Page 84 of Body Shot

I quickly log out of the program we use, close my laptop, and pack up my things, regretfully leaving the roses behind since we probably aren’t going to my place at any point.

“Thanks for the tickets!” Randy calls after us.

I turn to Anders as the elevator doors close behind us. “Did you bribe him with tickets?”

“Absolutely not.” There’s a twinkle in his eyes. “I asked if I could come surprise my girlfriend with flowers since I’m in town, he said absolutely, and then when he met me downstairs to walk me past security, we started talking.That’swhen I offered him the tickets.”

“I hope they’re not where mine are,” I say, grimacing.

He chuckles, shaking his head. “I’m not stupid. They’re on another side of the arena. Ice level.”

“Oh, you pulled out all the stops, eh?”

“You’re worth it.” He bends his head to kiss me again and I latch on to his lips greedily. All the talking and teasing and sexting we’ve been doing the last month catches up to me and I moan into his mouth.

“I wish we had time, baby,” he says as the elevator doors open.

“I know. Dammit.”

He chuckles and slides his hand around mine as we walk to the parking lot.

“Am I taking you to the arena?” I ask him.

“It’s only two o’clock,” he replies thoughtfully. “I have a little time…”

“You said you only had an hour.”

“I may be reconsidering that timeline.” His eyes meet mine as we stop in front of my mother’s Mazda SUV.

“We can’t go to my place,” I say, wrinkling my nose. “My parents are cool but there’s no way…”

“Yeah, that wouldn’t work for me either. I’m just afraid if we got to the team hotel, we’ll be seen and then Coach will know I’m not where I’m supposed to be.”

“I don’t want you to get into trouble!” I protest.

“Is there a decent hotel nearby?” he asks.

“Sure. Lots of them. There’s a Holiday Inn about two blocks from here.”

Our eyes meet and he cocks his head.

“That where we should go?”

“I’m not the one whose Coach might bench him for being late.”

“Not gonna happen. Let’s go.” He gets into the passenger side of the SUV, and I realize I’ve never driven him anywhere before.

But I don’t hesitate to jump in and drive to the hotel.

Thirty minutes later we’re ripping off our clothes, kissing and touching as I fumble to roll the condom down his big, beautiful erection. Then he pushes me onto the bed, crawls on top of me, and he’s inside me. No foreplay, no working up to it, just slam-bam-thank you-ma’am. But I like it. Need it. A month without him touching me is just too damn long.

“Harder,” I hiss, dragging my nails down the middle of his back.

“Baby, I’m not gonna last,” he groans.

“Me either.” I’m so close, all I need is a little more pressure and I’m going to go right over the edge.

He picks up speed and adjusts his hips, hitting that secret spot inside of me that makes me see stars, while simultaneously fusing his mouth to mine. My orgasm sneaks up on me and he swallows my screams with his kisses, pumping a few more times as he follows me into oblivion.

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