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She rolled her eyes at how he avoided the question, yet again. “Talk tomorrow?”

“Absolutely. Night, gorgeous.”

“Night,” she said sweetly, before blowing him a kiss and hanging up.

It had been the first time they hadn’t ended the night with at least one orgasm each and she found she didn’t care that much. There was pleasure in just talking to him, listening to his concerns had reminded her that while he may do all the right things to her body and he looked like a fantasy created by a very talented artist, he was, in fact, a real person.

CHAPTER 19

NATHAN

Nathan had received confirmation that his brother would be moving into his place during the All-Star break. Ideal and totally inconvenient at the same time. Before he’d suggested the living arrangements, he’d imagined spending the entire break between Octavia’s legs in every single room. Now he wasn’t sure how he was going to manage having her over with him there.

Emma had assured him that Scottie hadn’t seen the interview since they were having dinner before the game. She relayed that Scottie had, however, commented on how Nathan needed to stop taking shots from just outside the face-off circle because his average was a very specific percentage she couldn’t remember. Then she had given him a list of exercises Scottie was enjoying along with ones he despised, and Nathan had spent most of the flight home scrolling through sites selling various physiotherapy equipment.

As the plane touched down in Toronto, the weariness of the team practically sucked all the oxygen from the cabin. They’d come home with a winning record, only having lost one game to the league’s last place team. Typical, he’d thought while sitting in the dressing room after the game, recalling how their coach had waxed poetically about how they’d have at least one easy win on this trip. They hadn’t just lost to San Jose, they’d been buried by them.

“Alright boys, optional skate tomorrow afternoon, but I don’t actually want to see anyone there.”

“Karina would murder me if I left the house tomorrow.” Sami laughed as he stuffed his laptop into his bag. “Her mother is taking the twins tonight.” He popped his eyebrows at Nathan who groaned. He was fine with knowing the guys had sex lives, but he didn’t love hearing about them, especially when he knew their partner.

“Well, have fun tonight and I assume spending the day with the kids tomorrow.” Nathan shouldered his bag and walked out behind Sami.

“You seeing your woman?”

His woman, fuck he loved thinking of her like that.

“She’s at my place right now,” he confirmed. At least he hoped she still was. He’d told her the flight had been delayed and she’d just said okay.

When he walked into his place thirty minutes later, it was dark and he felt the disappointment creep in thinking she hadn’t stuck around. But then he walked into his bedroom to find her sound asleep, a book still in her hand. He put his stuff down as quietly as he could, eyes trained on her while he tore off his clothes, leaving his briefs in place. After he quickly brushed his teeth, he slid the book out of her hand and placed it on the nightstand before slipping into bed next to her. The minute he touched her she rolled into him, releasing a little hum in the process, making his cock take notice.

He willed it to behave, to just let him hold Octavia without being that guy who wakes up his partner at some godforsaken hour because he’s horny. Luckily, his body’s desire for sleep was more powerful than its desire for sex and he relaxed as he breathed Octavia in, welcoming the exhaustion that quickly dragged him under.

Nathan smelled coffee and…muffins? He opened his eyes to muffled sounds coming from outside his bedroom. The faucet turned on and then off again. A soft giggle and a scoff followed. He looked at the clock on the bedside table and saw it was 9:00 a.m., two hours later than he usually got up. Throwing the blankets off, he padded quietly out to the kitchen.

Octavia was leaning back against the island, eyes trained on her phone and smiling at whatever she was looking at. She was wearing a pair of his sweatpants and one of the basic white team t-shirts they got in their season welcome kit every year. Everything was several sizes too big for her, but he’d never seen her look sexier.

Her head snapped up when he moved toward her, her smile growing bigger, and he watched in delight as she slammed her phone down and launched herself at him.

“Fuck, you look good in my clothes.” He growled as their lips met, his hands cupping her ass as her ankles hooked around his lower back. “I never want to see you in anything else.” He sucked her plump bottom lip into his mouth, earning a desperate little whimper that went straight to his cock.

“Okay.” She sighed, grinding herself needily along his length. “Need you. Been too long. So wet.” She moaned between kisses.

“Where?” Nathan asked.

“Here, there, any-fucking-where just get inside me,” she pleaded, tightening her thighs and making his legs nearly give out.

Nathan set her down on the first available spot, which happened to be the counter, and then wasted no time pulling off her pants.

“Jesus, Autumn girl, look how wet these are,” he said in awe, holding them up for her to see.

She smiled wickedly at him and spread her legs, momentarily freezing him with the view he’d been craving for days. “I’ve been thinking about you fucking me since I woke up two hours ago.”

He hauled her hips to the edge and ran his fingers lazily along her slit before bringing them to her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked his fingers inside, her eyes never straying from his as her tongue swirled around them. “What do you taste like, baby?”

“Need and obsession.” She practically whined, hooking her heel around him and pulling him into her. “I taste like I haven’t had you inside of me in two fucking weeks.”

Nathan pushed his briefs down until his cock sprang free. “Guess I better fill that needy pussy then, eh?”