His antics draw the attention of Bryce, Landin, Travis, and Jasper, who start laughing hysterically at the show he’s putting on.
I point at him. “Anyone need a new best friend? This one’s available.”
Alexand I exit the locker room, our bags thrown over our shoulders, heading toward our vehicles. “I have a meeting with Jensen and Nelson tomorrow. Jensen was bitching he hates paperwork and is so disorganized. He said he should hire a student to get him organized.”
Alex gives me a knowing grin. “And you hate your girl stripping. Plus, she’d be perfect for the job. Her notes and outlines are fucking impressive. I’ve never seen anyone color code and organize shit like she does.”
“I know. I thought I was organized until I saw that.” My phone makes a series of beeps, indicating I have text messages. I glance down at my phone, smiling when I see Jordyn’s name on my screen. I open her message and immediately begin cursing, turning my body away from Alex.
“Why are you… Oh, your kitten must have sent you something naughty.”
I’m trying to shield my hard dick as my gaze drops back to her lying on my bed, wearing the sexy-as-hell maroon bra andpanties she wore at Sinful. The last pose makes me sweat. She’s on her stomach, her breasts nearly spilling out of the bra, and her perky ass revealed in that thong.
Goddamn, that fucking ass of hers.
I change the subject so he doesn’t notice my hard-on and break my balls over it. “Still talking to Chelsea?”
A huge grin lights up Alex’s face. “Hell, yes. Remember when I asked you to video me stretching on the ice after practice a couple of days ago, and you thought I was insane? That was for her. My flexibility turns her on. She has a flex kink.”
I snort, raising my brows. “A flex kink?”
“What can I say? The girl has class. She knows who the real MVP of the hockey team is.” He smirks at me. “Flexible and a huge dick. What more can a girl want?”
“Someone with modesty, Mr. King Kong Dong,” I joke as we part ways, heading to our respective vehicles. “Later, man.”
Alex’s laughter follows me to my vehicle. “Later, stud.”
CHAPTER 46
Tristan
After exiting my vehicle, I stealthily sneak around the house, slipping through the back door. Removing my shoes, I sneak through the kitchen and head up the stairs. Anticipation makes my hands shake from the need to kiss her.
Touch her.
Own her.
Light music trickles from my bedroom. She hums along as I creep closer. My fucking dick is so hard in my jeans I’m surprised it hasn’t ripped through the fabric, sending the zipper and its teeth flying across the floor.
The clanking of her fingers against the keyboard directs me to my bedroom. I peer around the corner of the door frame, my insides vibrating from excitement and desire the second my eyes land on her. She’s sitting cross-legged on the bed, the laptop balanced on her thighs, wearing my fucking jersey.
Jesus Christ.
All my senses heighten until all I see is her, in such vivid, sharp color that there’s an aura of light surrounding her. Herbreaths fill my ears, and her smooth, strawberry-scented skin beckons me.
My patience and resistance snap. I’m beside the bed in a flash, lifting her laptop from her thighs before tossing her over my shoulder. My hand slaps her bare ass as I carry her to the shower.
“Tristan! What the hell?” Her breathless voice ends in a moan when I smack her again.
Setting her on her feet, I admire my jersey hanging on her small frame for a few beats before I grab it, yanking it over her head so she’s standing in the maroon bra and panty set. I bare my teeth at her, the predator about to devour his prey. Her pupils dilate, and her chest heaves from her accelerated breathing.
After turning on the water, I tear off her bra and panty set. She stands there in all her naked glory. Her lips part, and her tongue glides along her bottom lip as she watches me shed my clothing.
“Get in,” I command. She swallows hard before she complies. My dick is so fucking hard it throbs as I step in behind her, watching the water bead over her perky breasts and trim stomach.
Backing her against the wall, I lean against her, pinning her with my size. “So you think you can send me sexy pictures of you in lingerie while I’m in practice, huh?”
“Yeah, so?—?”