Page 37 of My Perfect Puck

I pull his cock, a timid smile spreading across my face. “Really? You think we’re ready?”

I pump faster, cupping his balls as I watch him hold on for dear life. “Well, yeah. Oh… Fuck, that’s good.” He bites down, trying to complete his words through the pleasure. “Your show is done. I’m a fucking National Hockey League champion.”

“Oooo, baby… I like it when you talk athlete to me.”

“Yeah? You like that, huh?”

I nod, biting my lip.

With a firm hand, Aiden grips me and flips me over so I’m staring into the bean bag. A warm hand glides between my thighs, a single finger sliding up my slit before guiding my legs apart. A firm spank stings my ass as Aiden hoists it in the air and grabs a tight handful, releasing with a slap that makes me shriek with pleasure.

“Fuck, your ass is so damn perfect.”

My heartbeat pounds in my ears. I try to focus on breathing. It’s easier said than done, as the feeling of his hard, throbbing length notching at my entrance has me biting down on the fabric lodged between my teeth.

“Oh… Yes…”

He slides in, gently at first until my pussy grabs hold. It’s wet and so fucking slippery, but it doesn’t let go. Sweat prickles across my skin as he steadies and finds the rhythm that hits that spot deep inside of me. He’s huge, and fuck, I forget just how big he is every time.

Giant hands clutch my love handles and Aiden uses them to fuck me harder, faster.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

A hand wraps around my ponytail and he yanks back. I’m moan loudly, joining the chorus of grunts growing in volume behind me as his cock thickens inside of me.

“Baby, oh, I’m gonna come,” Aiden growls. “I can’t hold it. It’s too good. It’s too good!”

I don’t hesitate.

I shift back, pressing my ass against the warmth of his hips.

I want him. I want a family and the perfect little home. I want the happiness that he’s brought to my life to be shared with my children.

I want it all.

I lean up on my elbows and the angle deepens his thrust. Tiny vibrations of his body rocking against mine rattle through my pussy, rising all the way to my heart before falling to my clit with an explosive release of pleasure.

Aiden releases a low groan. And then, I feel it. Hot moisture explodes deep inside me, coating my womb and it sets off the desperate ache that escapes through a climax like I’ve never felt before.

“Oh, baby! YES!”

Aiden lowers down beside me, breathlessly staring across. “Did we do it? Are you pregnant?”

My mouth curves. “I hope so.”

“Me too,” Aiden says.

My stomach gives a flutter and I reach for his hand. My fingers thread through his and I hold on tight.

Only time will tell if we just made our very own bundle of joy and love, but as we lay here, I know one thing is for sure…

I’m glad my brother never picked me up from the airport.

THE END.

And that’s the end of The Locker Room Series!

While I’m sad that the Vancouver Vikings story is over, I’m super excited to share another spicy hockey series with you:The Falls Creek Falcons.

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