BLAZE: Enemies to Lovers College Hockey Romance by Eddie Cleveland (ebook reader macos .txt) 📕

ol’ cock is just for you.” I start to lay her back on the bed, but she stops and frowns again.

“Has it been that way the whole time? Like, since your birthday?”

Wasn’t she just apologizing for underestimating me? And now she’s doubting if I’ve been fucking other girls or not? I can’t stop the frown forming on my face, “Uh, yeah? Why?”

“Because...” She presses her lips together nervously, then meets my eyes. “I’m on the pill, and I wanted to see how you feel. Without a condom.”

My cock is already hard, but I think it just got harder. “Yeah?” I turn and face her, sliding my hands around her back and unsnap her bra. “What else do you want?”

“I’m not sure, to be honest.” She lets her bra fall down her arms. “I feel good pushing my boundaries in bed with you. I’ve never been open to much in bed, but I like how it feels right with you. And I like that you’re rough around the edges.” She slides her hand down my shoulder and pulls at my shirt.

“So,” she purrs, “why don’t we take off all this stuff and stop talking.”

I pull off my clothes and get out of my pants and underwear while Prissy sheds the rest of her stuff. We push them off the side of the bed. Prissy is naked, up on her knees, and I slide in behind her, pressing my hard cock into her ass. Her moan tests me.

“You like this?” I wrap one hand in her hair and slide the other one down the front of her body until the wet heat of her pussy is coating my fingers. I press my finger in until it is soaked, then I slide up to reach her clit and start rubbing small circles.

“Uhh,” she whimpers. “I do. I want more. I want it a bit more rough.” She gyrates her hips so she’s rocking in rhythm with my fingers, but she’s also driving me fucking crazy rubbing her ass side to side over my cock.

“Rough? What do you have in mind,” I murmur in her ear and kiss down the side of her neck. She cries out louder, bucking against my hand wildly.

“Mmmm, that feels… Oh! Fuck!” She throws her head back and shudders against me. Her orgasm tears through her like a bullet.

“I want you to fuck me from behind.” Prissy looks over her shoulder at me, like she’s a bit shy to say it.

“Yeah? I can do that.” I grab a pillow and stuff it under her as I bend her over on the bed. The side of her face is pressed down and her ass is tempting me. Fisting the base of my cock, I push the tip at her entrance and slide into her until I’m completely buried inside her tight, wet pussy. “Fuck,” I growl.

“Mmmm.” She swings her ass a bit, and I pull back, fucking her deep with every thrust. She pulses against my cock every time I bury myself in her. My eyes slide down her back to her ass. More specifically, to her asshole. It’s right there, tight and tempting me. I lick my thumb and press it into her ass as I start fucking her harder.

“You know, if you’re feeling adventurous, your pussy isn’t the only place I can fuck you.” I stretch her out with my cock, and she quivers around me.

“Oh! Not today,” she answers. “Oh, God, that feels so good.”

I bury my cock in her deep and her pussy grips around me tightly. Prissy cries out as her orgasm pulses through her and pulses her pussy against my cock.

“I’m gonna cum,” I warn her. Prissy rocks back against me, keeping me rooted inside her. My cum fills her as my orgasm makes me fucking growl. When the shudders stop, I pull out of her and watch a little bit of my cum slide down her pussy.

I go grab a towel from the bathroom. “Here.” I hand it to her.

“Thanks.” Prissy wipes between her legs, and I get back into bed with her. She rolls onto my chest and this feels like the place I’m meant to be.

For a bit, we just lie together. The only noise is our breathing. It’s peaceful.

“I know after me going down to your floor, it’s not like we’re keeping this super low key,” Prissy tilts her head to look at me. “But, I’m okay letting people know about us now if you are.” She watches me closely.

“What about your contract?” I gaze down at her.

“It’s over after the tournament. Their biggest public relations issue stops being a problem when the season is over.” She winks at me.

“So, you really were just my babysitter.”

“Basically.”

“All right, I wasn’t exactly planning on huddling them up in the locker room and making an announcement, but we can just be normal about it,” I agree. Prissy laughs and it makes me smile. “Let’s just wait until after the game though, okay?”

“Her laughter stops. So does any trace of a grin. Guilt sweeps her face and she raises her eyebrows with worry. “Because of Coach Wilson?” she asks.

I don’t understand why she would think that. “What? No, why would it be about him?”

“Oh. I don’t know.” She pauses, biting her lip. “He’s the only one I feel bad about keeping it from. In my last job, my boss was a douche. When I got fired, I was mad, but I told myself I still had my integrity. Coach Wilson has been kind and respectful and I’ve been sneaking around and lying to him.” Her face drops. “So much for integrity.”

I can see this is weighing on her. More than it should be. If anyone should feel bad about keeping things from Coach Wilson, it’s me. And I don’t.

“Prissy, you’ve got a lot of integrity. Too much most days. Sometimes, doing the right thing isn’t destroying someone’s entire chances at life. Actions have consequences, yes, but mistakes need to be learned from, not life-ruining.