Page 57 of Spite Crush

“I’m sorry!” I said quickly as he laughed again.

“Booking a flight to see your other boyfriend?” he teased.

“I’ll spare you where my mind wandered,” I said, once againembarrassed, though for a totally different reason this time. I couldn’t admit to him that I was thinking about living together.

“It’s okay,” he assured me. “I should probably get going. It’s almost midnight here and I need to get some sleep before practice in the morning.”

“He’s still overworking you?” I asked.

“Not as bad as before,” he said. “I think winning the first round calmed him down a little. But we still need to work on some things specific toplaying the Panthers, so I can’t fault him for keeping us on the ice.”

“Alright,” I said. “I’ll see you on Saturday.”

“I can’t wait. I love you.”

“I love you, too. Good night.”

We disconnected and I spun slowly around in my chair, looking at my stuff but letting my mind wander once more.

Would he have been freaked out if I’d told him I was thinking about our future together? He was the one who’d been ready to share hisfeelings first. Maybe it wasn’t so crazy to consider what our lives were going to be like.

Once he got through his championship, maybe I’d consider broaching the subject with him. Or maybe I’d chicken out and wait for him to do it.

Yeah…that seemed like a better idea.

Chapter Twenty-Two

~Zak~

“You’re so fucking hot,” I growled, slamming my hips into him. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you standing there with my cum dripping off your face. I’ve been hard for a fucking week.”

Kellen’s hands fisted into the sheets beneath him as he rocked back into me, forcing me deeper and harder as his breath hitched loudly.

I’d been pleasantly surprised to find him naked in my room when I’dgotten home from practice. He hadn’t even let me shower before he jumped me, climbing me like a tree and kissing me, urging me toward the bed and telling me he was already prepped and ready for me.

“God, yes,” I hissed. “Take it, Kel.” My balls were so tight they almost hurt and it felt as if actual sparks were firing up my spine as pleasure ripped through me.

Reaching under him, I grabbed his cock in my hand and before I even managed one full stroke he was screaming, his shaft jerking in mypalm as he came, which made his ass spasm around me and I followed him over the edge immediately, crying out as I filled him with my own release.

My legs gave out and I collapsed onto him, both of us falling to the mattress together.

“Really?” he asked, his voice breathy and the word broken with a choked laugh.

I managed to shift off of him and he rolled over on his back, dragging his hand over his stomach and chest, shaking his head as he reached overto wipe the remnants of his release on my arm.

“You just have to get someone’s cum on my tats, don’t you?” he teased. “Now we both need a shower.”

“That wasn’t on purpose,” I said, leaning over and dragging my tongue across the fluid still present on his skin. “But you do look incredible.”

“You’re going to get me hard again,” he warned me, grabbing my face and pulling me up to kiss him.

“That’s not much of a deterrent,” I said, trying to move back to hisstomach again, but he laughed and held me firm.

“Shower. And food,” he said.

“Well, I still don’t have any of that,” I warned him. “But fine.” I got up and grabbed my jeans from the floor, digging through the pockets then tossing him my phone. “Order something and it should be here by time I’m done with you.”

“You mean by time we’re out of the shower?” he corrected me.

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