47. Braden
Chapter 47
Braden
“ A mazing showing out there tonight, Braden,” a reporter says to me during post-game press.
“Thank you.”
“How does it feel to have a shutout during an away game as opposed to a home game?” he asks.
“Both feel great. They don’t happen often enough, so I’ll take one wherever I can get it.” The reporters laugh.
As well as this post-game press is going, I want to wrap things up and see Bella.
“What do you say to everyone who doubted you at the beginning of this season?”
“I just hope they all see that I’ve been able to turn it around.”
“You had a sweet moment at the end of a game with a young lady in the stands wearing your jersey,” a different reporter asks. “She’s someone special, I’m guessing?”
I try and fail to hold back a grin. “You guessed right.”
“I know you’ve been training extra hard this season, but is she part of the reason you’re on a hot streak?”
“Yeah. She is. ”
Post-game press wraps up. I head to the visitor locker room and get cleaned up, then change back into my suit. I grab my phone and see a text from Bella.
Bella: Hey. I have a surprise for you.
Me: I like the sound of that. Are you back at the hotel?
Bella: Nope.
I walk out of the locker room and down the empty hall. When I turn the corner, there’s Bella.
She beams. “Surprise.”
Grinning, I walk up to her. “How’d you get in here?”
“Ingrid let me borrow her team pass.” She pulls at the hem of her jersey.
I grab her by the waist and pull her close to me. “You wearing my jersey is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
Her smile turns teasing. “You looked pretty happy when you first saw me in it.”
“Try fucking ecstatic.”
I crash my mouth against hers and lead her in a desperate kiss. My cock hardens in my pants. I hum into her mouth, aching with need.
“Fuck, pretty girl. I don’t know if I can wait until we make it back to the hotel.”
“Then don’t.”
I lean back and look at her. The corner of my mouth twitches up. “Wait, are you saying we find a place here and…”
She bites back a giddy smile and nods.
I glance around the empty hallway. When I spot the door to a closet, I grab Bella by the hand and lead her over to it.
Thankfully it’s unlocked when I try it. I open the door and we walk inside. I flip on the light and peer around the space. It’s bigger than I thought it would be with shelves on the far wall and a bunch of brooms and mops propped up in the corner.
I flip the lock on the door and look at Bella.
“You’re really okay with me fucking you in the storage room of a hockey arena?” I ask.
She nods, running her hands up my chest and backing me against the wall. I grin at the hungry look in her eyes.
“I want you to fuck me right here, right now, Braden.”
I drop my gear bag on the floor and grab her once more, pulling her against me. I unzip her jeans and slide my hand inside her panties, pressing my palm against her clit.
Her eyelids flutter. “Braden,” she rasps.
I let out a soft growl. Just hearing her whine my name like that has my dick pulsing.
She moves to pull up the jersey she’s wearing, but I shake my head. “Jersey stays on while I fuck you, pretty girl.”
Heat flares up in her pretty cinnamon eyes. She shimmies her hips and slides down her jeans. I flip us around so that she’s against the wall now. I lean down and run my mouth along the side of her neck as I press my palm against her pussy. She shivers and whimpers.
Gently, I scrape my teeth along her soft, delicate skin. Her breathing turns ragged.
“Here’s what’s gonna happen pretty girl. I’m gonna make you come with my fingers. Then I’m bending you over and fucking you. Hard.”
When I lean up and look at her, her eyes are blazing with arousal. “Yes. I want that. I want your hand. I want your cock. Please, Braden.”
Pleasure rockets through me. My girl is so pretty when she begs .
I move my hand and slide two fingers inside of her. She gasps and grips my wrist with both hands. I gently wrap my free hand around the front of her neck. Her eyes roll back.
“Is this okay, pretty girl?”
She smiles and whines yes.
I plunge my fingers in and out of her warm, wet pussy. She tightens around me instantly.
A growl rips from my throat she whimpers, getting louder.
I start to smile as I shush her, then kiss her.
“Not so loud. Someone might hear us.”
A naughty look flashes in her eyes as she smiles up at me. “Sorry. You just make me feel so good, I can’t help it.”
“There’s nothing to apologize for. I love that I make you loud.”
With my thumb, I make soft, gentle swirls on her clit. Her jaw falls open and her eyes roll back. I press my hand a little harder against her throat.
“Braden, oh my god…”
“You like that, pretty girl? You like my fingers in your pussy, my thumb on your clit, and my hand on your throat?”
“Yes. God, yes…”
I grin, working her faster in my hand. I rake my gaze along the length of her body, drinking in the visual of her on the verge of coming while wearing my jersey.
My cock is on the verge of ripping through my pants.
It doesn’t take long before she’s shuddering between me and the wall. Her breaths turn to moans and whimpers. She starts to shake and lets out a yelp. That’s when I cover my mouth with hers and kiss her hard, swallowing the delicious noises she makes when she comes.
I moan into her mouth, so fucking turned on at seeing my feisty, pretty girl lose her mind while this orgasm takes over her body.
When she starts to come down, I slow our kiss. She nips my bottom lip gently as I pull my mouth away, then flashes the sexiest, sweetest smile at me.
I stand there, so turned on that it hurts. But I need a moment. I need to just look at her. This woman looks so blissed out, so wrecked, so completely content.
The urge to make her happy crashes through me. The feeling inside of me expands. It feels like I can barely breathe. It’s overwhelming in the best way.
Bella is my world. My joy. My everything. And I want to spend all my days on this planet trying to make her as happy as she makes me.
I swallow through the emotion, my dick hard and pulsing and aching for her.
I cup her face in my hands. “I’m so fucking in love with you, pretty girl.”
I kiss her, feeling her smile against my mouth.
“I’m so in love with you, Braden,” she murmurs before breaking our kiss and giving me that naughty smile I love so much. “Now will you bend me over and fuck me?”