Lilah
“ L ilah. . Liiiiiilaaaahhhhhhh .” I jump when Sadie waves her hand in front of my face. “Hello? Earth to ! Where did you go?” She looks out at the ice, where my gaze was fixed and then elbows me when she sees what I was looking at.
It’s the pre-game warm-up, and Kincaid is on the ice, stretching. Which looks a whole lot like he’s humping the ice, hips thrusting, back arching. And I’m watching it all and drooling, squirming in my seat as I remember him doing that to me yesterday.
I spent the night at his place, and the following morning we had sex again, slow and sleepy, lying on our sides while he lazily stroked my clit until I came. Twice. He fed me breakfast, then drove me to school before heading off for a short practice and team meeting before tonight’s game.
When I tell you it was a struggle to focus on anything at school today, I mean it was a struggle . All day, I’ve been replaying everything that happened between us, from the car makeout to waking up in Kincaid’s bed, his massive arm around me.
I want to live in his bed. I want to drown in his eyes. I am consumed with him. With us.
And I wouldn’t change a single thing.
My dad was able to score more tickets for me and Sadie, and we’re sitting in the same seats as before, a few rows behind the bench. I wanted to come and watch my man, especially because the team’s leaving on a three-game road trip immediately after this game.
“So. Are you going to finally spill the details that you owe me for covering for you?” she asks, pressing her shoulder into mine. My eyes are back on the ice, where Kincaid’s deep in conversation with one of the other players. I trace my gaze over his last name on his jersey, the letters big and bold. CAMPBELL.
Campbell.
Mmm. Yes. Yes, please.
“Okay, so it was either so amazing that you’ve lost the ability to speak, or it was so horrible you have no words.”
“The first one,” I murmur, blood rushing to my cheeks.
Sadie sighs. “Spill. Come on, . If you want me to be your cover, you need to pay and the currency is juicy details.”
I glance around, and then down at my dad, who’s standing on the bench reviewing something on a tablet with one of the assistant coaches. “Okay. You’re right. I did promise.” I take a deep breath, my eyes once again finding Kincaid as he fires a few pucks at the net. “So after the food bank, I had to go work on that group project, and he offered to pick me up after, saying he wanted to have dinner. I got caught in the rain, and I was all shivery, and we…just started kissing, in his car. Like, really kissing. And then he told me…” My heart throbs and my face heats as I replay the scene in my mind.
“What?” asks Sadie, hanging on my every word.
“That he wanted to be my first.”
Sadie chokes on her Diet Coke, sputtering as she tries to breathe around the lungful of fizzy liquid she just inhaled. “Oh my God! What did you say?”
“I said I wanted that, too,” I say, once again glancing at my dad to make sure he’s not paying any attention to me. “I know it’s fast, but it just feels right with him. I can’t explain it. Anyway, he drove me home to pick up some dry clothes, I texted you, and then we picked up pizza and went back to his place.”
Sadie nods eagerly, staring at me.
“We ate and talked and he was so sweet. There was no pressure, no expectations. But I wanted it, even though I was nervous. Sadie, God, he was so gentle with me, and he kept checking to make sure if I was okay, asking every time we took things a step further. We kissed for a long time and then he…he went down on me.” I grab for my own drink and take a long sip, trying to cool off.
“And?” Sadie asks, eyes bright.
“It was amazing,” I say quietly. “I came so hard.”
“Daaaaammmnnn,” Sadie says, shaking her head. “And then what?”
“He touched me and we kissed some more to make sure I was ready and then…then he was inside me.”
“What did it feel like? Did it hurt?”
“A little, but not much. Kincaid went so slow at the start, and he was so gentle and careful. And it felt…good. Different than I was expecting, but better. It was like…tight and full and really, really hot. And coming with him inside me…I don’t have words to tell you how good it was. We had sex again this morning, too.”
Sadie’s staring at me, an unreadable expression on her face. Her eyes cut away to the bench before she sighs. “That sounds amazing. Perfect. And while it’s fast, if you’re happy and he’s good to you, then I’m happy for you, . You deserve an amazing man who worships you.”
I look out at the ice and find Kincaid leaning on his stick, staring at me. When our eyes meet, he winks. I make sure my dad isn’t watching before blowing a kiss. He grins at me and heads off the ice.
And all I can think about is how I’m so in love with him.