Page 72 of Rinkmates

Suddenly, a sharp bang on my head jolts me back to reality, and I jerk up. “What the fuck?”

Fucking Shiny.

He holds his hands up in surrender. “I swear, I’m sorry. But we need to watch our promo video. You can make out after, okay?”

Liora stares at him.

I stare at him.

Then we stare at each other, completely dazed. Shit, that kiss went a little far…

She scrambles away from me, and I do as Shane says, feeling like a robot. I think that kiss fried my brain.

My remaining teammates are cuddled up on my couch, some around the dining table, as I turn on my huge TV to show ournew promo video, which was supposed to launch next week on YouTube but apparently got uploaded earlier. I don’t get excited about stuff like this anymore but it’s natural for a rookie to be excited.

Liora’s still standing in the middle of the room, her lips slightly swollen. So I grab her by the hips and gently guide her to the back of the room, finding a free stool and positioning it so we can still see the video. I sit down and pat my thighs.

She hesitates.

“What? Just sit down.”

“But…”

“Come on, it’s just a seat,” I say, giving her a playful grin.

She rolls her eyes but finally sits on my lap, her back resting against my chest. I wrap my arms around her waist, holding her close, and the room falls silent as the video starts playing. My teammates cheer and laugh, but all I can focus on is the warmth of Liora in my arms.

We start watching the video of our team sleeping on the tour bus and getting ready for a game, discussing our preperformance routines. I can’t help but notice Liora squirming nervously every time I appear on screen.

Each time she writhes like this, my dick throbs eagerly.

I feel her goddamn ass press against my bulging dick, causing a low growl to escape my lips. Fuck. Her body melds perfectly with mine and my hand trails down from her hip, teasingly brushing over the silk fabric.

“No,” she suddenly says, holding my hands to stop them.

“No to what?”

“Don’t go lower. It’s—it’s against our contract. It’s PDA in private. Sort of.”

I scoff at her hesitation, that little uncertain edge in her voice only making me want her more.

“You’re really bringing up the contract now?” I nuzzle my nose against her neck, breathing in her sweet, intoxicating scent. Fuck, she smells so good. “I’ll be honest with you. I’m ready to toss that thing out of the window.” I trail soft kisses along her neck and murmur, “If you want, I can tell Ethan I broke it and cover the cost. Just say the word. We can end this, and I’ll find you another apartment to move into.”

This is dangerous territory. I’m teasing her, but at the same time, I’m fucking afraid she’ll tell me that she’s done with me. That she never wanted to break our contract. I nibble gently on the tender skin beneath her ear, and the soft moan she releases lets me know she’s not concerned about it either. I’ve already made up my mind anyway.

I’m making her mine tonight. Fuck that contract.

But then she tenses up again and whispers, “Riley, I’m not wearing any underwear.” She says it with a mix of embarrassment and vulnerability, and damn, it only makes me more intrigued.

Now I just have to make her mine tonight. “Is this supposed to stop me?”

The video shows our teammates in the locker room and we’re without shirts. They zoom in on me and I wink at the camera, my abs on full display.

She squirms again, and I press my hard cock against her perfect ass. “Aren’t you a naughty one? Going commando and having a thing for hockey players, huh?” I tease, letting my hands explore her hips.

This time, she doesn’t resist, only fueling my fire further.

“Well, can you blame me? You’re kind ofhardto resist.” She arches against my boner and I silently curse everyone crowding my living room. Damn it, all I want right now is to fuck her senseless. I’ve waited for so long. I can’t wait any longer. I’m about to burst.

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