Page 17 of Breakaway

“The Society,” she finished, and I nodded. Henley stroked Lady Sterling as she listened to me, my love for her growing.

“I knew they would attack. I guess this is their first stand.” She sighed, the sound heavy and thick for someone in her position. It made me more determined to help her fight them. They were taking joy away from someone who only wanted to coach the sport they loved.

“We’re not going to let them win, Hen. If they decide to attack you, it’s an attack on all of us.”

“I know. It just sucks. Hockey isn’t meant to be this political. It should be safe.”

Moving my arm, I wrapped it around her and felt the tension in my body ease from her presence alone. I leaned my head against hers and relaxed. Lady Sterling stood on my chest, clearly not impressed that I’d moved and disrupted her sleeping spot. She jumped off the other side of the bed and left the room, probably to find someone else to give her attention to. Henley rested her head against my chest and threw her leg over mine. My hand brushed up and down her back as we sat in the quiet, just being with one another.

“What was the other thing? You said first before the school thing.”

“Ah, yes.” I chuckled, loving how much she paid attention. Most people would’ve let me off without sharing anything else if I had stayed quiet long enough. “My former coach called. He had an offer for me.”

Henley immediately turned. Instead of the scowl I expected, she beamed. Her whole face lit up as she peered at me.

“Reed! Are they re-signing you?” She perched on her knees as she placed her hands on my arm.

“They want to. Gates was injured and is out for the whole season. They’re inviting some people to try out but wanted to speak with me first. I’m not sure what the deal is or anything, just that they want me back for this season before it starts next week.”

“Shit. I can’t believe it’s time for the season to begin.”

Chuckling, I smoothed my hand up her bare leg.

“I thought the same. Time feels so different here. That or without the season to track time by, it feels nonexistent.” She nodded in agreement as she thought.

“Yeah, you’re probably right. When do you leave?” she asked, tilting her head to look at me.

“I didn’t say yes.”

“What? Why? I thought you wanted to return to playing.” Her eyes grew big as she gaped at me.

I nodded slowly, my eyes not leaving hers as I drank her in. I hadn’t expected her to be this okay with me leaving.

Did she not care? No, stop that. This was Henley. She would never try to stop me from my dream.

“I do. I told him I needed time to think about it and discuss it with my family. This doesn’t just affect me anymore. With everything going on, I’m not sure I want to leave yet.”

Henley smiled as she peered at me.

“You’re such a sweet man, Reed Cole. I love that you want us all to be involved. You know we’ll support you whatever you want, though, right? Even if you’re a thousand miles from me, it won’t change things. You’re in my heart forever, babe.”

“When you go and say things like that, I don’t know how I could ever entertain being away from you for a second.”

Pulling her face to mine, I pressed our lips together. The kiss became deeper as she straddled my lap, rocking into me. My hands gripped her ass, my need ramping up with every brush of her pussy. Lifting her shirt off her head, I nibbled down her neck and sucked on the sensitive skin. Henley’s hands drifted over me, touching every inch she could. She reached the bottom of my shirt and pushed it up, her fingertips brushing over my abs.

I broke my kisses on her skin as she removed my shirt, returning to her breasts as I sucked one nipple into my mouth. Henley’s hands reached into my joggers, gripping my cock as she stroked the hard length. She had me out of my joggers and lifted her butt up, and sank down on me instantly.

Cursing, I held her still for a second as my dick twitched inside her warmth. Her walls flexed around me, her pussy drenching me.

“You’re so wet, Henley. Fuck.”

She whimpered, rocking forward as much as she could. Leaning back, I watched her as she rode me, her tits moving as she pushed herself forward on me. Her thighs pressed into my legs, her soft skin making me want to lick her all over. It was erotic to watch as my cock entered her, her slickness covering me.

“Look at how good you take my cock, baby. You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Grabbing the globes of her ass again, I moved her forward harder as I slammed up from below. I couldn’t hold back anymore as my desire rose.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, her head thrown back.

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