Chapter 22 #2
We head toward the guys, exchanging hugs and congratulating them on a great game.
When I reach Alexander, I feel my heart pounding in my chest.
We haven’t discussed how we’ll act around his team.
Up until now, we’ve only shared glances and small touches around them, keeping the heavier touching and kissing to moments in privacy.
All I know is that right now, I want to give my man a proper kiss and congratulate him on a great game.
When I stop right in front of him, I can tell he’s looking at me, waiting to see how I want to handle this.
When I wrap my arms around his back and press our bodies together, he gives me the most stunning smile before leaning down to kiss me, sending my emotions into overdrive.
When we break apart, I smile up at him, feeling content and happy in his arms.
“Congratulations on your game, captain.”
He kisses me once more, keeping our faces close together.
“Thank you, baby. You okay with the guys knowing?” His concern is touching, and he always makes sure I’m okay.
Being with him feels too good to hide from anyone. We’ve already put our attraction aside for a while; now, I’m all in with him.
“Yeah, I think most of them are onto us either way,” I tell him, knowing they’ve been watching us even before we got together.
“They better be.” Alexander captures my lips again, biting gently on my bottom lip.
“I like it when you get all possessive of me,” I whisper against his lips.
He takes a deep breath, pulling me closer.
“Oh, you have no idea just how possessive I feel about you, Sarah. I want to drag you off to a dark corner right now, fuck you raw, maybe even let the guys hear you scream my name.”
I swallow at his words.
I’ve never considered public sex before, but with Alexander, all kinds of sex seem like a good idea.
Still, it would be embarrassing to show up at work, so the public sex will have to wait.
“Behave, captain. You need to socialize with your team, and I’ll let you do whatever you want when we get home later.”
He seems to like the idea of that.
We spend the evening at the bar, talking, laughing, and having a great time.
Even some of the newer guys joined in, which made me ecstatic.
I spend the night by Alexander’s side, as he effortlessly strikes up conversations with many guys from the team. He may not realize it himself, but he’s the perfect leader.
For him, this is just part of his job or duty as captain, but it also feels completely natural.
He makes sure everyone has a good time, enjoys themselves, and praises the guys for their work on the ice.
He also makes me feel seen and cherished, always having a hand at my back, my hand in his, or giving me a squeeze on my side to let me know he appreciates having me nearby.
The admiration the other players have for him is blinding, but again, I’m sure he doesn’t even see it himself. Humble, driven, and passionate about his team.
I excuse myself from his side, mingling with Samantha, Noah, and Aaron, who’s taken a seat in one of the lounge areas.
“So, he finally managed to snatch you up?” Noah asks me, a knowing smile on his face.
Just like Samantha knows all my history with Alexander, I know Noah has been his confidante in this as well.
“Yeah, he did.”
I look over at Alexander, already finding his eyes trained on me. He gives me a quick wink, making my stomach flutter all over again—God, this man. I’m so far gone for him.
“I’m happy you came along, Sarah. You’re good for him,” Noah tells me, making my heart gallop.
I like to believe I’m good for him, just like he is for me.
He pushes me out of my comfort zone, and hopefully, I help him do the same as we tackle the challenges thrown our way.
“Thank you, Noah. I’d like to think that,” I tell him, taking a sip of my drink.
I’ve gathered from Alexander that he’s not the most social person, but he prioritizes his time for the important people in his life.
“This right here is proof enough. He would never come to these things and socialize with anyone other than me, Aaron, and Liam. Look at him now, he’s like our own daddy.”
I snort at his comment as Aaron hits him in the shoulder.
“Ew, gross, Hughes. Please don’t ever call him that again,” he says, making me laugh.
“You tell me, Sarah, big boy like being called daddy in the bedroom?”
“Shut up, you fucker. Don’t bring your own kinks into a conversation with my woman,” Alexander ruffles Noah’s hair, like a freaking dog, before he sits down next to me, dragging me closer to his body.
His woman.
Shit, it feels so good when he says that.
He brings my hand into one of his, whilst the other goes around my shoulders.
“Sorry, daddy, it won’t happen again.”
～
When we get back to Alexander’s place, I’m feeling wild about him. Watching him in his element on the ice, finally winning a game during tough times.
His leadership and real care for every player on his team. The way he made sure everyone had a good time at The Rove, enjoying their win together.
Mix all that with the subtle glances, looks, and touches sent my way, and I’m ready to explode.
When we enter his apartment, I drop to my knees in front of him, eager to have a taste of him.
“Christ, Sarah. What got you so worked up?” He asks me, then I feel his hard length in his trousers, letting me know he’s just as worked up as I am.
“You,” I tell him simply, bringing his cock out of his boxers, before I start pumping him.
He grabs a hold of my hair, cursing under his breath as I work him into my mouth.
“Fuck, Sarah, that feels fucking amazing.”
Feeling the throbbing of his cock, the tightness of his grip on me, and the words leaving his mouth sends a boost straight to my core.
Knowing this man is as wild about me as I am for him, it’s incredible.
I suck hard, taking as much of his cock as I can muster.
When he’s nearing the edge, he pulls me up to a standing position before he hoists me up around his body, my legs going behind his back.
“Now it’s my turn,” he says, kissing me as he carries me to the kitchen table, before laying me on top of it.
He drags my pants down my legs, while I tear at his t-shirt, wanting his skin on mine. He grabs a hold of his shirt, pulling it off his body before he lowers himself in front of the table, directly in front of my cunt.
He wastes no time, dragging my thong off before his tongue starts circling my clit.
“Fuck, Alexander,” I moan, feeling overwhelmed with the pleasure he’s giving me.
Adding his fingers to the mix, he starts fucking me, driving his tongue and fingers in and out, making me thrash across the table.
He holds me down as he continues playing my body like his own personal instrument.
“Sarah, let go, be a fucking good girl, and give me all you have.”
I go over the edge, tightening my legs around his head as he rides out my orgasm.
“You ready for me, baby?” He asks as I regain my breath, helping me out of the last clothes, leaving us completely naked.
His body truly is a work of art, all ripped muscle and fine lines. He drags me closer to the edge of the table, lining his cock up at my entrance.
When he starts teasing me, pulling the head against my swollen clit, I beg.
“Alexander, please. I need you.” He pushes into me, and I grab his arms, holding on as he starts thrusting into me.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he says, laying a hand on top of my chest, pushing down and holding me in place as he ups his pace, driving harder and faster into me.
I take his other hand and guide it toward my throat, encouraging him to choke me—another kink I’ve never dared to spring on anyone.
His hand has been traveling to my throat during sex, and I want him to know that I want this.
I want everything with him.
With Alexander, everything feels natural, perfect.
The intense look he gives me as understanding dawns is almost enough to send me over the edge. He squeezes gently, not enough to cause any harm, but enough to heighten everything: his scent, his touch.
When Alexander starts circling my clit, the other hand still choking me, and his cock is driving me into the table, I fall apart, screaming his name. He continues thrusting into me, finding his own release.
“Hell, Sarah. You might just kill me, but at least I’ll die a happy man.”
I chuckle under him, pushing his hair back, all messy and sweaty, and so fucking sexy.
“Yeah, I know the feeling,” I tell him, as he lifts me up and carries me into the bathroom.
Soon enough, those walls are put to good use, once again.
～
The next morning, I wake up snuggled close to Alexander. I turn in his arms, cuddling closer to his chest.
“Morning, baby,” I say, kissing his stubble. His strong arms bring me as close to him as possible.
“Morning, angel.” He kisses my lips as his fingers trail down my body, waking up my libido in his wake.
“Up for some morning sex?” He asks, a hopeful tone in his voice.
The weekend is our favourite time, as we get to actually stay in bed for as long as we want, no work obligations calling us, on most days at least.
Sometimes, there are games, and it will be different, but still. Not having a 7 a.m. wake-up call is nice.
“Always up for sex with you,” I tell him, nibbling at his bottom lip as he drags me across his body. I settle my hips on either side of him and position his cock at my opening.
Just as I push down on him, both of us grunting in pleasure, I hear the elevator doors open. I halt my movements, looking down at Alexander with panic on my face.
“You expecting anyone?” I ask, not quite sure what to do.
No one really comes here other than his cleaner, but she was here just a few days ago.
“Fuck, it’s probably Braden, my brother.”
Just as Alexander says that, we hear him.
“Dear brother, I’m here!”
Alexander lies back with his head on the pillow, groaning as his hand goes to his forehead, frustrated with his brother’s timing.
I can’t help but laugh at this situation.
His cock is still inside me, throbbing and aching for release, which will have to wait because his dear brother just turned up for a visit.
I giggle, slapping his chest.
“Come on, big bro, we have a brother to meet. I’ll give you a blowjob when he leaves, but right now, just think about Noah calling you daddy, and you should be fine,” I snigger, leaning down and giving him a quick peck before jumping out of bed.
Alexander grunts, but starts getting up as well.
We’re not the most fashionable couple as we emerge into the living room, but Braden’s going to have to take what he gets for turning up at 9 o’clock on a Saturday.
“Brother, your timing really needs some work,” Alexander is still moody when we greet Braden, making him all the happier.
Nevertheless, Alexander hugs his brother, clasping him on the back.
“Big bro, the flights were so much cheaper early in the morning, you know me. I like to seize the day.”
The two brothers share their dark hair, but while Alexander is the big, broad hockey player, Braden is leaner. He also has a much more boyish charm than Alexander, who right now really is living up to his broody image.
“Like you can’t afford a flight ticket whenever you want,” Alexander mutters.
“Sorry about my dear moody brother, I might have come at a bad time, I realize, but I’m so happy to meet you, Sarah,” Braden says, hugging me.
“Pleasure to meet you, Braden. How was the trip from New York?”
“See, brother. Manners, your woman has them, you have something to learn,” Braden says, making me chuckle and finally Alexander loosens up a bit too.
“Yeah, she’s perfect.”
～
As soon as Alexander has some food in his system, his mood lightens, and he seems genuinely happy to have his brother visit. The two brothers may tease each other, but I can tell they have a lot of love for one another.
“Tell me, Sarah. How did you two meet? Alexander didn’t want to tell me over the phone, wanting my reaction, he said,” Braden says and I feel my cheeks redden a little whilst Alexander chuckles beside me.
“Please tell him, baby. This should be good,” Alexander says, his playful smile radiant.
“Okay, so we had a scheduled meeting to discuss his social media strategy, as that is part of my internship. Keep in mind, all the other players had already taken their time to meet with me,” I say, and Alexander cuts in.
“Was saving the best till last,” he says to Braden before he winks at me, making me roll my eyes.
“Anyway, I turn up at his hotel room door. When he opens the door, he whistles at me and accuses me of being a hooker.”
Braden bursts out laughing, and we start laughing too.
What a journey we’ve been through since then.
I continue the story, with Alexander chiming in here and there, and by the end, we’re all cried out from tears of laughter.
“Wow, this would be the best story ever at your wedding,” Braden says, making my heart gallop in my chest.
When I catch Alexander’s eye, the look he gives me is like no other.
Clearly not fazed by the suggestion from his brother, he simply says,
“Yeah, it will be.”