Page 34 of Cross Checks

While we sipped our cocoa, Chase told me stories about the team’s antics on the road. One involved Waller, the goalie, getting them kicked out of a hotel bar after celebrating too loudly after a win.

“Man, Coach Hoss was furious,” Chase chuckled. “Still, even though we had our share of fun, I missed you the entire time. The guys on the team don’t hold a candle to you.”

“Yeah?” I leaned against Chase’s shoulder and smiled.

“Oh, definitely.” He squeezed my hand with his free hand. “I missed you something awful, but having the guys as my family away from home helped. Also, knowing you were cheering us on from here made a world of difference.”

My chest tightened with emotion when I heard his words, and I leaned against his body to kiss him again. The heat between us intensified.

Seconds later, we tangled ourselves up in each other’s arms. Our bodies fit together like puzzle pieces searching for the perfect fit for the last three days. Chase sighed happily against my chest.

“I missed you so damn much,” I confessed as I stroked his hair.

“Yeah, Jensen called me out several times for daydreaming and missing something he said. It was because I was thinking about you.”

As the fire burned down to glowing coals, passion took over. I held onto either side of Chase’s face while we kissed hard.

“Bedroom?” he asked when we came up for air.

I nodded, and my heart began to race in anticipation. We clutched each other’s hands as we rose from the couch, leaving our cocoa behind on the coffee table. We didn’t leave the room before our fingers started fumbling with buttons and zippers as we slowly undressed each other.

I could never get enough of seeing Chase’s naked, lean, athletic form. He had muscular arms with standout veins snaking down their length. His chiseled chest told the story of his hours in the weight room. Knowing such a handsome man wanted me thrilled me to my toes.

“Lead the way,” I said, gesturing toward the short hallway. Chase grinned and took my hand as he headed that way.

I let go of his hand and stopped for a moment, allowing myself to enjoy the view from behind, the curve of his firm butt, and the strong muscles of his thighs.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Locking this view up in my memories so I can think about it later.” I couldn’t stop myself from reaching down and stroking the length of my stiffening cock.

I thought about the possibility that it could be the night we took our sexual exploration even further. The thought of it sent a shiver of excitement through me. Neither of us had ever fucked a man before.

We collapsed onto the bed, a tangle of naked limbs and raw heat. Chase breathed heavily, and I stared into his eyes. He spoke in broken sentences.

“Listen, Hank, I want to…umm…yeah…be inside you.”

I reached out to run the pad of my thumb over his lower lip. “You mean you want to fuck me?”

“Damn, I was trying to be polite.” He wrestled me until he had me pinned to the bed with my arms overhead. “Yeah, that’s what I want, and I’ve never done that with another guy before, so don’t expect miracles.”

I laughed. My playful ribbing helped turn his nervousness into forceful energy that made my heart pound. “Well, don’t look at me for tips. This is new territory for me, too. I guess if we get too confused, we might need to pull up a porn clip.”

Chase laughed. “I think we can figure it out. After all, it’s just tab A fitting into slot B, right?”

I tried to gesture, but he still had my arms pinned. “Condoms and lube are in the nightstand. I’d appreciate it if you used both.”

He leaned down and kissed me. “I like a man who’s prepared.”

While Chase let go of my arms and leaned over me to retrieve the supplies, I considered the reality of what we were about to do. I hoped I wasn’t too tight for it to work. I’d played with a dildo up there before, but it wasn’t nearly as thick as my man.

“Got it,” he announced, brandishing the condom package and a small bottle of lube. “Are we ready?”

“More than ready.”

We started our exploration slowly and carefully. The cool, slick sensation of the lube and the pressure of Chase’s fingers was unfamiliar but exciting.

Checking in with me, he slipped one finger inside, and then a few minutes later, a second followed.

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