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I can’t do this.
Without another word, I spun around and hurried out of the classroom.
I’m out.
I cried silent tears as my legs carried me faster, faster, until I practically sprinted home.
I sent a scathing text message to the only person who could’ve been responsible for this betrayal. Then I promptly deleted my social media—allof it—and hopped in my car.
I didn’t know where I was going—but I wasgoing.
2
Tanner Vaughn
Two Months Earlier
I buried my eyes in the crook of my elbow and tried to focus on the pleasure. Wasn’t exactly easy—after a game, I’m still pretty amped up. Memories of the shots I faced tonight flashed through my mind like lightning. The second I saw the shot in my mind’s eye, the neurons in my brain fired,making my muscles twitch with the impulse to make the save.
She giggled.“Are you okay? You’re so jumpy.”
“Yeah, Kels, I’m fine.”
Her name was Kelsey and she lived in a tiny one bedroom apartment in Brooklyn. We’d been hooking up ever since I met her at a club in Manhattan six months ago. Whenever the Devils came through New York, she was always one text message away, and always DTF.
She ran her tongue along the underside of my cock. “Am I doing a good job?”
“You’re doing fine.”
I closed my eyes and tried to lose myself in the silky tightness of her cheeks.
Every shot I face leaves an imprint on my psyche that will stay with me for days. Mentally, I’ll replay every decision a shooter made, committing his tendencies to subconscious memory. I’ll scrutinize every save I made, trying to figure out ways to shave nanoseconds off my reaction time. I’ll look for each and every advantage I can find.
And that’s just for the saves I made.
But the pucks that got past me?
Oh.Those. Those I’ll obsess over. So it doesn’t happen again.
Lucky for me, I only let in one tonight. We were under siege all night, but I stayed strong in net when the team needed me most. I faced forty shots, but only one got past me. Reavo got the job done in overtime to win the game for us, 2–1.
It was a great road win. And a great win for me in a contract year—if I keep playing like this, I’ll make myself a very nice chunk of change next year.
Kelsey sucked and jerked me until my hips began to tremble.
“I’m close,” I whispered.
She quickened her pace, making my breath grow shallow and my abs strain. At last, a growl escaped me. “Hnngh!” My cock pumped and pulsed, filling Kelsey’s mouth with my seed.
I opened my eyes just in time to see her recoil with disgust.
“Blech.” Gagging, she spat my load out into a wadded up t-shirt. “Sorry.” She wiped her fist across her mouth. “Nothing personal. I just hate swallowing.”
“I know,” I said, grinning.
“But I sure likeyou,” she said, jumping into bednext to me, squeezing herself against my side. “And you earned that blowjob, Tanner.”
“Oh, I earned it, did I?” I asked with a chuckle.
