Page 185 of Wrong Pucking Jersey

“Yes,” she moans. “Faster. Please, Daddy, faster.”

“You’re going to take every bit of my cum, Baby Girl?”

“Yes! Every damn shot.”

“Because you can,” I praise. “With this tight pussy that’s gripping me for dear life. You’re going to take every inch of me as I shoot my load and fill you up. That’s my reward for winning tonight.”

“Yes, it is,” she agrees and keeps eye contact with me.

I can see just how close she is, so I grunt and double my pace. She’s fighting the urge to come undone, just to please me so we can cum together.

It’s not far now.

I feel the rise and the beginning tension rushing through me as I grow stiffer with each thrust. My grunts are mangled, and my breaths are out of control as I chase the peak until I’m racing over the edge into sexual oblivion.

“Cum, Baby Girl!”

“MADDOX!” she screams my name as her orgasm consumes her, leaving me on cloud nine as I’m lost in my own brink of ecstasy.

“Fuck, yes,” I groan as I struggle to keep holding her because my legs are shaking like crazy. I fight the urge to let them cave, needing to enjoy this ride of intensity for as long as I can.

When it finally begins to drop, I manage to lower Mikayla’s legs and turn us so I can lean against the wall with her in my arms.

“Fuck,” I groan breathlessly. “I needed that so fucking bad.”

“Me, too,” Mikayla admits, still trying to catch her breath. “What if someone heard us?”

“I don’t care,” I admit. “I really don’t care. Maybe tomorrow.”

That makes her laugh.

“So, the books are right.”

“About?”

“Hockey men going wild after a victory and delivering the best sex on earth.”

“Now, who went and conducted such research to determine whether that was true?” It’s actually funny to think this is a “thing.”

And I landed a lead role in this proven statistic.

“The Hockey BookTok Community.” She leans back so she can get her hair soaked under the stream of cold water. “Apparently, we’re going to the bar, or else we could do that again.”

My cock is already twitching for more.

From the way her eyes widen, she feels it.

“You did not just get excited over the possibility of us going again.”

“I did,” I admit and dare to smirk. “Only, I’d take you in the sauna.”

“SAUNA?” she gasps. “You guys have a sauna?”

“Mhmm.” Just the idea of fucking her in that heated space after a cold shower has me scooping her up and finding the energy to start what’s already forming in my mind.

“Wait, Maddox!! What if someone’s in there?” Mikayla gasps.

“Don’t really care,” I declare. “If it’s one of the guys, I’ll tell them to watch outside.”

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