Page 59 of Breaking Away

Inside the hotel lobby, I hide behind a plant and watch him walk away. He’s…. limping a bit?

No, it must be a reflection in the glass. As I squint harder, a manager comes and asks me if I’m Kavleen Basra.

My chest somersaults again.Déjà vu.

This started when I barged into another hotel, trying to ambush Dmitri Lokhov, rival defenseman, sworn enemy of my fiancé.

Now I’m being put up in a hotel by Dmitri Lokhov, rival defenseman, sworn enemy of my ex-fiancé. My temporaryrescuer. A man with such pushy, greedy hands and an even pushier, greedier mouth.

How many inches?

Myeeknoise jolts the hotel manager. I fluster out a laugh.

He takes me up a private elevator, while I pretend to be normal.

Alone, I tap my room key to open the suite.

It’s the penthouse.

Nothing less for Dmitri Lokhov.

My luggage waits, delivered by the door like he promised it would be when his assistant took it away after the flight today.

Placed on its own table is my camera. The one he said I didn’t need to bring to the club because he swore multiple times he would keep it safe.

I’d only given it over because I was afraid of it getting damaged otherwise. And because, I guess, on some level, I believed him. He’d kept it safe before.

Going to the camera, I browse the pictures I took of him playing the game tonight.

I can’t stop flipping through them.

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I lowermy bruised body into an ice-bath. My swollen knee screams, but I shut it up by drowning it. My breath comes out in hisses.Fuck.

I’m in pain.

It should only be my knee, but it’s not.

Seeing how drenched she was…

Defying the freezing temperature, my cock swells against my stomach. For the first time in my life, I’m submerged in ice and gripping myself.

There’s no way I’m going to think about her.

Anything else. Anyone else.

I groan at the memory of her arousal, the sweet smell hitting my nose when her dress lifted, how she mouthed off to me before that…

There’s so many things you can do with a mouth like that.

I stroke.

Stop thinking of her. Anyone else.

I can’t.

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