Page 17 of Breakneck Hockey


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As long as he hasn’t blocked me, I’ve got a direct line to him.

Me

Meet me at my place.

I include the address.

I see that he’s read it immediately. Things look good. The little dots appear just as fast. And, fuck. I have damn butterflies in my stomach as well as my dick.

Kitten

No. I’m also SO not at your beck and call, Sutter. I never should have given you my number. Fuck off.

Guess he’s gonna play hard to get. I’ve never had to chase anyone before. Could be fun.

Me

I wanna tie you up and fuck you so bad, kitten. C’mon, I’ll make it good.

Every time I tied a bowline knot at camp, I thought about that knot holding his wrists together for me. Casey spread out underneath me. Helpless and mine for the taking.

Kitten

Fuck. Off. Sutter.

He’s not even trying. He’s usually a lot more creative than that.

Me

Arms above your head. Legs open wide. Your cock at my mercy. I’ll swallow it down my hot mouth. You can even fuck it if you want. Get what I’m saying, Alderchuck? I’m willing to choke on your cock, you fucking lucky asshole.

Kitten

You’re such a cocky motherfucker.

I wait.

Kitten

Fine. I should be off around four. But Sutter? I’d much rather be the one choking on your massive dick.

Fucking dammit. I think I have to concede this round to him.

Idrag Alderchuck into my condo by the collar of his shirt, slam the door shut, and lock all six of the extra locks I installed personally after moving in here. Alderchuck lifts a judge-y eyebrow, I push him against the fucking wall and ravage his mouth.

Fuck.

Fuuuuck.

This is what I wanted. Craved. Needed. He tastes so fucking good. Is that … is that watermelon? How does a person taste like sweet watermelon? I dunno, but I’m gonna taste the fuck out of him. My lips crush his, and I shove my tongue so far into his mouth he should be gagging on it, but he’s not. He can take me, my roughness, whatever the fuck comes out of my mouth, and give it right back. I inhale him, and it’s mostly his musky man scent, but I catch a hint of … French fries?

“Why do you smell like a restaurant, Alderchuck?”

“I work in a pub. I told you I wanted to shower first, but you said—and I quote—the dirtier the better.”

I did say that. I thought he was trying to get out of coming. I’d also been waiting, growing more desperate by the second.

Know what? I wouldn’t give a fuck if he smelled like a sewer right now, I need to sink my dick in him. Besides, French fries are delicious.

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