Page 55 of Pucking Off-Sides With My Brother's Best Friend

His chuckle does nothing for my sanity. It was deep and rumbling, and I wanted to bathe in it.

“Do you not want to?”

His hands pull my hips closer. “You know I do. I haven’t been able to say no to you yet, and I doubt I ever will. If you want to fuck, then we’ll fuck. I just wanted to make sure you were okay after that random guy cornered you at the arena.”

I didn’t want to go there or even think about Brian. It’s just too much for me to deal with right now.

I just want to get back to my normal life where my only concern is helping make this damn hockey team a success. Oh, and figure out how to tell Jax I’m screwing his best friend. But somehow,comparatively, those are problems I can handle. Everything else has to wait.

“I’m fine,” I said trying to reassure him that I very much did not want to talk about it.

Leaning forward and brushing my lips over his again seemed to do the trick. “I don’t care about the guy. All I care about is you, me, and this couch.”

Being bold had never been my style until now.

Aiden groans softly before a hand shoots up, gripping the back of my neck and pulling me hard against him. Our kisses turn frantic, and I part my lips easily, letting him slip inside.

His tongue is minty fresh, and I wonder if he brushed his teeth in the locker room just for this.

The thought of him getting ready for me has me clenching with need. I rip my mouth away and scramble from his lap.

“What are you doing?” Aiden asks, still sitting on the couch, his lips slick and hot with his chest rising and falling quickly with each breath. I don’t know why I tried to deny myself before, but Aiden is hot. And he’s even hotter when his gaze follows my hands. I move them to my buttons, opening them. Pausing for a moment, I wait until his gaze slowly slides back up to mine.

“Should I stop?” I asked, playing coy. I knew the answer I wanted, but I wasn’t trying to force him if he truly wasn’t into it. His hands reach out, pulling me back between his parted thighs.

“No. Keep going. I want to see all of you.”

I shiver at his heated words. My hands move quickly, pushing out the button and sliding down my zipper. I shimmy until the fabric falls down my thighs. Aiden’s hands help as I lift my feet to push my jeans away. Rough hands slide over my bare thighs, and I lock my knees to keep from falling down when they skim the edge of my panties.

Before I could think of something to say, fingers grip my thin fabric, sliding them down too.

“I love seeing you like this,” Aiden whispered before leaning forward and brushing his lips across my stomach. It was unlike anything I had felt before, but I know we need to speed things up. Jax was still at practice, but he wouldn’t be there all day.

Wordlessly, I push Aiden back, ignoring his look of confusion. I bend over, this time unzipping his jeans, but instead of moving them down his legs, I reach inside, parting his boxers and reaching for his thick bulge.

“Fuck,” Aiden groans, lifting his hips and helping me free his dick from his pants. He’s thick and hard, and I know from experience he’s going to fuck the life out of me.

“You sure you want this here? Don’t you want to take this to your bed?”

I shake my head, panting with the force of my need. “I want you here, now. I can’t wait.”

I need it. I need to forget everything except what I’m doing now. I reposition myself straddling him again and leaning up just enough to get his cock exactly where I want it.

No other words are necessary as I sigh in pleasure, teasing my opening with his shaft.

I slowly lower my slick cunt onto his length and groan loud and shameless as I split myself on Aiden’s cock.

This position is a new one for us, and the way he fills my stomach feels so good. Gravity helps lower me until I move my hand to his shoulder, squeezing my walls when he slides deeper inside of me.

Hands grab my ass shoving me an inch or so further and I moan at how damn good it feels.

“There you go, princess,” Aiden whispers hotly.

Rocking my hips back and forth as he reaches areas in my stomach I didn’t know were possible whimper escapes me.

“Let me hear how good it feels. It must have been so hard to pretend like you didn’t want this.”

His words are so close to the truth that it makes my head hurt

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