Chapter 11
FORREST
I watched Sable while she watched the game.
At some point, she pulled out a pale pink beanie and put it on over her hair. She looked even more adorable like that. The perfect combination of feminine vulnerability and strength.
Of course, I wasn't the only one who noticed. Leif was watching too, a predatory look in his eyes. A cautious one as well. Our conversation about black widows and Sable seemed to be still uppermost in his thoughts, as it was in mine.
Honestly, it was difficult to reconcile that profile with someone who wore a pink beanie with a pom-pom on the top. Was that a rabbit embroidered on the front?
Yes it was. A rabbit holding a lollipop.
I kept an eye on Woody too. He slouched in his chair, gaze toward the ice. I knew him better than to think his whole attention was on the game. He was listening to every word we said. Every word Sable said.
Every so often, his lip would twitch like he wanted to curl it, but he kept it contained. His brow would crease, a faint hint of a smile. He did a good job of appearing relaxed. Anyone else would have bought it.
We both knew he wasn't going to try to kill her. Not here in front of all these witnesses. Not with me and Leif here to stop him.
"I'm getting a drink," he said as the intermission after second period started.
The Rooks were up three goals to one, and so far, Garrett Ryan hadn't killed Mikko, or vice versa.
I had no idea what happened between those two, but every time they got anywhere near each other on the ice, the tension rose. Maybe they needed to fuck it out.
Whatever. That was their problem, not mine.
"Get me one while you're there," Leif called after him.
Woody raised a hand and waved over his shoulder. That could have meant anything from 'sure bro, I'll bring you something back,' to 'fuck off and get your own.' Who knew with Woody?
He stalked over to the bar at the side of the box and spoke to the server. He returned a couple of minutes later with four drinks balanced on a small, circular tray. He took a Coke for himself and handed the tray to Leif.
Sable glanced at Woody with surprise, before accepting the Diet Coke Leif handed to her. Since the bottle was sealed, we all knew Woody hadn't slipped anything in there.
She still waited until we opened ours before doing the same to her bottle and taking a sip.
"Thank you," she said to Woody, although she was clearly confused why he got her a drink as well.
Honestly, so was I.
Woody didn't do anything without a reason.
What was it tonight? I didn't think he was trying to make amends with Sable.
Chances were he was trying to make her comfortable, so she was off her guard.
That's what I'd do. That might be what we were all doing.
Sitting here with her, enjoying a game of hockey, while still questioning her motives.
None of that changed the fact I wanted to fuck her.
"So, this is fun," Sable said, glancing around at all of us.
Woody snorted.
I gave him a look before turning my attention back to her. "I'm glad you came tonight."
Did she hear the innuendo in my voice? Judging by the slight widening of her eyes, she did. Of course she hadn't come, not yet, but I wanted her on the same wavelength as me. I wanted her to know exactly what I intended to do with her. If not tonight, then soon. Patience only went so far.
"Me too," she said, adorably awkward. "Thank you for asking me."
"Yes, thank you for asking her," Leif said. To her, he asked, "What are you doing after this?"
I narrowed my eyes at him. I was the one who brought her here. Was he really going to muscle in on my date? Yes, he was. Or at least, he'd try. The man was shameless. Usually I appreciated that, but tonight the proverbial jury was still out.
Sable glanced at me. "I don't know. I don't think we have any plans for afterward."
"I have a few ideas," I said. I wasn't done with her yet. I had plans.
Most of them involved getting her naked. I wanted to see how she tasted. Did she scream when she came?
I'll be honest, I liked learning. I wanted to learn all about her. What she liked, what she didn't like. How her pussy felt around my cock. How far down her throat she'd take my erection. The way her mouth tasted after she swallowed my cum.
All the important life lessons.
"Another night?" Leif asked.
He raised a challenging eyebrow at me. Yes, I saw her first, but he was also interested. Or was this his way of trying to uncover whatever she might be up to?
All of the above, I decided. He also wanted to learn all about her. And by that, I mean he wanted to fuck her. He wasn't blind and neither was I. I saw the way he glanced at her, undressing her with his eyes.
If he was anyone else, I'd be tempted to cut those eyes out with a spoon.
Since he was Leif, and gazing at someone wasn't a crime he'd get to keep his eyeballs.
For now.
"I'd like that," Sable said tentatively. "As long as you don't…" She trailed off, looking back and forth between us.
"I don't mind," I said. "I want to get to know you better, but if you also want to go out with Leif, you have my permission."
Yes, I chose my words carefully. I wanted to see how she'd react.
As I hoped and expected, her eyes darkened.
I thought she might be the kind of girl who liked approval.
I doubted she got it before. Certainly not from a prick like Wolfgang.
She wanted to please me more than she realized.
I'd show her that side of herself. Make her understand who she really was.
Praise her. Show her she's mine. Own her.
Maybe she was Leif's as well. She'd learn that too.
Maybe, a voice said in the back of my mind, she’s exactly who Woody says she is.
I was going to have to step carefully. I didn't want to chase her away. I also didn't want to give anyone the opportunity to take advantage of me. I was many things, but born yesterday wasn't one of them.
One thing I was sure of, I didn't need to touch to know her panties were wet.
What would she let me do if I tried it right now?
Would she let me slide my fingers inside her, fuck her with my hand?
Would she let me bend her over a chair and fuck her pussy?
Would she get down on her knees and suck my cock dry?
Would she groan when I drew one of her nipples between my lips and sucked?
All of those thoughts made my cock harden.
Down boy, I told myself. This wasn't the time or the place. I'd get my chance to bury myself balls deep in this woman. I'd enjoy it when the time came. So fucking much. For now, I had to keep my head. Both of them.
Leif grinned, a triumphant half a glance in my direction, as if he'd pulled off some kind of coup. As if I couldn't have stopped him, in a heartbeat if I'd wanted to. He should be thanking me for allowing him to ask her out at all.
"Great. I'll text you," Leif said. "I have a few ideas myself."
He slid his gaze over to me, echoing my words. He was thinking the same things I was, I could see from the darkness in his eyes, the way he slid his tongue over his lips like he was tasting her already. He wouldn't have the restraint I did. If he could fuck her right now, he would.
I pressed my lips together, silently reminding him of what she'd gone through, and that we shouldn't push her into anything, no matter how much we wanted to.
He sighed slightly out his nose and gave me a faint hint of a nod in response. Message received. Whether or not he'd pay attention to it was another thing.
"You're both out of your minds," Woody said. "Can't you see what she's doing?"
He waved a hand in Sable's direction, spilling a couple of spoonfuls of his drink on himself. He scowled and wiped at the leg of his jeans.
"What am I doing?" Sable asked.
I loved she didn't back down from him. She could have. She could have left and never looked back. Instead, she looked him right in the eyes, demanding an answer.
"You're trying to fuck with them," he said. "You're trying to do the same thing to them as you did to my father."
She looked like he'd hit her across the face with her empty nacho bowl.
"You have no idea what happened with him," she said softly.
"I have a pretty good idea," Woody contradicted. "You think you're subtle, but I can see right through you. You're as transparent as this glass." He rapped his knuckles against it.
"You don't know anything about me," she said. "You've made assumptions based on… I don't even know what." She shook her head. "Whatever you think you know, you're wrong."
"That's what I'd expect to hear from someone like you. You might have them fooled," Woody said, "but you're not fooling me."
"Enough," I snapped.
Evidently, she wasn't going to change his mind, but I was done listening to him bark at her. If he was right about her, she'd reveal herself soon enough. They always did. We'd be ready for her.
In the meantime, he needed to back the fuck off.
"Don't make me call security to have you thrown out."
Woody rolled his eyes at me. If he thought I wouldn't do it, he was mistaken. Better if it didn't come to that.
I didn't need anyone driving a wedge between us, not when we had important work to do. Not even when that wedge had big blue eyes and hair that would look perfect wrapped around my fist.
I could picture it now. Her on her stomach.
Me pulling her head back while I pounded into her.
Her cries of pleasure. Our sweaty skin sliding against each other.
Her screaming my name as she came. Me spilling myself into her.
Sliding out and pushing my cum back into her with my finger.
Telling her she was a good girl for taking me so well.
I already knew her body was going to be the perfect fit for my cock. I wanted her around me already. Her warmth and heat. I'd bet anything she was tight as hell.
"Don't worry about Woody," Leif said. "His bark is worse than his bite."
Woody stared at him.
"What the hell? Take that back. My bite is much worse than my bark. I don’t waste it. I save it for the right moment."
He bared his teeth at Sable and made a snapping sound with his teeth.
She stared back at him, her eyes wide.
"It's not your bite I'm worried about," she said.
"You should be." Woody leaned toward her and added, "If I bite you, it's going to hurt like hell."
She looked like she wanted to lean back away from him, but she held her ground.
Good for her.
"So will mine," she said back at him.
If my cock wasn't hard before, it was now. Hearing her say that, in her voice as she stood up for herself, it was hot as hell.
"Dibs," Leif said. He shrugged when we all turned to look at him. "What? I like it a little rough. So sue me."
Sable's face turned slightly pink. She wasn't expecting that reaction from Leif.
If I wasn't careful, I was going to fall head over heels for this woman. I suspected I'd take Leif with me.