Page 66 of A Scoring Chance

Thankfully, everything else has been going smoothly since our impromptu kiss on the Jumbotron at the exhibition game in September. We didn’t get too much attention from anyone notat the game. The management released a statement that I was on the long-term injured reserve list, not wanting to take any chances that I could get re-injured before playoffs, which, just like the hockey club, we have a great chance of qualifying for again this year.

“Can you get her to go back into the stands, Coach?” Darius questions, reminding me to keep my focus on the ice and not daydream about getting closer to my girlfriend.

“Darius. No one on this earth can get her to move once she’s made up her mind. You know that.” I chuckle as the buzzer sounds, signaling the end of the game. The players on the bench step onto the ice to shake hands as I help Darius stand. “I know. I was just hoping you had some special magic over her or something since you’re dating and all.”

“Oh, how I wish that were true.”

Both teams shake hands as we file off the ice toward the locker room. Beauty is standing right there, her arms wrapped around herself as her eyes search frantically for Darius. “Go ahead to the locker room and change. Let the team know I’ll be in there in a minute. I need to talk to Ramona.”

“You mean you need to stop her from getting arrested since Auntie Li isn’t here?”

“That, too.” I chuckle as Sanchez takes Darius’s arm and places it on his shoulder.

“Coach, I’ll help him to the locker room and ask the trainer to look at him.”

“Thank you, Sanchez. I appreciate it.” The boys disappear as they follow their teammates to the locker room, and I move in the opposite direction toward Ramona.

She spots me immediately and comes flying toward me, slamming into me as she wraps her entire body around mine. “Is he really okay?”

My hands cradle her ass as I head toward the office. “He’s fine. But the trainer is going to check him out just in case.”

“Some people need to remember there are children around,” Annamarie snarls as she saunters past with Cordelia and Michelle in tow.

She has gone out of her way to be wherever I am, trying everything she can to get between us. I don’t even know why she is here. The 14u team has an away game tonight.

“You’re one to talk, Annamarie, missing your son’s game so you can failagainat trying to steal Cooper away from me.”

“Trust me, if I really wanted Cooper, he’d be mine, but who’s going to want anything to do with him after he’s taken up with the help?”

Every muscle in my body tightens as I fight the urge to slug Annamarie. Woman or not, she deserves it after speaking to my beauty like that. Fortunately for Annamarie, Momma raised me to be a gentleman. Unlucky for her, Rambo is already out for blood.

“You should put me down, Cooper.”

Her icy tone makes me smile as I nip at the flesh beneath her ear and continue on my way toward the office. “No. I don’t think I will, Rambo.”

“Stop calling me that,” she snaps, her eyes filling with fury as she tries to wriggle from my grasp. “You make me sound like some deranged lunatic when you call me that.”

“I think it’s fucking hot,” I growl, lifting her higher on my body. The seam of her jeans brush against the bulge in my pants.

“Oh, it is?” she moans, her head tilting to the side, giving me better access to her neck.

My teeth nibble across her collarbone as we enter the office, and I kick the door shut with my foot. “Yes. I would like a minute alone with my girlfriend before we both have to get back to our responsibilities.”

“I think that would be all right.”

“Only all right?” I set her down on the desk in front of me, grinding my cock into her open legs. The need for more friction, more pleasure, more of her overrides all my senses.

“Stop fucking teasing me, Cooper. I need you.” She shivers slightly, shaking her head, and I chuckle as I run my nose along the shell of her ear and inhale.

“You smell good enough to eat,” I whisper.

“You know exactly how I taste.”

“Fucking delicious.” I lean in closer, pulling her earlobe into my mouth and nibbling lightly on it.

A soft moan escapes her lips as she threads her fingers into my hair, her back arching into me as I trail light kisses down her neck, wrapping her locs around my hand and tugging slightly. Her breasts rise and fall as her breathing comes in short gasps.

“You have no idea all the filthy things I want to do to you right now. Too bad we are in an ice rink full of people,” I whisper as my eyes flick up and check to see if anyone is watching before focusing on her face. Beauty moans loudly, thrusting her chest toward me, begging for more. “Oh, my beauty would like that, wouldn’t she? Having someone watch us as I make you come all over my tongue. Making your body sing just for me.”

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