Page 78 of College Hockey Bully

I nod. “Your dad asked if I was your girlfriend and you said yes.”

“Was I out of line?” he asks.

Twisting on the couch, I face his questioning expression. “No, not at all. It felt good seeing you nod yes.”

He smiles.

“Until tonight, I wasn’t sure about you or where this was going. It was hard to trust you. Seeing you claim me in front of your folks, that was a big deal.”

“You’rea big deal, Scar.” He trails a finger down the side of my face, then strokes my chin. “I want you to believe that.”

“I’m trying my best,” I reply, easing up to straddle him. I bury my face in the crook of his neck and he wraps his arms around me.

We sit in silence for a few minutes until Aiden murmurs, “Scar, you might want to get off me.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m really trying this thing where I don’t jump your bones every time I see you. Your pussy pressing on me, that’s not helping one bit.”

“Maybe I want you to jump my bones every time you see me; have you ever thought of that?”

His face spreads into a slow, mischievous grin and he rises from the couch, still with me straddling him. I wrap my legs around his waist as he beelines to the nearest bedroom. Our clothes disappear within a minute and I’m straddling him again, positioned over his cock.

With his hands clutching my waist, I impale myself, sinking down to the base. My moans clash with Aiden’s low growls as we move together, basking in the ecstatic sensation, in no hurry for this moment to end. The L word dances on my lips, triggered not only by the emotions that wash over me, but the tenderness in Aiden’s eyes. I’m in love with my bully. Well, my ex bully. Either way, it’s crazy.

Crazy enough for me to swallow it down.

When the time is right, we’ll both say it together. In this moment, with his cock drilling me, my pussy gripping him on every stroke, I’m sure that day will come.

I clutch the headboard and ride my new boyfriend. He grips my ass and works me over his cock, swelling inside me, eyes darkening with raw lust as he loses himself for me. His thumb finds my clit, flicking that sensitive spot, soon dragging me along that wild ride with him.

Curled up against him afterward, our sweat mixing, satisfied pants clashing, I take the perfection of tonight as a sign that things are finally working in my favor.

Chapter 30

Aiden

“Whatever you’ve been doing, keep at it,” Coach advises, patting my shoulder. “If you play half as focused on Friday, that final spot will be ours.”

I nod, containing my smile. I don’t want to count my chickens before they’re hatched, but I agree. We’ll be heading to the finals if we keep the same energy. It’s not just me. There’s a good vibe among the entire team. Even Noah’s in a good mood, playing his ass off today.

We’ve got this. All we need to do is replicate.

“Hey, we were thinking of hanging out at my place, unwind a little. You game?” Cameron asks as we make our way to the locker room.

I shake my head. “Got a shitload of things to do this afternoon.” For instance, meeting Dad at the office. I’m not sure what’s so urgent that it couldn’t wait until we’re home. Besides that, I’m still helping Scarlett solve the mystery behind who framed her. I’m still disturbed by the footage conveniently disappearing, just like they did when our skates went missing. Someone in the athletics department is behind this, I’m positive.

The questions that keep going off in my head are; who and why?

“I’m sure Scarlett could spare you for an hour or two,” Cameron jokes.

“It’s not Scarlett,” I reply. “Dad summoned me.”

“Sounds serious.”

“I hope like hell that it’s not. My plate is full as it is.”

“Look, we’ll have some answers by Thursday, so relax.” He stops short, allowing me to enter the locker room first.

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