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I grip her hips, thrusting into her heat at a rapid pace wanting to watch her come. She bounces on my cock and I grit my teeth, trying to hold off my orgasm. I slip my hand between her legs, rubbing my fingers across her clit.

Her body tenses seconds before her pussy clamps down on my cock, "Shit." I moan and she places a finger to my lips.

"No talking. Now I'll have to start all over again." She says with a sly smile on her face.

Damn, I love this woman.

seventeen

Britt

My heart beats a mile a minute at the thought of what I'm about to do and what I'm wearing underneath my trench coat.

Dressing up like Brittney Spears now feels very different from dressing up like her two years ago. Two years ago, I was so nervous about revealing my true identity to Torin, Talen, and Tarek that I wasn't able to enjoy the night as much as I wanted to.

Flying in to surprise the guys dressed as Brittney Spears was a bold decision, but I wanted to prove to them I'm in this relationship for the long haul. What better way to show them than to recreate our first time together? Only this time it won't be separate?

I've already talked to Colt about joining the team on the road for away games, which he wholeheartedly approves of. My team's social media campaign has blown up the internet. Whenever I post about the players or the ice dancers, my posts go viral. Even the posts of the owners went viral. Sure, they were working out with the team with their shirts off, but like they say, sex sells.

The elevator dings, alerting me I'm at my destination. The doors slide open, and I step out into the tastefully decorated hallway when I notice a familiar face standing outside a room.

As I get closer, I realize it’s Tiffany, the head ice girl. Ugh, I wonder what hockey player she got her claws into. It must be someone who doesn't want anyone to know she was in his room. Why else would she be leaving this late at night? I think to myself.

Not caring who Tiffany is hooking up with, I glance down at the keycard Colt had waiting for me at the front desk and back at the room numbers on the doors as I walk down the hallway. My steps falter when I realize it’s Torin, Talen, and Tarek's room Tiffany is standing in front of.

No, this can't be happening. They wouldn't do this to me. But why else would Tiffany be in front of their room?

"You might want to let them sleep. I wore them out,” Tiffany says. "I hope you enjoy my sloppy seconds. And believe me, it was sloppy."

A smirking Tiffany stands off to the side, enjoying my pain a little too much. I want to rip out her fake hair extensions and shove them up her nose. Maybe then this hurt will go away. Instead, I turn around and flee, running down the hall to the elevator.

How could they betray me like this? But here they are, on my birthday, no less, and on the second anniversary of our first night together.

Somewhere in the distance, I hear a door open and my name being called.

"Britt, wait!"

It might be Talen, or Tarek, I can't tell. It's like I've disconnected myself from reality, needing an escape to take away the pain.

Why would they cheat on me with her, of all people?

It still would have hurt, but I think I could have handled them cheating on me with Gemma. But with this skank, I'm done.

The sound of multiple footsteps running down the hall reaches my ears, causing me to increase my speed. I'm seconds from the elevator doors, but my luck runs out as Talen's large arms circle my waist, pulling me tight against his muscular body.

"I told you never to run away from us again, or you'll be punished." The words whispered against my ear causes me to shiver in arousal, anticipating his punishment.

"Let me go!" I squirm in his arms, not caring if I wake up the whole hotel.

"What in the hell is going on out here?" A hotel room door opens close by, revealing a pissed-off Colt, Jensen, and Beck glaring at the lot of us. "What's all the commotion?"

I stop squirming and push myself away from Talen. "Why don't you ask them what she was doing in their room." I point my finger at a now-silent Tiffany lurking in the shadows of the hallway.

Torin, Talen, Tarek, Colt, Jensen, and Beck all follow my finger.

"What are you still doing here? I warned you if you pulled that stunt again, I'd call the cops," Colt says, a feminine gasp coming from behind him. I see a flash of blonde hair, but I can't make out her face as Jensen pulls the mystery woman back inside their hotel room. "You tried to pull this shit already tonight. I want you to pack your shit and get out of my sight. You're no longer a part of the cheer squad. Do you understand me, Tiffany?"

"But I didn't do anything. I swear. They didn't even answer the door when I knocked," Tiffany whines, pleading her case with Colt. "You can't fire me. I'm the best cheer captain you'll ever have." She changes tactics when they don't buy her story. "You'll regret firing me!" she screams, her voice taking an eerie tone—one of an unhinged person.

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