Love on Ice (Cannon City Series Book 2)

by Lauren Marie

  Suddenly, she saw him stare at her. Those gorgeous brown eyes seemed to smile at her and she could feel his arms around her even though he sat in the table area.

  “Hey there. Are you coming in?” he asked and put his feet on the floor. He set his notebook down with the pen on top.

  “Yes, I am.” She smiled back and moved to him.

  He stood up and gave her a kiss. “It’s been too long since I last saw you.”

  “Damn, those jobs. They intrude into people’s lives way too much.” She stood on her toes and gave him a kiss. She set her purse on the table and noticed a roll of duct tape. She picked it up and frowned. “Jay, I’ve read a ton of romance novels.” She looked up at him and still frowned. “You’re not into bondage or something?”

  “Huh?” He looked at the tape. “Well, what do you know? I hadn’t even thought of it, but now that you bring it up.” He took the roll from her hand and arched his brow. “Actually, no. This is for something else entirely and I can tell by the look on your face that you’re not into bondage either. Which is a great relief, believe me. I’m not into whips and dominating anyone.” He held out his hand.

  “Thank you for not giving me a heart attack,” she said and took her jacket off. “You know that means we’re vanilla?” She saw his eyebrows crease in the middle of his forehead. “I’ve read some of those books.”

  “I see. If you do have a heart attack I know CPR and would love to give you mouth to mouth.” He grinned.

  They walked over to the boards and she saw two sawed-off brooms and a red ball.

  “Now, first things first.” He ripped a piece of tape off the roll and put it on the bottom of one of his shoes. He took off another piece of tape. “Are you a lefty or righty? As in which foot is primary?”

  “Right foot.” She watched him bend over by her side. The top half of him was behind her and she had a great view of his rear-end.

  “Foot up,” he said.

  She lifted her foot and felt him put the tape on the sole of her shoe. He then grabbed her butt from both sides and bit through her jeans.

  “You have a great back side, woman.”

  Kate started to laugh and patted his cheeks. “Yours isn’t too shabby either.”

  Jay stood up and wrapped his arms around her. “Did you come over here tonight just to feel me up?”

  She smiled. “No, I did that this afternoon, but I could be convinced it would be fun to do, again.” She placed her warm lips on his and let his tongue into her mouth. She touched her tongue lightly to his and then pulled back. “Sir, you are distracting me from the task at hand. What do I do with tape on my foot?”

  He took her hand and she followed him to the entrance to the ice. He handed her a broom and they walked onto the ice.

  “This should be easy for you since you know how to skate. Put your right foot forward, you’re going to slide on that foot. Push off with your left foot.”

  Kate did as he said and slid forward. “Who would have known you could slide around on duct tape? Skates will become obsolete.”

  “Lord, don’t say that. I’ll lose my business.”

  Jay showed her how to play the game. Kate felt wobbly at first, but it was fun. They passed the ball back and forth and she thought the practice would help if she came out for the game tomorrow night. She wanted to be there, too.

  At one point, Jay passed her the ball and she headed for the markers he’d set up for goal posts. He caught up with her near the boards, wrapped his hands around her waist and pressed her against the rail.

  “I believe that is a foul and don’t you have to go to the penalty box?” she asked and felt him press his hard penis against her pelvis.

  “It’s probably an infraction, but we’re pretty loose with the rules. It’s a foul in basketball and a penalty in hockey.” He gave her a quick kiss.

  “What is it called in broom ball?” She grinned and liked that she could joke with him.

  “Ha, ha, it’s the same as hockey, but we don’t use the box. These games are for friends to get together and annoy each other. Nothing more.”

  She squirmed out of his arms and moved the ball to the goal. She turned and smiled at him. “I can think of a couple of ways you could pay me back for that penalty.” She batted her eyes at him.

  She watched him push off on his foot and come toward her. Kate turned around and moved down the ice. Jay caught up with her, threw his broom down and put his hands around her waist. He held her tight against his chest.

  “Tell me all of those ways you want me to pay you back,” he whispered in her ear.

  Kate laughed and didn’t remember any time in her life she’d had so much fun.

  ****

  After midnight, Jay convinced her to come back to his house. She walked in the front door after him. He hit a light switch so they could see where they were going.

  “Wow, this is amazing,” she said. As she walked into the living room she saw a huge stone fireplace and built-in wooden shelves along one wall. A very long couch sat in front of the fireplace with what looked like a handmade coffee table. In a corner sat a shelf unit with a TV and stereo system. “Did you make this?” She sat on the couch and ran her hand over the smooth wood on the table.

  “Yeah. A friend of mine had a cedar tree fall in his yard. I cut a wedge out of it. You can see the knot dead center.”

  “It’s beautiful, Jay. When do you find the time?”

  “Oh, here and there. I turn things over to the gang at the rink and work for a couple of days here. The week I did the wood floors upstairs was the worst. It killed my knee and I finally had to hire someone to do the work. Sometimes I don’t know when to stop.”

  Kate stood up and looked around the room. There was a double door off the living room that had what looked like lead plated glass windows. She turned and looked into the dining room The chandelier over the dinner table was some kind of woven material and fit the room perfectly.

  “Is there a deck out those doors?” she asked.

  “Yep.”

  “You are incredible, Jay.”

  He puffed out his chest. “Do you think so?”

  She put her hands on his chest. “Yes, I think so. I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t feel it.”

  He put his arms around her waist and lifted her up. He gently put his lips on hers and nibbled her neck and chin. Kate brought her legs up and around his waist.

  “You have incredible legs, Kate. They are very strong. Your lips are so warm and your tongue...You’re a very good kisser.”

  “So are you, mister.” She ran her fingers through his hair.

  “Your mouth really grabbed my attention this afternoon.”

  Kate realized they were moving and Jay took steps up. They were on their way to the upper floor and she felt her heart start to beat harder in her chest.

  “I think I still owe you another orgasm.” He turned into the bedroom.

  “I thought you weren’t keeping score.”

  “I’m not. I just want to give you the best orgasm in the world, so you’ll stay with me for a very long time. And I’m dying to taste you. I only ever did the oral sex thing with one other girlfriend years and years ago. She said it was the best orgasm she’d ever experienced.”

  Kate almost stopped breathing, and then saw the largest bed she’d ever seen. “Oh my, why the big bed?” she asked and looked around the room.

  “See, I’m six-foot-four inches and I’ve slept in a lot of too short beds over the years. Now I have an extra long, king-sized bed and never have cold feet anymore.”

  She looked at him. “My bed was too short for you.”

  “I was so happy. I didn’t get the chance to notice.” He set her down on the bed, with him between her legs.

  Kate started to shake w
hen he knelt down on his good knee. She sat up and put her hands against his chest. “Jay, we need to talk for a second.” She saw a question form on his face. He started to say something, but she put her fingers over his lips. “See, I’ve never done what I think you want to do.”

  “But you’ve been with a man before me, right? You took me down into your throat this morning. I mean, you’ve done that before, right?”

  “Yes, we were engaged and, yes, we had sex, but he never did that. I’ve read about it in books, but...”

  “You’re telling me he never gave back to you?”

  She nodded.

  “What a jerk.”

  Kate could see the wheels turn in his head. “I’m just a bit nervous and a little scared. I’m not sure what to expect.”

  “Babe, I’m really glad you didn’t stay with that creep.” He put his hand around her thigh and rested his chin on her knee. “Did he make you take him in your mouth a lot?”

  “He liked it, yeah.”

  “I think I understand why you were so good with me this afternoon. Did he force himself on you?”

  “No, I was young and so stupid and felt like I needed to do things like that to keep him happy. It was a long time ago and I want to be here with you. I just thought you should know why I started to shake. You seem to be able to tell when I do that.”

  “Kate, I was brought up to give and share in a relationship. There’s none of this ‘give me pleasure to keep me happy’ crap. We give to each other and it’s fifty-fifty with me.”

  She put her hand on his cheek. “Where did you come from? Mars?”

  Jay started to laugh. “Yes, but I’m not green or gray.” He started to unbutton her shirt. “I’m going to do the work tonight. I want you to relax and let me give back some of the pleasure you gave me today. If you start to feel overwhelmed, call me Gimpy and I’ll stop.”

  “Gimpy? I think I can remember that,” she said and let him take off her shirt.

  “You have the most beautiful bras, but I want it off.”

  Kate reached behind and unhooked the lacy bra. He slid it down her arms. She leaned forward and pulled his sweatshirt up and off. He moved up and pushed her farther onto the bed. She rested her head back on a pillow and watched him.

  Jay lay down next to her and put his warm hand on her stomach. She looked into his eyes and felt warm and safe. She did have a knot in her stomach, but did her best to ignore it.

  His lips lightly touched hers and kissed down her chin and neck. His hand cupped her breast as his lips continued to move down to her chest.

  Kate felt warmth spread in her stomach and down her legs. An incredible ache started in her channel. She’d had it before, but never knew what to do with it, even with all the books she’d read. He put his lips on her nipple and bit lightly on the hard peak. His hand moved down to her pelvis as he licked and kissed her breast. She felt his fingers undo the top button of her pants and the zipper started to come down. His hand moved into her pants and his fingers maneuvered under the lacy panties she wore. She felt his middle finger move down and touch the button of her desire. He started to move the finger around it lightly and she started to feel an incredible excitement build in her body. She moaned and spread her legs out a little. When his hand came out of the pants, Jay stood up and started to pull her jeans down.

  “You still with me, Kate?”

  “Yeah,” she said and found herself out of breath.

  When he got her totally stripped, he got down on his good knee between her legs and pulled one up. He kissed her ankle and bit it a little, which made her laugh.

  Kate tried very hard to shut her brain off and just live in the moment. His lips and tongue moved along the inside of her leg and spread them further apart. His warm hands moved up the inside of her thighs and he propped her foot on his shoulder. One of his thumbs tickled over her folds and found her central spot.

  “Oh,” she sighed and grabbed the quilt under her. The ache in her pelvis flamed up a notch and her back arched as his thumb plunged into her wet core. She closed her eyes as his lips continued to move along her legs and his thumb moved inside her. She released a moan and when his head was in the V between her legs and his tongue teased the nub, she lost her breath completely and grabbed at the headboard. She felt she might be sinking.

  His fingers moved into her channel and his mouth covered her nub with his tongue dancing circles around her center spot. Kate felt a tingle flood her pelvis and legs and her back arched again as her breath got caught in her throat. The orgasm flowed over her and she wasn’t sure how long she’d sucked in air.

  It hit her with all her fears and she felt sad. Now she understood what all the sex scenes in those books she’d read really meant. She felt tears run out of her eyes and when she opened them, she saw Jay propped up over her in a blur. She rolled away from him. Her ears buzzed and if he said anything, she couldn’t hear him.

  Kate hadn’t spilled many tears for over eight years and started to sob with uncontrolled gasps. She didn’t want him to see her like this; wrestled out from under his body and got off the bed, with her hand over her mouth. She saw his sweatshirt on the floor, picked it up and made her way to the stairs. She pulled the shirt over her head and the size was so big it hung midway down her thighs. This made her cry harder.

  Kate didn’t have a clue where she thought she would go. She saw the double doors that led out to the deck and went to it. She figured out the lock and stepped out onto the back porch. Through the flood of tears she saw steps going down to a dark yard. She sat on the top step and put her head on her knees. She wrapped her arms over her head and tried to figure out how to deal with all of this. Jay would want an explanation. Why did it pick now to spill over? Two minutes ago she was in heaven, but it opened something inside her and she’d descended to hell.

  She felt Jay’s arms wrap around her and pull her into a tight hug. His lips were by her ear and she heard him whisper words to her, but couldn’t understand. He ran his fingers through her hair and held her close. When she started to calm down, he handed her some tissues and she realized she could hear what he said. He tried to hush her and apologized for being so aggressive.

  Kate sat up and looked at him through a new flood of tears. “No...it’s not your fault...don’t think that.” She took in a deep breath and held it. Slowly she let the air out and leaned against his chest.

  After a few more minutes, she said, in a very small voice, “I have to tell you a story.” She blew her nose and tried to figure out where to start. She couldn’t bring herself to look at him, as the tears continued to roll down her cheeks.

  “See, there once was a little girl. When she was six or seven years old, she watched the winter Olympics with her father. She saw the figure skaters and told her parents she wanted to learn how to skate on the ice.” She blew her nose again. “So, the parents enrolled her in a class and she practiced really hard because she wanted to be as graceful as the skaters she’d seen. The girl’s mother was an over-achiever though and started taking her to skating tournaments. When the girl turned ten, her mother hired a private coach. The coach was really nice and the girl learned a lot, but when she didn’t win any majors by the age of fourteen, the mother fired the good coach. She got the girl placed in a training center in Colorado Springs with a coach who turned out to be a tyrant. He yelled at the girl constantly and even hit her now and again.”

  Kate thought for a minute and wiped her eyes. “Now, for some reason that no one could figure out, the girl could do triple jumps with no problems. For her, those moves were easy and they just came naturally. The new coach didn’t want the girl to do triples and made her practice doubles until her toes bled. The girl did fairly well and after she turned sixteen placed well enough in the regional’s to skate at the Nationals.”

  Kate fell silent, again and moved away from Jay’s
arms. She clutched the tissues in her hand and stared at the dark back yard. She could see everything that happened as though she watched it at a movie theater.

  “One night about six months before nationals, the girl met a guy at some party. He was about ten years older than she and paid very special attention to her. He’d watch her skate and then take her to dinner. They went for walks and to the movies. In the first couple of weeks, he took her to bed and she lost her virginity. For a little while, the girl thought she was the luckiest person on the planet. Her mother even approved of the guy and made sure the girl started birth control. It would be bad if the girl got pregnant and all the mother’s dreams collapsed. This guy was attractive and very wealthy, and one day her mom said if she played her cards right, she could be set for life. About a month before Nationals the guy asked the girl to marry him when she turned eighteen. It was all going according to plan. The girl felt happy. This was the out she needed to get away from her mother and that wretched coach.

  “The night before the short skate at the Nationals, the girl heard her mother talking to the guy. She said not to worry; he’d get paid after the Nationals when the endorsements came in. She said even if the girl didn’t win, she’d still place well enough to be able to make deals. She looked cute and had the jumps. Right now, all the guy needed to do was keep the girl happy. After Nationals, if he wanted to break off the engagement, then so be it.” Kate stopped the tears and swallowed. “The girl felt hurt and stunned by all that she’d heard. The next morning when she warmed up for the short skate she decided to go against the coach’s orders and skate the way she knew she could. In the program, she did the triple axel and a triple-triple toe loop. She landed them perfectly and placed fourth at the end of the day. Her artistry wasn’t the greatest, but she could do those jumps.

  “In the locker room, after the skate, the coach went nuts. He was furious with the girl and said she’d done nothing more than show off. The girl smarted off and told the coach, she didn’t know what he complained about. If she managed to get into the top three his career as a coach would be made. The coach swung at her and hit her in the stomach. He swung at her again and hit her in the chest. She tripped over her skates and landed on a bench. Three of her ribs were broken and one punctured her lung. While she was in the hospital, the tube in her chest that helped her breathe, got infected and created adhesions in the bottom of the lung. She had to have surgery to remove the dead tissue and adhesions and part of her lung was taken out. While she recovered, she found out that the excuse for her withdrawal from Nationals was a twisted ankle. Her mother came in one day and started talking about next year being a good goal. It was an Olympic year, so the girl needed to focus her energies on that, but she would have to start paying attention to what the coach told her to do and not show off anymore. The girl found out that her mother talked to some skating company about her going on tour. The fiancé disappeared and she never saw him again.”