Chapter 18

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

GEMMA

When I wake, I decide no more. My father can go to hell. I'm struggling to accept that it was him all along. My own father. He wasn't much of one. Enough is enough! I have a sexy man sleeping besides me.

Sometime during the night, I turned over and slept on my stomach, while Dario is fast asleep on his back. Arms and legs spread, looking good enough to eat.

With that thought, my eyes drift down to his semi-hard cock. I've never seen a guy shave his groin before. Dario's skin is smooth and soft to the touch. His whole package is impressive, so much so that I'm surprised he's never hurt me with his size.

The silver piercing glistens at me the more I stare. Unable to help myself, I reach out and gently tug at the silver. He moans as his cock hardens. I look at his face, but he's still asleep.

Smiling to myself, I climb into the gap between his legs and lick him from root to tip. I wiggle my tongue around the silver hoop, savoring the cum on my tongue. As I continue to pleasure him, his breathing becomes heavier and more erratic.

The taste of him is intoxicating and I can't resist taking him deeper into my mouth. His body tenses as he finally awakens to the pleasure I'm giving him.

He moans and arches, his hands going to my head. "Gemma," he croaks. "Oh, God! I'm going to come."

I pull back and watch him plop out of my mouth. "Not yet." He pants as I grab him by the base and take him back into my mouth. I take him as deep as I can, feeling him hit the back of my throat. His moans get louder, and I can tell he's close. I continue to move my mouth up and down his length, determined to make him lose control.

His legs start to shake, and that's my signal to take him to the back of my throat, where I hold him and swallow. He lets go with a shudder, his hands gripping the sheets tightly. I look up at him, satisfied with the reaction I've elicited. "You taste so good," I say with a grin before moving to give him a deep kiss.

His hands grab my bottom as he rolls us over. I feel him grow between us, surprised that he's getting hard so soon after coming. I smile against his lips, feeling wanted and eager for more.

His hands explore my body, sending shivers down my spine. He mutters, "I hope I don't have to work hard at the game tonight, because you've knocked me out." He lazily licks my nipple as he slides into my body. "Hmm, I love the way your body responds to me," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. I arch my back to meet his slow, long thrusts. "Hold on to me, sweetheart."

I wrap my arms around him and when he does the same, I get goosebumps. There is not an inch of space between us as he slowly makes love to me. His warm breath tickles my ear as he whispers, "You feel so good." The intensity of our connection grows with each rhythmic slide of his body inside me. The pleasure builds slowly and when we experience release together, it brings tears to my eyes.

"I love you, sweetheart," Dario kisses the tip of my nose and leans his weight against me, our bodies still connected. He buries his face in my neck.

I never get tired of watching Dario on the ice in an empty arena. The team has a spot on the ice for a short practice before tonight's game, and I'm relieved to see that Dario is fully fit. I smile as I catch his gaze, and his lips break into a wide grin, his eyes flashing for me. He's happy. So am I.

Rhodes skates up behind him and slaps him on the head. Dario dances unsteadily, trying to stay on his feet. Rhodes smiles as he skates away, leaving Dario to regain his balance with a playful grimace. I don't miss the rude gesture he gives Rhodes.

Chuckling, I look behind me and see Dodge grinning. "I wish you would sit with me."

He shakes his head. "When your father and his girlfriend are caught, I'll watch a game with you if you want."

"I do. It'll be fun." I raise my eyebrows and wave to Levi when I notice him directly across from us.

"You look better today. Not so down," Dodge observes.

I feel myself blush and notice Dodge's raised eyebrow. I clear my throat. "Even though my father is still out there, I feel like a weight has been lifted.

I know where the threat is coming from now. And I refuse to let it ruin what is good in my life."

His gaze sweeps across the arena, but he says, "That's the best way to look at it. I understand that your guard is up, but the best thing to do is to keep going. Do not let them win."

I nod in agreement, grateful for Dodge's understanding and support. As his words linger in my mind, I feel a new drive to stand strong and not let the threat overtake me. Besides, Dario is on my mind so much that I was shocked I could move when we finally got out of bed.

I turn to face the ice, so Dodge doesn't see my flushed face and watch Dario move. He has a solid, powerful body. His thighs are sexy as he glides across the ice. The way his shoulders move as he dodges another opponent. He has moves. And those movements make me react in a way that I must control because my mind is back in the bedroom with my hands and mouth on his naked body. I swallow hard and keep my eyes on him. I admire his grace and skill and feel a surge of pride knowing he's all mine.

There must be something in my gaze, because when he looks over, his eyes go wide, and he stumbles. I love the look on his face as he narrows his eyes and waggles his finger at me. I giggle and enjoy the moment.

"You've got him wrapped around your little finger," Dodge chuckles.

"I think it might be the other way around."

Dario avoids looking at me for the rest of the workout, which I find amusing. When he finishes, he returns my gaze with a slight smile, his eyes softening. I feel warmth in my chest.

With Dario by my side, I can do anything.