by Adele Hart
“You’re going to make it impossible for me to say no, aren’t you?” she says, her voice thick with emotion.
“That’s my plan.”
“Please don’t do this if you don’t mean it,” she says. “I’ve been hurt before and if it happens again, I…I just don’t think I could take it. Especially not right now.”
I lower my face to hers and let my lips hover above hers. “I mean all of it, Dani. I’ll never hurt you. Not now. Not ever.”
I kiss her gently at first, then, as she parts her mouth to let me in a little, I press harder, showing her that I mean it. I wrap my arms around her and pull her to me, so I can feel her body against mine. She’s toned and tight and firm, but has all the right curves at the same time. I want those curves against my skin like I’ve never wanted anything in my life.
Our kisses grow more urgent and we both forget all about dinner. She tugs at my shirt, and breaks away from me long enough to pull it over my head. I help her get it off, then toss it onto the couch while her eyes rake over my body hungrily. Her hands follow, exploring the ridges of my abs and the muscles in my chest. She lets out a low, ‘wow,’ which makes me chuckle a little.
“You like what you see?”
“Oh, yeah,” she whispers.
“It gets better,” I say, as I pull her sweater over her head and toss it, leaving her in her bra and jeans. I smile down at her, my cock rock-hard as I cup her perfect breasts with both hands. I see her nipples pebble as I rub the fabric of her bra with my thumbs and I want to lick what’s under there. I plant kisses on her neck as I reach around with one hand and undo the clasp on her bra. Sliding the bra off, I replace the cotton with my hands to cover her from view. When I look at her face again, her cheeks are pink, and she looks a little shy.
“Now it’s my turn to say ‘wow,’” I murmur, lowering my mouth to hers again so I can kiss her some more.
We stay like this, just holding each other and making out, our chests pressed together, for a long time. I don’t want to rush this with her. I want to take my time, so by the time we go all the way, she’ll be more than sure about what we’re doing. I pick her up by her ass and hold her against me while we kiss some more, then I walk over to the couch and sit down with her on my lap facing me. She grinds herself against my cock and even though we’re both wearing jeans, I know for a fact that she’s drenched. I unbutton her jeans, then stop myself in case what we’re doing is all she’s ready for.
She slides her hand down her flat stomach and unzips her jeans the rest of the way, then takes my hand and presses it to her panties. I take her not-so-subtle hint and glide my hand inside the tiny fabric, feeling the wet, warm skin waiting for me. Dani lets out a little groan and lifts herself off my lap a little to give me room to work. I slide my finger inside her and find her throbbing bud, stroking it carefully, softly until I draw out a long moan from deep within her. It doesn’t take long for her body to start to shudder with pleasure and for her muscles to tighten around my fingers as she grinds herself against my hand like she’s starving for this.
When she’s done, she rests her head on my shoulder, panting a little while she calms down. I slide my hand out and the scent of her fills the room, bringing out the beast in me. I have to fight to restrain myself because all I want to do is rip off her clothes and plunge my cock deep inside her right now, but I have to hold back. It’s one thing to pleasure her with my hand, but I’m so big and she’s so small that if I’m not careful, I could do some damage.
Dani climbs off my lap, then does the best thing I can think of—she pulls off her jeans and panties, and stands naked in front of me. I reach out and grip her hips, smiling as I take in the look of her like this, completely bared to me in the soft light coming from the kitchen. I pull her to me and kiss her stomach, swirling my tongue over her silky skin as she leans over me and rubs her hands down my back. I plunge my mouth over her right breast, sucking on her pink nipple until it’s hard, then move over to her other breast. She responds by moaning and gripping my back with her hands. When I can’t take it anymore, I lean back and pull her onto the couch, then slide myself onto the floor, on my knees in front of her.
“I need to taste you, Kitty.” I spread her legs with my hands and dip my head in between her thighs. Kissing along her delicate pink flesh, I run my tongue along her folds until she opens for me, letting me get my first taste of her sweet essence. The flavor is so perfect that I almost come, but I stop myself, needing to stay ready for her. I plunge my tongue into her pussy and lick and thrust as deep as I can, over and over, until she grips my head with her hands and pulls me in just that little bit more while she thrusts and bucks her hips and moans out my name. I lap up her sweet juices with my tongue, loving that I did this to her. When it’s over, I lay my head against her stomach as we both calm down.
“Clint, that was amazing,” she says in a lazy voice. “I’ve never come that way before.”
“Really?” I lift my head off of her and smile.
“Let’s just say last boyfriend wasn’t exactly attentive to my needs.”
“What an idiot.” I reach up and kiss her softly on the lips. “You hungry?”
Nodding, Dani smiles. “But, not for pasta.”
She reaches down and unzips my jeans, giving me a naughty smile. I stand and rid myself of my clothes, letting her see me in all my glory for a moment before I pull her to standing.
Her eyes grow wide. “Holy jumpin’!” she says. “That’s like porno big.”
“Thanks.” I lift her under her knees and carry her to the bedroom where I’ve stashed a package of condoms. The entire walk, we kiss and moan, knowing what’s coming. Urgency builds in me like it never has before. Having her once will never be enough and I know it.
I put her down on the bed and just look at her for a moment like this, so perfect and open to me. I run my hands up and down the length of her body, then open the nightstand drawer and take out a condom. When I’m wrapped and ready to go, I lower myself over her, kissing her and stroking her hair with one hand. She wraps her legs around my waist and shimmies her hips to line herself up with me.
“You sure you’re ready for this?”
She nods and kisses me, then bites my lip to make her point. I slowly slide my way inside her, feeling every tight inch of her pussy as I fill her completely. She winces and I stop for a second, letting her get used to what I’ve got to offer. Finally, she nods and smiles, then moves her hips, showing me she’s ready for more. I lower my mouth over hers and thrust my tongue inside her, mirroring what my cock is doing inside her tight warmth. Our bodies move together perfectly as she grips me with her legs and explores me with her hands. I hold back, taking my time until she’s so ready she’s practically begging with her body. The way she moves is one part lust, two parts frustration, and I know she just wants me to give it to her hard, but I won’t yet. I’m going to take my time so when I do bring her over the edge, she’ll never forget our first time together.
“Please, Clint, I want it,” she pants, nipping at my neck with her teeth.
I slow down my pace instead of speeding up and she lets out a little pouty moan. “Please.”
I speed up for three thrusts and feel her curling up around me, but then I slow my pace again, driving her wild. I do this again and again, bringing her just to the edge, then pulling back until she’s gripping my ass with her nails trying to make me go faster.
I look down at her. “I’m going to make you come so hard, you’ll be feeling me next week.”
Dani turns her head to the side, thrashing under me like she can’t take it anymore. I pump myself into her hard now, over and over, until she comes, her voice raspy from panting as she cries out with the force of her orgasm. I feel her body sputter and her muscles tighten around me even more as I spill myself into her, throbbing as I come with her.
Collapsing onto her, I then roll us over so I’m not crushing Dani under my big body. She lays on top of me, panting and smiling as our swe
aty bodies meld together.
“Oh my God. That was the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had,” she says finally.
“That was nothing. I’ll make you come harder than that.”
“Not possible. I blacked out for a second there.”
“Good.” I lift my head off the pillow and kiss her on the forehead. “You let me eat you. Now, you’re going to let me feed you.”
“This is like the perfect date.” She says, grinning at me.
“That’s what I’m going for. I’m going to ruin you tonight, Dani. So that no other guy will ever be able to get close to you like this again. Only me.”
“I think you already have.”
Nine
Danika
“I’ve never sat naked on a very nude, very muscle-bound man while he feeds me spaghetti.”
“It’s angel hair pasta, actually, and tonight is all about firsts.” He says, kissing me on the mouth, then feeding me another spoonful of pasta.
As soon as I swallow it, I ask, “What if your roommate comes in?”
“Don’t worry about him. He’s out with the team which means he’ll be gone most of the night.” Clint takes another bite from the plate we’re sharing while I have a sip of water.
I’ve never felt this warm and cozy before. He’s taken care of my every need so thoughtfully and carefully that I never want to leave, which is nuts since we’ve only just met. The entire meal I can feel his erection against my bottom and I find myself wiggling against him without meaning to. He kisses his way up my neck to my earlobe and then does the most amazing thing with his teeth and I feel myself becoming even more aroused. Turning on his lap, I straddle him and wrap my arms around his thick neck. The fork clatters against plate as he lets go of it and then his hands are in my hair and he’s drawing me to him so he can kiss me again. Our kisses quickly become frantic and now that I’ve been fed, I’m ready to have him again. I rub myself against his hard, thick cock and drench him with my juices.
“Careful, now,” he says in a low tone. “We should get protection, even though I want to feel my bare cock inside your soft little pussy so bad I could almost burst.”
“Let’s do it. Just for a minute. We’ll stop before it’s too late.” I kiss him full on the mouth before he can protest and wiggle my hips, bringing him inside me exactly where I need him. The feel of his bare cock against me is intoxicating as he stretches me in a way that only been done once before, about an hour ago.
As I impale myself on his big cock, I hear and feel a loud groan interrupt from within his chest. I know he wants this is much as I do. I can tell by the look on his face right now and by the way he wraps his hand around my hair so he can control the pace even though I’m on top. My nipples peak as I rub my breasts against his hard body and grind my hips into his lap. We kiss and explore each other with our hands wildly, as though we’ll never be close enough to satisfy what burns between us. It doesn’t take long for my orgasm to hit and I close my eyes tightly as my breath stutters and my body shutters over him. “Oh, Clint, yes. Just like that.”
I ride him until my orgasm is over then tuck my head into his chest and listen to his heart pound. He’s still as hard as a rock inside me and I know I need to let him go before we make a huge mistake, but I don’t want to. I want to keep him here inside me like this forever. I’ve never felt this good before, this feminine or this beautiful.
He stands, lifting me with him as he walks us back to the bedroom, stopping every few feet to press me against the wall and thrust himself into me harder and harder. We both know we shouldn’t be doing this and yet, neither of us are able to stop. By the time we reach the bed, I’m ready to come again. He tries to lift me off of him but I grip him harder with my legs and beg him not to stop. “Wait. I’m ready again. Please don’t stop.”
“We should stop.”
“Please, Clint. I need you to keep going.” I rub myself against him, his thick, long erection stretching me and touching every nerve ending in my body. My toes curl up first, and then my entire body shakes as I go over the edge again in wave after wave of delicious pleasure.
As soon as I’m done, he lifts me off of him and lays me on the bed so he can suit up. I’m a ragdoll now, so satisfied that I can barely lift my head. I feel the blankets covering my body and then he slips into bed behind me and pulls me close to him, spooning me as he folds his sculpted arm over my side and tucks me in to him. With one long thrust, he’s inside me again. I turn my head toward him as much as I can and press his cheek to mine as he moves in all the way and then out and back again. Over and over until we’re both ready. He whispers my name as he bucks his hips. I feel him throbbing inside me and we both let go.
I don’t know if this is love, but whatever it is, I don’t ever want it to stop. I’ve never felt this calm or happy in my life. I drift off to sleep in his arms, with him still inside me and I fall into the best sleep I’ve ever had.
The next week is the most amazing one of my entire life. I’m landing every jump, hitting every mark, and being loved in a way I never have before. It’s like for the first time, everything is falling into place for me, after an entire life spent preparing. Clint is perfect. I stay at his place every night and fall asleep, safe and warm in his arms. Lucky for us, Hunter met someone too, a woman from the Swiss ski team, and he’s been spending his nights there.
I don’t ever want this to end. We make love in the shower, in the kitchen, on the floor, in bed, anywhere the mood strikes us, which is basically everywhere and all the freaking time. When we’re not having sex, we talk about the games and he gives me the secret to thinking like a champion. “You have to know you’ve earned it. You have to believe that you deserve it. And you have to know that you are ready. And you are, Dani. I’ve seen you out there. You’re ready.”
We’re both so happy that we don’t even bother to keep our relationship a secret. We go everywhere together—the gym, the cafeteria, the rink, and back to his place. Clint is proud to be with me, and holds my hand or keeps his arm around me wherever we go, even if his teammates are around.
In a few days, my parents will arrive. They’re expecting to spend a lot of time with me, I know. What they aren’t going to expect is for me to have fallen in love with one of the biggest names in hockey. My gut aches a little when I think about them showing up. I want to scream out to the world that I’m in love, but I know they are the two people on this earth who won’t be happy to hear about it. Well, them and Brooke Donovan. She’s been watching us closely and wearing a scowl.
This morning, when he walked me to the dressing room before practice, she was there. He gave me a long kiss goodbye, and when he left the room she shook her head. “Danika, I’m starting to worry about you. I know you think he’s the one, but, he really isn’t. You’re his Games Girl. As soon as you land state-side, he’ll be gone like a rocket.”
My jaw clenches and I glare at her. “Yeah, and you also thought he was engaged, but he never was. You don’t know him, Brooke, so I’d appreciate it if you’d just keep your opinions to yourself.”
“Oh, he was engaged, all right. Just Google it. You’ll see a pic of him with Ashley that she posted on Instagram right before Christmas.”
I feel my knees go weak but I keep a brave face. “Whatever happened with her is over.”
“That’s not what I heard…”
“Can you just leave it alone, already, Brooke? For the first time in my life, I’m really happy. And I’d like to stay that way.”
“I’m just trying to protect you.” She shrugs, turning from me and setting her bag on the bench on the other side of the room.
“Well, thank you, but you can stop now because what we have is for real.”
As I do my warmup, skating in long, easy circles around the ice, a feeling of dread comes over me. What if she’s right? What if I am just his Games Girl? What if he dumps me as soon as he gets home? I try to push those thoughts out of my brain, but they’re stuck in there now. The rest of the pra
ctice doesn’t go nearly as smoothly as the last ones have. I find myself distracted, then I mess up. By the time my ice time is over, I’m a ball of frustration. Brooke gives me an ‘I told you so’ look as I skate past her to the bench.
“What’s wrong with you today?” Pierre asks.
“What? Nothing. Just something got into my head.”
“Well, whatever it is, get it out of your head. You’ve been skating better than I’ve ever seen you until today. Now, you’re like a rookie out there.”
I sigh and hang my head. “I know. I’ll get it under control. I promise.”
“You better. I didn’t come all this way to watch you lose. If you don’t pull it together, you can find yourself a new coach.”
“It’s fine, Pierre. I’m fine, and I’m going to be on that podium. I promise.” I stalk off down the hall, which is tricky to do in skates.
After I shower and dress, I have a look at my phone. There’s a message from Clint. I hope you gave ‘em hell out there. See you tonight, Kitty.
I smile as I run a finger over his words and all my tension melts away. Brooke doesn’t know what she’s talking about, and I’m an idiot to listen to her.
Ten
Clint
“What’s wrong?” I ask as I pull her in for a long hug. I can tell that something’s been bothering her since she got here this evening. She picked at her food and barely said a word the entire dinner or while we did dishes together.
Danika shrugs. “Nothing. I just had a bit of a rough skate this morning.”
