38. Hayden

Cassidy doesn"t know it,but after the game I slipped one of the arena"s clean-up crew some cash to stay out of one of the upper sections of seats—all so I can play out a fantasy I've had since I met her.

When she showed up in Morozov"s sweater tonight, I almost lost my shit. She knew exactly what that jersey meant and what seeing her in it did to me. But now that we"re alone? It's my turn to remind her I own her ass.

That no one else gets to touch her, not in this life. Not in the next.

She"s going to get a taste of what it means to wear me on her body, inside and out.

I lead her up the stairs and into the empty section, where I pull her down into one of the seats. Thank fuck she"s wearing a skirt. That"s going to make this easier.

"What are we doing here?" she asks, looking around at the empty space.

"You"ll see," I say, grinning as I pull off my suit jacket and toss it over the back of the seat next to us. Then, I reach for her hips and tug her into my lap so she"s straddling me.

"Hayden," she gasps, but I cut her off with a dirty kiss, stealing not just her breath but her will to resist. Her fingers dig into my hair as I fuck her with my tongue, tasting every inch of her mouth until she"s grinding on me, her body begging for my dick.

I pull back, panting as I look at her, licking the taste of her off my lips. "I"m going to fuck you right here," I rasp, "so that every time I play in this arena, I get to replay the memory of you screaming my name. Hearing it echo across the ice. I want you to scream it loud enough that you never forget the only name that belongs on your body."

Her eyes widen and her cheeks flush as she looks around again. Every nerve in her body is on high alert, likely anticipating the inevitability of someone discovering us. But I give no fucks. I want to leave our imprint here, a memory that'll never fade.

Let them listen. Let them watch.

I hike her skirt up her hips, but she"s wearing some sort of tights underneath. I"m too impatient to pull them down and off, so I rip through the thin material with a growl. She gasps, but then moans when my fingers shove her panties aside and find her clit already slippery. I groan as I slide two fingers inside her. "You feel that, Princess? How your body craves me?"

She nods, biting her bottom lip as she grinds down on my hand.

"Good," I say, pulling my fingers out of her and reaching for my zipper. My dick is already hard and ready for her. It springs free as soon as I get my pants open and my boxers pulled down just enough to let it out. "Now sit on my dick."

She lifts and sinks down onto me, and inch by inch, the heat of her sucks me in. There"s no thought in her head but me. No bullshit reminder to put on a condom.

It"s perfect.

I grip her hips with a bruising force and thrust up into her tight, wet pussy until she"s bouncing on my lap, her tits bouncing underneath the sweater with my name on it. Her hands grip the back of my seat as she rides me like she was born to do it.

When she comes, it"s fucking beautiful. Her head falls back, her hair tumbling down her back as she moans my name loud enough to echo across the ice below us. It"s enough to send me over the edge too, and I come inside of her, filling her up with everything I have.

She collapses against me, panting and sweaty, and I wrap my arms around her waist as I catch my breath. My dick"s still hard inside of her and when she shifts, I groan. "Don"t move yet," I tell her, tightening my grip.

If she's not already pregnant, I want to keep my cum inside of her as long as possible to help it do its job.

She laughs, but then leans back so she can look down at me. Her eyes are soft and warm as she reaches up to brush a strand of hair off my forehead. "You"re crazy, Hayden Vaughn."

I grin at her. "I"m straight up insane for you."

She rolls her eyes and then leans forward to kiss me again. This time it"s slow and sweet and I lose myself in everything Cassidy. The world disappears, and it's just her and me in this bubble I never want to leave. When she finally pulls back, she looks down between us where we"re still joined. "We should probably clean up and get to the bar."

"Probably." I know she"s right, but I don't want to take my dick out of her. If I could live inside of her like this, I would. I'd give up everything to make her my home. "But first..." I pull out my phone and open the camera app, handing it to her, needing to preserve this moment so later when I think back on it, I"ll be able to look at her messy hair, swollen lips, and relaxed smile and know I did that to her. "Take a picture for me?"

Her cheeks flush as she takes it from me and holds it up, angling it so it gets both of us in the frame. I grunt as her pussy clenches around me when she moves to get the perfect shot. We're framed on the screen with a hint of the ice behind us. She snaps the photo, then hands me back my phone.

I look down at the screen and my stomach drops like I"m on a rollercoaster as I stare at us together. Or maybe those are butterflies. We look damn good, and our kids are going to be pretty as hell. "Perfect," I tell her, dropping a peck onto her lips before lifting her off me and tugging her panties back into place.

I slap her on the ass as I pull down her skirt and then tuck myself back into my pants. "Can"t do anything about your tights, Princess. Sorry."

We both know I"m not sorry.

That flash of irritation sparks in her eyes, the one I love so much, and she opens her mouth no doubt to tell me off, but the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs has us both freezing.

"Shit," Cassidy whispers, jumping up from my lap and smoothing down her skirt. She looks around for somewhere to hide, but there"s nowhere for either of us to go.

I stand up and grab her hand, pulling her behind me as we make a run for the exit. We get to the top of the stairs before whoever it is reaches the seats where we were just fucking like animals. We"re both laughing as we race down the stairs and out into the hallway where we stop to catch our breath. "That was too damn close," Cassidy says, breathing hard but grinning as she leans against me.

"Yeah, but it was worth it." I wrap my arm around her waist and lead her back toward the locker room so I can grab my shit and head out. Knowing my teammates, after a win like tonight, no doubt they"re going to be rowdy as fuck at The Sin Bin, and I know she"ll want to be there to keep an eye on things.

Me? I just want to celebrate with my girl.

She"s the reason I feel like I've won everything.