“Thanks for going out of your comfort zone for me, angel.” He glided backward on the ice, not even needing to look behind him to know that we needed to curve around the bend of the rink.
“Well, you did bribe me with a ton of delicious food.” I smacked my lips. “I’m definitely going to need another walking taco the next time we go to a game.”
“You got it,” he promised.
“And a churro,” I added, making him laugh.
We continued along at a slow pace for ten more minutes before he asked, “Wanna go faster?”
“Only if I can keep holding you for dear life.”
“Always,” he agreed with a grin.
He picked up the pace, and I enjoyed the glide of the ice beneath my skates and the breeze against my cheeks as I returned his smile.
“Are you shaking because you’re scared?” he asked, looking down at me as we rounded the rink.
“No, I didn’t realize ice was so cold,” I laughed, shaking my head. “I mean, obviously it’s cold to touch. But I didn’t think I’d freeze my butt off skating.”
“Let me warm you up.”
He spun around, his arms going around my waist as he pulled me flush against his body. Tipping my chin so I was forced to look into his eyes, he was gentle, only briefly brushing his lips against mine.
But I didn’t need gentle. I wanted everything Hayes had to give me.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled his lips back to mine, sliding my tongue between his lips, trusting him to keep me upright.
His chest rumbled as he laughed against me, shaking my body.
“My greedy angel,” he whispered into my lips.
“Always,” I said, taking his lips back with mine.
He briefly broke our kiss with a laugh. “You want me to take you right here on the rink, angel?”
I shivered, looking at the ice. “Well, it might be a little cold.”
He grinned, lifting me in the air like I was nothing.
“What are you doing?” I squealed as he skated us toward the edge and placed me on the other side of the short wall.
“Here? On the bench?” I asked.
He grinned, stepping over the wall until he was in front of me. Then he lifted me again and turned to perch me on the wall. He didn’t say anything as he slid between my legs, wrapping his hands in my hair as he pulled me closer, kissing me fiercely. I moaned into his mouth, tasting everything he put into the kiss.
I didn’t notice the cold anymore, my legs instinctively wrapping around him and pulling him close to me, already feeling his aching dick pressing against my core.
“I’ve dreamed of fucking you here ever since I kneeled in front of you to tie your skates,” he murmured as his lips trailed down my neck.
I froze, not just from the cold but from his words.
“Then take me, Hayes,” I whispered, cupping his hard dick through his jeans. “Right here. Right now.”
He laughed. “Always my greedy angel.”
Leaning back slightly, he shucked off his jacket, keeping one hand on me as he unbuttoned my jeans.
“How is this going to work?” I asked, looking up at his half-hooded eyes.