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The only thing that bothered me was where we’d live. Would I have to go nomad or quit hockey? She lived on one side of South Dakota and me on the other. Demi had a career training horses. I couldn’t ask her to stop that to follow me for the decade. Most hockey players retired at the age of thirty-five, so I had roughly nine years left. I thought it too much to ask Demi to give everything up to support me.

I frowned, and Demi jolted.

“Did I do something wrong?” she asked, and I shook my head.

“No, babe. It’s my mind racing ahead and making problems. Don’t worry about it,” I replied, and Demi now frowned instead.

“That sounds dire.”

“Nah. Honestly, it doesn’t matter,” I tried to reassure her, but it wasn’t working.

“Tell me, Ice,” Demi demanded.

“Just wondering where we’d live, I travel between here and Chicago. You are based on the other side of the state. I was trying to figure out how to make this work,” I admitted.

Demi laughed. “I would have thought that is easy. I stay with you during the hockey season and work from the ranch when you’re not playing. Pops can schedule my training during that time.”

“I’m a Rage prospect,” I replied.

Demi’s face fell. “That is an issue.”

“Not quite. I can go nomad or quit.”

“But that’s not what you want,” Demi argued.

“No. But why should you be the only one sacrificing?”

“I don’t call it a sacrifice. This is me investing in us. We’ll sort out what happens in time. Maybe something will come up. But I believe everything happens for a reason. Something will turn up, I’m sure of it,” Demi said and waved a hand.

I captured her hand and tugged her close. “The truth is, I’d walk through fire for you. I don’t expect you to give anything up,” I said with heat.

Demi smiled sweetly and cupped my face. “Together, we will find a way for us to both live our best lives.”

Fuck me, this woman was going to slay me. I pulled her in and kissed her. Our lips were slightly cold, but I didn’t care. My good arm held her tight to me. Our kiss turned heated, and Demi pressed her body against mine. Shit. I ran my fingers down her spine, delighting in her response as she shoved even closer to me.

My dick went hard instantly as Demi kissed me back. Her hand drifted down my chest and slid under my bomber jacket. I hissed as she brushed my erection, and Demi’s hand paused and then moved and started kneading me.

Fuck! My cock was trying to break out of my jeans, and I groaned as Demi’s hand stopped moving and began undoing my buttons.

“Woman,” I growled out against her mouth, and Demi pulled away a little and smiled sultrily. That sent shivers down my spine, and my dick reacted. Her hands opened my jeans, and one slid into my boxers and grasped me.

“Demi,” I hissed.

The same smile crossed her lips, and Demi winked as she moved her hand up and down. The world shrank to me and her and what she was making me feel. Demi captured my good arm and took one of my fingers into her mouth. With her eyes holding mine, she licked and sucked it as she continued her ministrations on my cock.

Fuck! My balls tightened, and I arched my head back. Demi shifted and latched onto my neck as she began suckling hard. My hand slid up her jacket, and I touched her breast. Her breath came in little pants, and I bet she was soaked. I moved downwards and slid my fingers into her leggings.

She groaned as I felt her heat instantly. I began sliding downward and found her folds. Before I could slide between them, my cock jumped as soon as I felt her wetness.

“Demi, stop, I’m going to come,” I hissed, knowing I was close.

Demi removed my hand, and I nearly threw her down on the seat. How dare she remove that from me? She grabbed her scarf and held it over me as she pumped me harder. She took the finger I had slid between her folds and sucked it so hard my eyes almost crossed. Damn, this sexy vixen.

A deep groan escaped as my dick twitched, and spurts of cum left me. Demi kept her scarf there, and she wrung every last drop from me. And I still wanted more. My cock remained half erect.

Demi smiled lazily at me as she kissed me once more.

“That was worth everything,” she whispered against my lips. She tucked my semi-hard cock back inside and wiped me clean before doing my jeans up. Then she dumped the scarf on the ground and snuggled into my embrace.

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