Page 57 of Hockey Heart

“I mean, last night. The things you said.”

Hayden’s demeanor turned shy and nervous. Those beautiful dark eyes, like wide mystical moons, looked back at me, full of mystery, and he nodded bashfully.

“You mean, when I was down on one knee holding up a ring with everyone watching?”

I smiled back at him. It had been quite the look.

“Sarah… I meant every word.”

Now, it was my turn to gulp. My eyes fell away from his and traveled down across his strong frame. While I was thankful he hadn’t taken advantage of me, a swelling part of me was disappointed. I felt desire rise and prickle my skin, and he saw it in me as our eyes met. That strange feeling between us rippled up again. A thousand words couldn’t have said what our eyes did to each other.

I climbed clumsily out of the bed and stood before him, us both admiring each other, our skin wanting to feel the touch of the others. The attraction was wild and undeniable.

“A shower sounds like a good idea,” I said softly.

I took his hand and pulled him behind me, leading Hayden with me into the bathroom.

I turned to him and rested my ass against the sink as hecame in closer, his breath short and anxious, matching my own. His eyes were sparkling, showing his every desire. He was only waiting for my permission.

“This time youcanlook while you undress me.”

Hayden didn’t hesitate. Those huge hands, full of strength and aggression, were as soft and gentle as snow as they slipped to my sides and pulled up my oversized shirt, revealing my soft belly, then the tender curves of my breasts that were held within the black bra I couldn’t wait to remove.

Slowly and deliberately, Hayden undressed me, savoring each piece of enticing flesh that made his heart thump. I turned for him and let him unfasten my bra, hearing his sharp breath as his fingers traced along my back, his touch on my skin making me quiver and sharpen with desire.

I reached behind me and took his hands in mine, pushing them down to the waistband of my giant-sized pants and then releasing them, letting him have the satisfaction and indulgence of slipping them down over my hips and my ass.

My skin felt wild and beautiful as he rolled the brushed cotton down my thighs, stepping out as they reached each ankle. His hand wrapped around each of my ankles, as if he was mystified by them, like they were a new and wonderful discovery delivered by the Gods. My own eyes closed in bliss as his palms and outstretched fingers slid slowly back up the meat of my legs, finding their way to the top of my panties. We both gasped in thrilled excitement as he pulled them from my hips and down my body, until they lay around my feet.

His frame dwarfed me again as I sensed him rise behind me. One perfectly sculpted arm reached over me and turned the handle that brought water gushing out from the showerhead.His hands held my arms as we waited for the steam to come and join us, then he held out his hand as if he were asking me to dance. My hand looked tiny as I placed it on top of his outstretched palm and he led my naked body forward into the shower.

I turned to him, letting him see me, wanting his eyes, his hands, his lips, all of him, to have all of me. His eyes traveled hungrily along my naked body, hardly able to blink in case he might miss a second of what was before him.

Unable to resist, I reached out and pulled at where his white t-shirt hung over his belt, Hayden lifting his strong arms for me as I lifted the shirt over his head.

The vision of that ripple of muscles made me softly bite my lip with wild desire. My fingers were almost scared to reach out and touch his chest, as if it couldn’t be real and would disappear as soon as I tested it. My fingertips found him with reverence, slowly searching out the hard muscle and soft excitement of his body with fascination. So much to discover, and I’d only just started, as I traced a white stretch of scar tissue across his ribcage and delicately touched it.

Hayden stepped forward, forcing me to move a pace backward into the shower. The hot water gushing over us, the steam engulfing our bodies. I turned my back to him as he reached for the shower gel, lathering it decisively between his hands before his thick fingers met my shoulders, massaging them as they responded and softened with sheer bliss.

His hands ran upward through my hair, those thick fingers finding their way to tenderly massage my scalp and run deep into my hair. As he reached past me for the bath sponge, I was beyond eager for him to take that soapy sponge all over me. All my fantasies were suddenly coming to life, as if he knew exactly what I wanted. I was completelygiven over to him as he slipped those bubbles over my skin, exploring every part of my body, making me clean for him in the wild heat of the steam that enveloped us.

I felt him leave me and turned to see Hayden holding out a towel for me. Stepped out, I let him cover me in it, patting down and drying the same skin that he had been blissfully teasing and caressing only moments ago.

Turning to Hayden, my hands rose and rested on his shoulders, and the look in our eyes said everything. Then, in one swift and divine movement, he scooped me up off my feet and carried me effortlessly back into the bedroom.

Throwing me down onto the bed, I felt wild for him.

“Hayden, I think you might make me crazy.”

He turned to me with a wicked glint in his eye and ran his thick thumb over my lips.

“Hush now. Those lips aren’t for words. Right now they’ve got other work to do.”

I giggled at his brazen confidence, but I wasn’t about to argue either as I rolled on top of his huge frame and let my mouth run kisses down his chest, heading lower and lower under the rich cotton sheets.

Sarah

I wanted to stay in that blissful state forever, wrapped up gleefully in the sheets with each other, exploring every sweet indulgence we could imagine. If only I could.

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