“That, and pocket knives and pretty rocks,” I breathed back, my voice shaky.
His dark chuckle spread over my skin like a caress. “I’d believe it.” His cock was hard, standing at attention against his lower abdomen. He was long and thick, and honestly, someone should call a dildo company because I’d just found the perfect cock. “Stop looking at my dick like that or I’m only going to last five seconds,” he groaned, and I dragged my eyes back up to his face.
He rested back against the couch, his legs spread wide, and he slipped the condom on with ease. Then he reached over and grabbed me, lifting me until I straddled his thighs.
“Ride me, Nova.”
I reached down and grabbed his cock, making him hiss. As I lined him up with my core, the noise I made as I sank down onto him was almost animalistic. His hands flexed on my hips, but he let me ease myself down at my own pace. So damn thoughtful.
It was a pity that I didn’t want thoughtful. I wanted to be fucked so hard, it would take everything in me just to hang on.
I sank down, down, down until I was fully sheathed around him, my eyes fluttering closed at the stretch and fullness of him. I leaned close to his ear, nipping his lobe a little too hard. “Fuck me hard, Devan.”
His growl was primal as he gripped my hips, drawing me up until just the head of his cock remained inside me, then slammed me down. I screamed, and he grunted, but that was all we needed. He fucked me with the intensity of a man who thought this was his last day on Earth, and I fucked him right back. I orgasmed once, gripping his dick until he moaned with me, his fingers biting into my flesh, but he didn’t come with me. He wasn’t done.
He fucked me through my orgasm and right into the next, then flipped me onto my knees. “You’re not the one in charge here, Little Star. I’ll fuck you however I want.”
Maneuvering me over the back of the couch, he slammed back inside me. He might have wanted to be in control, but I grinned at the fact he was still fucking me hard like I’d asked. My legs felt like jello, and my body was at once pulled taut and completely boneless when he finally came, my name a feral grunt deep in his throat.
We collapsed together, a tangle of limbs and sweat.
I wasn’t sure why, but the moment after the first time you have sex with someone is so tense. It’s like you’re waiting, but for what? For him to leave? To high five? I had no idea what Devan would do, but when he rolled onto his back, pulling me with him until I was draped across his chest, I let my body relax into the moment. I’d overthink this later, when I was wearing my comfy pajamas and on the phone to Chloe.
He wrapped a big arm around me, encasing me in his warmth. “I don’t want to move.”
I pressed a kiss to his chest, ignoring the pounding of my heart. Sex was one thing, but intimacy was an entirely different beast, one he’d already told me he hadn’t mastered. But I needed this intimacy just as badly as I’d needed him. “Then don’t. We can stay here.”
“What about Huey?” he rumbled beneath my cheek. His voice was a deep vibration that did something to my insides.
I flailed a hand around near his ass, where I’d haphazardly tossed the baby monitor when he kissed me. He let out anoof.“I’m pretty sure that thing nearly became an unintentional sex toy.”
I lifted the monitor, which showed Huey still sleeping peacefully, swaddled in his wrap. “He’s fine. But, uh, I guess you should probably go back to work.” I bit my tongue to stop me babbling more out until I seemed desperate and clingy.
I got up the courage to look into his eyes, and what I saw shining back at me threatened to steal the oxygen from my lungs. His eyes were almost molten, his lids hooded.
“Little Star, I’m exactly where I want to be right now,” he murmured, his fingers stroking up and down my spine. He frowned lightly. “Actually…”
My heart stuttered. Fuck, that was quick; he’d already changed his mind.
But I needn’t have worried, as he continued, “Let’s take this to my bedroom. There are things I want to do to you that involve my bed and way more condoms than you can hold in those little pockets.”
I grinned. “Oh yeah?”
His hands gripped my ass and squeezed. “Oh yeah.”
ChapterTwenty-Six
RIGBY
I checkedmy phone once I’d changed out of my gear, the mood in the locker room subdued after our loss. We’d played a damn good game, but they got us in the shootout. It was hard to be too disappointed with that kind of loss, but the goalies always took it the worst.
Ludo came up and slapped my back. “We’re going out to drown the loss in beers and puck bunnies. You guys coming?”
I could use a beer, that was for sure, but it wasn’t really worth the effort of fighting off the pawing women in the bar. I shook my head. “Nah man, I’m beat. We’ve still got Tampa Bay and then Florida, and I feel wrecked already.”
Ludo shook his head at me. “You’re getting old, Rig. Aw well, I’ll get more options if your pretty face isn’t there stealing all the hot ones.”
I rolled my eyes at him, stripping off my gear and giving it to the equipment manager. He was new to the team, and young, but he knew his shit and I could respect that. Finally, I slipped into my post-game suit. I was ready to get back to the hotel. River was stuck doing post-game press, so I’d just meet him back at our room. We bunked together even now, because it was much easier to put up with the habits of a guy I already knew than Ludo’s inability to shut the door when he took a piss.