Page 133 of Puck It!

He chuckles, "Yummy uh?"

"Well, you were, now, not so much, you stink."

He barks a laugh, "That's the smell of a fucking man."

I lose it with my laughter. I curl into his arms as my laugh echoes from the glass around us.

My stomach hurts, it hurts so bad, and I don't even know how I'm still on my skates. Jax finding this just as comical. He keeps us both on our skates, our laugh continuing before it dies down and I turn, facing him.

As his hands slide from my hips to my back, my legs fall between his as we find the same rhythm in our skates.

I look up to him and he asks me, "So what are you thinking Macie?"

"What are you thinking Jax?"

"It doesn't matter what I'm thinking Angel. If you want what Kenny has to offer, then do it."

"It does matter actually. Because if it will come between us, I will chose you over it."

"I can't let you do that."

"So it does bother you?"

"No. It does not actually, because I know it's what you want. I think you can make it work how ever you want. You can do whatever you want Macie."

I nod as I chew on my inner lip, my gaze drops as my deep breath drags in, "Will you go there with me? I want you to see something."

I look up, meeting his gaze, "What's that Angel?"

"I want to tell you what I envision while we're there. And if I feel what I did earlier when I envisioned it, again, I'm doing it Jax."

"Alright, but first." He cups my cheek as he leans down, hovering over my lips, "We're going to skate a little more."

I smile against his lips before I pucker them to reach his and the tips of his fingers curl into the nape of my neck as he presses his lips to mine in a hard grip. And as my phone changes to a different song, Jax pushes me away pulling our lips apart quickly as he holds that cocky smile.

We skate, we laugh, our bodies touch, my hair flows with the breeze from our skating just having a good time. Something we used to do so much of together. The club skate nights were the thing. Now this is not that. But my music is always; mwah, a delicious playlist. I'm a dancer.

With each pass of our skates across the ice, and each touch melting us together closer and closer. His hand explores down my sides as he tucks his lips to my ear from behind, "I'll let you tell me and show me whatever you want. As long as you show me something on them silks tonight."

I hum my laugh as I tilt my head leaning into him, "I would love to. I miss my silk sliding across my pussy."

"My pussy." Jax snaps his growl as his hand slides down my front and cups his hand over my nub, curling his fingers into my pussy, "My pussy Angel, all mine."

My hand reaches back, and I grab his hard cock that's been poking against my lower back, straining against his pants, "And this is my dick, all mine."

His hand slides up around my throat as he tilts my head back, bringing his lips to mine in a bruising hold. I jerk his cock through his pants a few times, teasing him, causing that growl to echo into my mouth, "You better stop before you don't get what you want, you're about two seconds from it."

I pump his cock good and hard before I pull my hand away, "If I don't get what I want, you don't get what you want."

My toe digs into the ice, pulling me from him as I look over my shoulder, I shoot him a wink as I start to skate. And just to tease him that much more, I look away before I slap my own ass, leaving an echoing crack with the sting.

"That's exactly what I'm doing tonight, beating that fucking ass, but until then, how about I get what I want first." His growl echoes, making my slit pulse as he grips the back of my neck, pulling me back to him as he turns me.

"Take me to the penalty box big boy." I whisper in a tease as my lips twist.

He wraps his hands around the backs of my thighs as he lifts me, gripping my ass as he skates to the box.

Stepping into the box he pins my back against the glass as he starts his hot kisses across my neck, setting me on fire. Raking my fingers up through his hair as my head falls back, feeling the heat between us engulf as he pulls my leggings down to my ankles, and those green eyes bore into mine, curling a smile to my face before I bite my lip.

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