only wore a towel wrapped around my waist from the showers since I’d been too pissed and lost in my head to get dressed yet.
“You beat yourself up a lot when your team doesn’t do well.” It wasn’t a question.
“I’m the captain.”
“You’re also human. You’re allowed to have an off day.”
I shook my head and moved away from her, even though it physically pained me to do so. Her warmth soothed my soul, but I felt like I deserved to beat myself up over the stupid mistakes I made tonight.
“Foster.”
There was a sureness in her voice that got my attention. I looked up and a heavy moment passed between us, the air suddenly thickening.
I wasn’t sure who moved first but the next thing I knew, she was in my arms, her fingers back in my hair and her thighs snug against my hips as she locked her ankles at my lower back. Our kiss was filled with savage need as my towel fell and I gripped her ass, grinding her against me.
Fuck, she had me so worked up already.
I reluctantly set her down on the bench, her chest heaving and her eyes filled with hunger.
We didn’t speak as I stripped off her shirt and bra.
“Be a good girl and lie back for me, Baby.” With a shaky inhale, she did as I asked.
“Now put your hands over your head and keep them there.” I’d never been bossy when it came to sex, but there was a clawing need to be fully in control right now.
Her submission as she once again quickly did what I asked settled the animal inside, even as it made my cock harder than steel.
“You’re such a good girl,” I murmured, leaning over her until my lips brushed hers faintly. “I bet that sweet pussy is already soaked for me, isn’t it?”
A soft whimper escaped as she nodded.
I kissed her lips, sliding my tongue across the seam until she parted them before slanting my mouth more firmly on hers and plunging my tongue inside to tangle with her own.
I let out a groan when her body arched up to touch me while her mouth met mine stroke for stroke. Fuck, she could kiss. But I needed more.
“You gonna make me feel better?” I murmured as I made my way down her neck to her collarbone.
I waited for her shaky “yes” before I sucked one of her pert, pink nipples into my mouth.
The moan she made as I teased her with my teeth nearly brought me to my knees.
But I wanted her as bare as I was. Thankfully, she was wearing yoga pants that slid off easily, along with her thong.
And then she was laid out gloriously naked on the bench like a feast for my eyes.
“Fuck, you have no idea how sexy you look right now.”
Her mouth was parted and her eyes hooded, but it was her hard nipples pointing straight up at the ceiling that snagged my attention.
Leaning down, I sucked on a stiff tip, eliciting a moan from her.
Moving to her other breast, I repeated the teasing suck while my hand slid up her leg and then over the arousal dripping from her soaked pussy.
She sighed as my finger circled her swollen clit.
“That feels so g-good,” she stuttered as her pelvis thrust up, seeking more friction.
“Have I told you,” I murmured against her skin while I once again worked my way down her body, “that I love how responsive you are?”
Her cheeks flushed pink, and fuck if I didn’t love that too.
I spread her thighs wide, my mouth watering at the sight of her exposed pink pussy that practically glittered in the light from her arousal.
Dipping my head down, I took a long lick from her pussy lips to her clit.
Her thighs clenched, her legs trying to close in on my head, but I was prepared for her body’s response and held her legs open with my hands.
Another lick and I had to close my eyes as my cock pulsed with need, precum beading at the tip.
Her taste exploded on my tongue—musky and tangy and delicious.
I could eat this woman all day every day.
But I wanted to see her body explode from pleasure.
I wanted to pump every ounce of pleasure out of her until she was limp and content.
Most importantly, I wanted her most recent memory of me to be this guy—the one who could make her body feel more than she’d ever known before—not the guy who’d failed on the ice tonight.
Holding her thighs firm, I teased her with my tongue, dipping it into her pussy and pulling it out, mimicking what I planned to do with my finger.
Then I moved my mouth to her clit, forming a suction around it and then flicking it with my tongue.
She moaned as her back arched on the bench and my gut tightened with want.
I needed to make her come soon, or I would lose my resolve to give her two orgasms before I buried my cock inside her.
I alternated sucking and flicking her clit until her cries of pleasure were so loud, they echoed around the room. Then she sucked in a sharp breath, and her whole body tensed before shuddering as her hips rocked against my mouth and her release flooded my taste buds.
“Oh my God,” she panted as she started to come down, but I wasn’t done yet.
I hadn’t been able to master the ice tonight, but I knew without a doubt, I could master Abby’s body.
I slid one finger inside her, taking her by surprise but watching her face for any signs of distress or discomfort. Instead that hooded gaze locked on mine and she nodded.
“Make me come again.”
Fuck, I loved it when she told me what she wanted.
I pulled my finger out and pushed two in on the next thrust. “Oh fuck,” she moaned, her arms tensing as she gripped the top of the bench.
“Oh God, oh God,” she started murmuring, her breaths coming faster and her legs tensing up.
“Call me whatever you want, but I’m the only man who will ever make you fall apart like this.” And then I picked up my pace and within three thrusts, she went off like a bomb, screaming as her release tore through her and her pussy tightened around my fingers.
“Fuck, you’re so goddamn beautiful,” I whispered as I leaned over her nearly spent body and kissed her hard. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and I allowed it because I needed her touch.
“Think you can come for me one more time?”
She blinked up at me and then that luminescent smile broke out over her face and sucked all the air from my lungs.
Never in my life would I take the gift of her love and attention for granted.
“I think you’ll help me get there,” she said as she lifted her lips to mine for another kiss.
“You’re fucking right I will.”
I snagged a condom out of my locker and rolled it on and then in one smooth motion, I was back between her gorgeous thighs, rubbing the head of my dick over her clit. Her hips tilted up, and I accepted the invitation, pushing my thick cock into her, relishing in the snug fit.
I tried to hold myself back from the desire pounding in my skull to thrust all the way into her. I didn’t want to hurt her, especially as tight she was.
“Goddamn it, Abby,” I choked, my body fighting against my mental restraints, desperate to be buried inside her. “You feel so fucking good.”
My pelvis rubbed against her clit and she let out a shuddery breath.
“So good,” she panted in agreement.
I needed her lips again before I made her shatter underneath me, so I leaned over and took her mouth in a fierce kiss. Her tongue slid against mine, meeting my eagerness and then some. My hips rocked out slightly and then back in, and we both groaned at the heavenly sensation.
There was no better feeling in the world than being balls deep inside her. Not a single fucking one.
My restraint was running thin, and my thrusts started coming faster and harder, her moans only spurring me on until any control I had completely snapped and I was pounding into her like our lives depended on it.
Her hands gripped my biceps as her legs locked around my waist. I gripped her hips and canted them ever so slightly to hit her at a better angle, and she let out a scream as her pussy convulsed around me.
“Fuck,” I growled, trying to hold off just a little longer, but it was no use. She felt too good and I was too needy for her. With one more thrust, I let out my own shout as my release ripped through me.
When I’d caught my breath, I pulled Abby into my arms and sat on the bench, her chest against mine and her legs still wrapped around my hips.
“Feel better?” she asked, running her fingers through my hair again in a way that eased the last of the frustration I’d carried since getting off the ice at the end of our game.
“Yeah, I do.” I leaned my forehead against hers, breathing her in.
I didn’t know how she’d figured out what I needed, but I was once again grateful for her. With Abby in my arms, things didn’t seem so bad.