Devious Obsession: A Dark Hockey Romance (Hockey Gods)

“Fuck, Luce, slide that hot wet pussy onto me, baby,” I groan as I unzip my jeans and pull them down enough to let my weeping cock free.

I have never felt the need to fuck anyone this much in my whole goddamn life. I am so hard for her I could come just looking at her. I almost did watching Toni eat her pussy.

It was fucking hot to see her giving me complete control of her body and letting me offer her to someone else. I’m glad that I got to give her that experience but now I need to bury myself inside her so deep that she will never ever forget who she really belongs to. I need to remind her that nobody makes her come as hard as I do.

“Jax,” she breathes as she wraps her hand around my shaft, squeezing me as she shifts her hips so that she can slide onto me, as though she’s as desperate to feel me inside her as I am to be there.

“I need you on my cock, Luce,” I bite out, grabbing her by her hips and pulling her down, impaling her onto my length. Sinking deep into her silky wet heat feels like coming home. “Fuck, you feel so good,” I sigh at the relief of having her tight pussy squeezing me.

“God, Jax,” she whispers as she rests her forehead against mine. “I need you to fuck me.”

“You do, baby?”

“Y-yes,” she whimpers, the desperation in her voice is like music to my ears. She needs this as much as I do.

My fingers dig into the soft flesh on her hips as I roll her over me and push up, rutting into her like I will never get deep enough inside.

“Who does this pussy belong to?”

“You, Jax,” she hisses, her hands wrapped around my neck as she clings on while she rides me hard.

“Who do all of your orgasms belong to?” I suck on the soft skin of her neck and bite down.

“You.”

“This whole hot little body?” I thrust harder and she yelps. “Whose is it?” Wrapping my arms around her waist, I hold her in place so that I can nail her as hard as I want to.

“Yours,” she cries out as her orgasm tears through her. Her pussy walls clench and release around me as her cum slicks my cock.

“Jesus, fuck, Luce!” I grit out the words. “This damn chair!”

She blinks at me, her perfect tits heaving in my face as she tries to catch her breath. “Wha-” she starts to say but I seal my mouth over hers, pushing my tongue inside as I stand up and carry her into the house.

She tightens her hold on my neck as I reach behind me, with my dick and my tongue still inside her, I fumble to close the French doors because I refuse to stop for a second.

I can’t. I’m consumed by the need to taste her. Fuck her. Make her scream my goddamn name over and over again. When the lock clicks into place, I walk to the stairs, intending to carry her to bed but we don’t quite make it that far.

My cock throbs inside her and I swear to God I might explode if I don’t fuck her hard soon.

I pull out of her, dropping her onto the third stair as I lower myself to my knees on the bottom one.

She pulls back, gasping for air. “What was wrong with the chair?” she breathes.

“Not enough room to do this,” I growl, sliding my hands up her inner thighs and pushing them wide until I hook her feet between the chrome spindles on each side of the staircase.

Then I stare at her. Taking a good look at her spread wide open for me, her pussy dripping with her cum, while she waits to be fucked.

“Jax?” she whimpers and the sound of her desperate and helpless makes my cock weep. I grab hold of her waist and she leans back on her elbows.

She sucks in a breath, bracing herself for what’s about to come, because she knows as well as I do how hard I’m about to fuck her. I stare into her dark eyes as I nudge the tip of my cock at her slick entrance.

Her cheeks flush with heat and her legs tremble. “Please, Jax?”

My heart races and my skin burns with the need to be buried deep inside her — so fucking desperate to claim her that I’m scared I’ll hurt her.

“I need you,” she whispers and I can’t hold off a second longer.

I drive into her and she cries out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. She snakes her arms around my neck, pulling me closer as I rail into her with every single thing I have. Her back is pressed in an uncomfortable position against the edge of the stair, but neither of us care. She rakes her fingers down my spine, clawing at my shirt as I bite and suck her — her breasts, her neck, her shoulders – leaving red marks all over her soft skin.

“I hope you enjoyed Toni eating you out, baby, because no-one will ever touch you again. You got that?” I growl as I drive into her.

“Yes,” she breathes, her hot breath against my neck.

“You are fucking mine. All mine.”

“All yours,” she agrees, her pussy squeezing me tighter like she never wants to let me go.

Pressing my lips against her ear, I bare my teeth like some kind of rabid animal. “I fucking own you,” I hiss.

“I know,” Jax, she whimpers, tears rolling down her cheeks.

I slide my arms around her waist, crushing her against me, pinning her body to mine as I slam into her silky, wet heat.

“You fuck me so good,” she groans in my ear as another orgasm rips through her body, making her shudder and tremble, and damn if she doesn’t take me straight along with her. I roar her name as I grind my release into her, rubbing out every last drop into her sweet pussy.

She cups my face in her hands and I press my forehead against hers as we both pant for breath. I was too rough with her, but we both needed it.

“Nobody but me, Luce,” I whisper.

“Nobody but you, Jax.”

I stand up and scoop her into my arms before carrying her to bed. She’s silent as I peel off her sundress and bra, noting the bite marks on her skin as I do. They’ll fade by tomorrow though.

Once she’s naked, I take off my own clothes before crawling over her. I run my nose along the column of her throat as her soft fingertips trail over my back.

When she spreads her legs wide for me, I slip back inside her easily, still hard despite what we just did.

“You are always ready, huh, cowboy?” she asks with a smile as she wraps her legs around my waist.

“For you, baby, yeah.”

I kiss her softly, lazily exploring her mouth with my tongue as I fuck her nice and slow.

“Thank you for tonight. It means a lot to me,” she whispers, breaking our kiss.

“I know, Luce. I’m glad you enjoyed it…” I narrow my eyes at her.

“Because it will never happen again, I know,” she laughs softly.

“Glad we’re on the same page.”

“You are all I need, Jax.”

“Damn right, baby,” I growl before I kiss her again, and this time I won’t let her up for air unless it’s to moan my goddamn name.