I shrug, as she gets closer, I grab her hands in my own, guiding her against my body. I’m so much taller than her in my skates. Normally I tower at least a foot over her. I tuck some of her hair behind her ear. “A lot of hits in hockey look bad, beautiful, it’s a rough sport.”
She shakes her head. “I know, I just saw you go off with that other guy and got worried, so I wanted to check on you.”
“Thank you for checking on me. I was about to go back out there, but now I feel like I need a kiss to make me feel better.”
She rolls her eyes playfully as I pull her tighter against my body. “That line sounded like some cheesy thing Vince would say to me.”
I chuckle, “I think I’m spending too much time with him then, or you just do something to us.”
“Probably both.” She raises her arms to wrap them around the back of my neck. I feel her straining on her toes, and I lean down to brush my lips against hers lightly.
She instantly melts into me, opening her mouth to allow my tongue to slip through and I realize how badly I missed her lips. It’s been too long, and I forgot how she feels to be in my arms, her soft curves against me while I taste her.
It doesn’t take long for our innocent kiss to turn heated as our tongues thrash against each other’s, and I’m gripping her body tightly against mine. Her hips start moving against me ever so slightly, and it just adds to the heat between us. I have too much equipment on. Anyone could walk in. And yet I need her more than I’ve ever needed anything.
She breaks her lips away from mine, but I don’t let her go, I trail my mouth down her neck, biting down hard enough to make her gasp. “We should go back out there,” she says weakly.
I shake my head against her neck. “I can’t go back to the game when you’ve got me this worked up, beautiful.”
I move back to her mouth, slanting my mouth over hers once again and stealing her breath, and she lets me.
“What are you going to do about it? You have a game to get back to,” she gasps.
I look up at the clock on the wall that shows how much time is left in the period. We don’t have long at all, but I need her. So, in an act of impulsivity that is unusual for me, I lift her by the backs of her thighs, guiding her legs around my hips as I carefully walk her back to the shower area of the locker room. It’s slightly harder to do on skates, I’d be a lot steadier if this was on the ice, but on the hard ground it’s more difficult. I’m not wasting any time taking them off though. I need her.
Once we are further back and hidden away from anyone who would come in, I slam her against a wall and attack her mouth once again with my own as I work my uniform pants low enough to set myself free.
She pulls her mouth away from mine. “Brent, we are going to get caught.”
I look right into her eyes, “No we aren’t. I’m going to take you hard and fast. You’re going to come and then we both are going to finish the game knowing your pussy is full of me. Got it?”
She nods aggressively, and I drop her onto her feet so she can wriggle her pants down while I finally free my cock. I don’t give her any more time once her jeans are just barely past her ass, I’m turning her around and pushing her forward, so she has to catch herself with her arms braced on the wall.
I swipe my hand through her slit to make sure she’s wet enough, and she is without question. Normally, I like the buildup, I get off on it just as much as she does, but I meant what I said, this is going to be hard and fast. Then, I’m going to go out there and win this game knowing she’s sitting there with her perfect little cunt full of my cum.
I line up at her entrance, and slam into her with a single thrust. She cries out, and I muffle her sound with my hand over her mouth. No one should come back here, but if they hear her screaming, they definitely will. I’m holding her hip with one hand while I’m leaning over her back, thrusting into her forcefully. I feel her muffled cries against the hand over her mouth.
“You take me like such a good girl. It’s like this pussy was made for my cock,” I growl into her ear while picking up the pace of my thrusts.
I know this isn’t going to last long. I’m too pent up from being away from her, plus the risk of being caught adds to the eroticism of the moment, and the way she’s pulsing around me makes me feel like I could explode at any second. But I need her to come first.
Moving my hand that was on her hip to the front of her, I rub at her clit and she cries against my hand once again. I rub hard circles on her clit while angling my hips to hit her right where she needs me, and I can feel her impending orgasm.
“Come on, beautiful, let it go so I can fill this perfect little cunt.” I bite down on the side of her neck and that’s what finally has her letting go.
She clenches around me so tight I can barely move as she comes. I have to hold my hand even tighter over her mouth, so no one hears the scream she lets out. Then, it doesn’t take me long before I’m spilling inside her. I know we don’t have much time before the end of the period, and she shouldn’t be back here during the game anyway. Getting caught with our pants down would be even worse.
I pull out of her, instantly missing the warmth, but I turn her around so I can kiss her once more. It doesn’t last as long as I want it to, but as I look into her eyes there’s so much more I want to tell her. I want to explain everything that’s going on so I can have her on my side, have her there to go through this with me. But it’s not the time.
“Let’s go, so we don’t get caught and after we win this game, I’m going to worship this perfect body the way it deserves.”
She gives me a smile, before placing a quick kiss to my lips once more. “You better,” she teases.
We are dressed in record time, and she rushes out before I pull my jersey over my head and that’s when the horn sounds that signals the end of the period.
Well, shit.
No one suspects anything when they come back to the locker room, everyone just assumes I needed some extra time from that hit, which is fine. They can think that, but I’m ready to win this game.