Page 59 of Three Pucks and a Baby

“Yes, I know you covered for me. And for that, here is all you need to know about my hot hockey man.”

As I drew in a breath, Carlee leaned forward ready to hang on to my every word. “I would say it was the single hottest sexual experience of my life, but it wasn’t just one time. It wasmultipleexperiences. Multiple positions. Multiple orgasms. Like the Energizer Bunny, he just kept going and going and going, and I kept coming and coming and coming.”

And that was the truth. It had been multiple positions and orgasms. Carlee just didn’t need to know it was with multiple men. Not that I thought she would judge me about it. She was far more liberated than I was.

When Carlee’s mouth dropped wide, I could’ve sworn a little drool trickled onto her bottom lip. A few seconds passed and shejust stared at me in disbelief. Finally, she muttered, “You lucky bitch.”

I laughed. “I would have to agree with that summation.”

“When do you see him again?”

And that question was the pin that popped into my post-sex bliss.

“It’s complicated.”

“You’re not serious.”

“Of course I am.”

“Jesus, Viv, the only complication I could see in this scenario is wear and tear on your vagina or a possible UTI.”

With a roll of my eyes, I replied, “There’s more to life than just sex.”

“Not when it’s good like what you just had.”

Ugh, why did she have to be right? But worse than that, why did I have to let emotions get involved? I threw up my hands in exasperation. “Come on, Carlee. You know me. Do you think I can have just a sexual relationship without catching feelings?”

She sighed forlornly. “No. You can’t.”

“Exactly.”

“So what are you going to do if he calls?”

“I’ll have to be honest.”

Carlee nodded. “That’ll do it. I mean, nothing deflates a dude’s dick quite like talking about feelings.”

“Fabulous,” I grumbled.

Tilting her head in thought, Carlee asked, “Couldn’t you maybe get another good fuck or two out of him before cutting him loose?”

“I don’t think so.”

Her shoulders drooped in defeat. “That’s so depressing.”

“Tell me about it.”

“Wanna get for drinks and get shitfaced after we get off?”

“Absofuckinglutely,” I replied.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN: THEO

Adrenaline pulsed through me as I deflected yet another puck that sailed at me. As a groan went through my teammates on offense, I grinned. With just one practice left before our season opener, I found myself on fire.

As much as I wanted to give the credit to my mad goalie skills, I knew part of it went to the smoking foursome I’d been a part of two nights ago. A shudder went through me as I remembered the taste of Vivian’s pussy on my tongue and the way her walls clamped down on my dick.

Like a dying man desperate for a meal, I needed to feast on Vivian again. Normally, we played several games before hooking back up with our threesome girl. I knew there was no way in hell I was going to be able to wait so long to fuck Vivian again.

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