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“Kidding. Kidding.” He held one hand up, covering himself with the other.
I laughed and pulled Em closer to me, checking in to make sure she was okay.
She laughed and shook her head at him. “I never know what to do with you.”
“Get some damn clothes on,” Sloan called over. “No one wants what you’re offering, Strelow.”
The locker room erupted into laughter, and I couldn’t help joining in. I had always felt like I was on the outskirts of the team. Still part of the family, but like the cousin everyone knew and had no idea what to say to. Lately, though, it felt like they had accepted me as one of their own. Being with Mac and Em had given me insider status, and I liked it more than I ever wanted to admit.
“What’s so funny?” Mac asked, walking out of the shower with his towel hugging low on his hips, his blonde hair slicked back.
My mouth went dry, and I could only stare.
“Good thing you’re putting a ring on it,” he said, bumping against me as he grabbed his outfit from his bench. “Or I’d feel all sorts of objectified right now.” His green eyes glinted under the flattering lights that had been installed in the most modern locker room I’d ever been in.
“Wait for tonight,” I whispered in his ear. “And then tell me how objectified you feel—”
“Promise?”
“Quit wasting time. I want you in the car in ten minutes.”
I linked arms with Em and strolled out of the locker room before Mac could say another word.
“How the hell are you going to make it to the beach before you detonate?” Em asked as I opened her door.
“Cross your fingers there are no speed traps.”
Chapter Six
Emily
“Ready to show our hockey star how proud we are of him?” Bash’s eyes met mine in the rearview mirror, and I glanced at Mac.
“If he’s not too tired…”
Mac’s eyes widened, glowing green in the headlights of oncoming traffic, and he untied his pants. “Never been more awake.”
He was yawning before we hit the freeway, but I wasn’t going to argue. We were two hours from the beach, and I had been waiting for Bash to ask this very question.
“In that case, you did such a good job.” I slid my hands past the waistband of his sweatpants and stroked his hard length. I gripped him, feeling how thick he was from our dry spell, and pressed my thighs together to relieve the ache raging through me. I wanted him inside me so badly, but I could be patient.
“You were so hot on the ice tonight,” I whispered, freeing his cock from his pants.
He laced his fingers through my hair, gentle to keep from tangling my curls, and pulled my face to his. With firm, messy kisses, he claimed my mouth while I ran my fingers along all his familiar bumps and ridges.
Panting, he pulled away. “Your hands are magic, Pink.”
“You should see what else I can do.” I smirked, bending down and pulling the length of him into my mouth.
He hissed and clutched my hair. I groaned, vibrating against him as he rocked his hips in rhythm with the bob of my head.
Hearing Mac’s rough moans as he got closer heated my body. I was wasted from the sound of his pleasure alone. I wasn’t sure my guys could get me to leave the hotel room. Once I had both of them to myself for a whole day, I wouldn’t want to do anything else.
“I’m so close,” he ground out, as if I needed a warning.
“Give me all you’ve got,” I said, pulling off him just long enough to talk before plunging my mouth down the length of him.
“Fuck.” His pull on my hair tightened, and he came hard and fast, spilling into my mouth in a furious, hot rush.
