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“Hey, Layla.”

“Hi, Clay.”

“Looking good, you two,” I comment. “My two biggest fans.”

“We are,” Layla murmurs, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear. I see her black leather jacket behind her. She notices what I’m looking at and smirks. “I always get cold when I sit so close to the ice, so I brought my jacket with me.”

“So this is all for me?” I nod at her jersey.

“It’s always all for you,” Layla tells me. “And so everyone knows that I am here to support my boyfriend. To make it known that you are taken.”

“I’ve been taken for a very long time already.” I notice my teammates stepping onto the ice. “I’ve just been waiting for you.”

“I’m so glad you did.” She presses her palm to the plexiglass, and I press mine from the other side. “We love you, Clay. Win tonight.”

“Love you too, and I’ll do my best.” I wink at Maya and turn around, putting my helmet on.

It’s time to win the game.

Chapter 37

Happy Valentine’s Day

CLAY

Now, February

“Happy Valentine’s Day,”I murmur. My mouth is an inch away from Layla’s. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” she whispers, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and pulling me down to her. Our lips connect in a slow, passionate kiss. The darkness in our bedroom swallows us both. The only source of light is yet another scented candle lit on the nightstand. It smells like vanilla and strawberries, so sweet and so intoxicating, making me dizzy.

Or maybe it’s just Layla and her effect on me.

The feeling of her lips on mine is exhilarating. Our kiss grows hotter and more urgent. There’s no holding back, just raw and animalistic desire. I push my tongue inside her mouth, searing her open. Our tongues curl and dance around each other.

It doesn’t take long before she moans in my mouth. “Dammit, Layla,” I whisper and move away from her. We stare at each other, both breathing heavily. “Our Princess is sleeping next door. What if she wakes up?”

“I’ll be quiet,” Layla says sweetly. Her hands are roaming over my shoulders and down my back.

“The problem here is that I want to hear you scream my name. Especially as it’s our second Valentine’s Day as a couple.”

“I want you,” she insists in a breathy whisper. “I want your cock so bad.”

I watch her intently, an idea flashing in my head and my lips curving in a smile. If I want to make this night special, there are other ways to do that. More creative actually.

“We’re trying something new tonight.” I push myself up, her hands dropping off my body. As I stand up from the bed, I go to the walk-in closet, grab her box with toys, and quickly find the one I’m looking for. This little silicone friend is exactly what I need for our celebration…and a bit of lube.

“Clay?” Layla props herself up on her elbows, her eyebrow cocked in question as she watches me return to the bedroom.

I toss her pink dildo on the covers, along with lube, and climb on the bed beside her. “Lie in the middle of the bed,” I order her.

Layla glances at what I brought, then at me, and without a question, does as I tell her. “Good girl,” I praise her as I grab the pillow and put it under her ass.

Positioning myself between her legs, I suck her clit into my mouth. A soft moan escapes her lips, making me smile. I lick and suck, switching between the two before I slide one finger inside her. She’s so wet for me already, I love it.

I lap my tongue over her clit, adding another finger inside her. Layla arches her back, grabbing the sheets in her fists. “You’re so good, Clay. Please don’t stop.”

“We’re only starting, Mama.” I goad her, popping my fingers out of her pussy. A groan of frustration echoes in the room, though it quickly dies as I slip one of my fingers coated in her arousal inside her ass. She clamps around my finger, her whole body tensing. “Relax, baby,” I coo. Curling my tongue aroundher clit, I start working on her ass. In and out, not going too deep, letting her adjust.

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