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Blake
The night became a blur of laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses as we threw back shots. Cobras' ownership had thrown an epic party, turning one of the arena's specialty function rooms into a wild celebration that had spilled out into the hallways and everywhere else in the arena. Someone said that Walker was on the ice with some girl, with nothing but a sock over his cock.
It was that kind of night.
I was definitely feeling it, my cheeks flushed and my laughter easy and carefree. Ari was equally intoxicated and we were currently making a very unstealthy escape from the ruckus…so we could fuck. Holding hands, we navigated through the maze of tipsy players, staff, and fans, our laughter bubbling up as we tried to stay upright. The music from the party grew fainter with each step, and soon, we found ourselves in a quieter hallway.
Ari leaned against the wall, his trademark grin on full display. He’d lost his shirt somewhere along the way and I took him in, admiring for a second the Blake tattoo etched across his sculpted chest.
He looked so ridiculously hot. I could feel my body softening from just staring at him, my pussy getting wet and ready to be fucked. I wanted him any way I could have him.
“Is my baby feeling needy?” he purred as he pushed me against the wall.
I nodded as I slowly pulled up my jersey, but Ari grabbed my hand before I could get it off.
"I want to take you just in this," he whispered gruffly, and I nodded, shivering in anticipation. His hands reached under the hem of the jersey and pulled down my leggings, taking my thong with them. I held onto his shoulders as I stepped out of the clothes, the cool air making me well aware I was naked from the waist down. His gaze took me in and he pulled me towards him, grabbing my chin and angling my face as he pressed a hot, searing kiss on my lips.
My fingers dragged down his chest, and he bit down on my bottom lip as my nails sank into his skin. The hand that had been holding my jaw trailed down, holding onto my neck in a possessive, erotic grip while his other hand covered my breast through the jersey, gently squeezing and kneading at it. He leaned towards me, his hot tongue licking along the shell of my ear.
"All mine," he growled as his lips moved down my skin, stopping on my pulse point where he gently licked and sucked at my flesh.
"Ari," I whimpered.
"Shhh, sunshine. That’s a good girl. I'm going to take such good care of you."
I heard something then, as Ari’s tongue continued to slide across my skin, a slow, exquisite torture I never wanted to end.
Turning my head towards the direction of the sound, I froze because one of the last people on earth I would've expected was standing at the end of the hall, staring at us.
It was Clark.
He’d still been texting me constantly, but I’d blocked his number—for real. I didn't want anything to do with the past. The therapist that I’d started going to had helped me work through the guilt I felt when it came to Clark. I didn’t have to stay with someone out of guilt. I could understand that now thanks to weekly sessions. Clark may have been my past, but Ari was my pastandmy future.
Clark's gaze glittered in the darkness, and maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just that I was tired of reminders from a past I’d finally let go.
But I didn't tell Ari he was there.
I suddenly wanted to make a point, just like Ari would have wanted.
That I didn’t belong to my past or my guilt or anything else.
I belonged to Ari.
And I was all about that.
I didn't say anything as Ari turned me around and bent me forward so my ass was presented to him.
I didn't say anything as he lined our bodies up, slowly rolling his hard cock through my folds, getting the shaft nice and wet. His hand slid between my legs, massaging my clit with the perfect amount of pressure.
"Mine," he murmured as his other hand fucked into my core. "This cunt. It's ruined me."
I grabbed his dick. “Mine,” I said back, my tone confident and possessive... His gaze lit up with amusement. I glanced at Clark over Ari’s shoulder, so he would know that I meant it. His face was pale and shocked…and devastated.
I closed my eyes as Ari’s fingers pressed and rubbed at that spot inside me, and I came on his talented hands, arching and moving against him like we were fucking already.
