Epilogue

EPILOGUE

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I walk through the front door of the hockey house. Today was the last day of exams for fall semester and Finn and I are planning on cooking a celebratory meal, among other things.

“She’s here,” Ruby shouts the second I walk through the door. The house is cleaner than usual and candles are scattered everywhere.

“What’s going on?” I ask Ruby.

“Come this way, fair lady,” she invites with a weird accent.

“Are you high?” I laugh.

“Not funny,” she retorts. As athletes on the track team, we obviously stay away from drugs. We also get tested regularly. She pulls me along to the kitchen. Most of the lights are off and it smells absolutely delicious.

“Finn, what have you done?” I palm my cheeks. The table is covered with a white table cloth. There is a single red rose in a vase and long candlesticks are lit, giving the room a romantic ambiance.

“I made you dinner,” he says. I run into his arms and kiss him. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me flush with his body.

“Okay, I see you guys have it from here,” Ruby announces as she backs away and leaves the kitchen. “Guys, time to head out?” I hear her say from the other room.

I break the kiss with Finn and give him a questioning look. “What is going on?”

“They’re all going to have dinner at Fair Shot,” he answers.

“The axe throwing place?” I ask.

Finn nods. “Briar and Annie are meeting them there. They figured we may want some alone time now that I can have my way with you,” he says, burying his head in my neck. Goosebumps erupt on my skin as Finn spreads kisses along my nape, moving my sweater to the side so he can access my collarbone. “I missed this.”

“I don’t know how we didn’t break,” I admit with my head tilted to the side, allowing him better access as my fingers run through his unkempt hair.

He swings me around and then lifts me on the counter. He stands between my legs.

I’m wearing a plaid skirt and I have dark blue stockings on. “I liked it better when you didn’t have the tights on. Gave me easy access,” he teases, nibbling my ear.

I am so hot and horny for him; I jump off the counter and begin to tug my stockings off.

“Take the panties off too,” he orders.

“I’m not wearing panties. When I wear tights it’s too many layers, so I forgo underwear,” I explain.

He lifts me back on the counter with my skirt still on. “Spread your legs, Charlie.”

It isn’t a question. I turn around to see if someone could walk in. I still hear everyone at the door.

“Are you crazy?” I ask him.

“I’m hungry, now spread them,” he urges. He has two flames inside his green eyes that looks more like gold flecks in this lighting.

I do as he says, and he drops to his knees, his face comes to exactly where I have been dreaming it would be, straight at the apex of my thighs.

He takes his finger and separates my folds and then he dips a finger inside me.

“You’re so wet,” he groans. “Fuck, Charlie you feel so good. Have you been getting yourself off without me?”

I nod. “To thoughts of you, Finn,” I confess, unable to think coherently.

He growls and it’s so guttural and sexy as his head descends between my thighs. I’m so turned on that I hold on to his head as his tongue laps at my most sensitive parts. Finn’s hands come up and he places them on my behind, pulling me even closer to his tongue. My eyes roll back as I palm the counter for support.

He sticks a finger inside me. I moan loudly, unhinged by his ministrations. Somewhere in the back of my mind I hear Cade saying, “Fuck, they didn’t even make it to dinner.”

For the past two weeks Finn hasn’t been discreet about counting down the days when he could have me. He’s made it clear to the guys that if they didn’t want to hear our fuckfest then they better leave the house.

“Finn, I’m going to come. Oh my, that feels so good. Too much.” My mind is whirling with my impending orgasm.

“Come for me, Charlie, I missed this pretty pussy. Fuck, it’s so swollen, so good,” he murmurs.

“Don’t stop,” I mewl, holding on to his head.

That’s all it takes for me to fall over the edge. And by fall, I mean I literally lose my balance and fall off the counter, but Finn is holding me and he lays me flat on our kitchen floor as he goes to town eating me out. I lose myself in the intensity. I’m flying high somewhere between ecstasy and fantasy.

When I come down, I am a panting mess. My pussy is swollen and all I want to do is rip Finn’s clothes off. Which is what I do as I sit up on the floor and whip off the waffle Henley he is wearing. I make quick work of ripping off his jeans and pushing them off his ass.

“You seriously have the best ass,” I say, giving it a good squeeze. That makes him laugh.

“You’re an ass girl. Good to know,” he teases.

“Oh no, I’m an everything you have girl,” I clarify. “I love your cock,” I say, pushing him onto his back.

“Fuck I want inside you,” he groans. His cock is rock-hard and standing to attention.

I take off the cropped shirt I’m wearing, leaving me in a bra.

“Take off the bra too,” Finn orders.

I reach back and allow my breasts to spill out of the bra.

“You are so damned beautiful,” Finn says as he takes each of my breasts in his hands.

He tweaks my nipples and I cry out. I am spread-eagle on him.

“Fuck, we need a condom,” I say because I was literally about to sit on his perfect dick without one.

“I have one in the pocket of my jeans.” He twists to grab his jeans and he takes a condom out of his pocket.

“Were you that sure you were getting laid?” I ask, laughing since we’ve been counting down the days together. At one point we thought about FaceTime sex, but we didn’t want to break the rules so I was stuck with my fingers and he was stuck with his hand.

“Yesss,” he hisses.

I take the condom. “Let me do the honors.”

“He’s all yours, baby.” He grins.

I rip the wrapper with my mouth.

“Someone’s eager.” Finn laughs.

“You have no idea,” I say as I roll it over his cock. “I really hate inflating your ego, but I’ve never seen such a big cock before.”

“One of the things I love most about you is your honesty.” He laughs.

I laugh too and when I direct his cock inside me and seat myself on him, we groan together in pure ecstasy. I am so hot for him, riding him fast and hard as he grips my ass and helps me ride him faster. Both of us are in top shape but he pushes me to my maximum, as I cry out and ride him hard, prolonging my orgasm as he spills inside me. I finally fall on his chest and he holds me in his arms and buries his face in my neck, inhaling me.

“Are you sniffing me?” I ask, pulling away because he was making me ticklish.

“I missed your scent,” he admits.

“I missed your cock,” I reply.

“I that all you missed?” he asks, looking vulnerable. It’s a side of Finn I’m only learning now. A side that didn’t receive love from his parents and so he is sometimes unsure of how I truly feel, but I show him every day. We may not have been having sex but there are different ways to show love.

“I missed all of you. I missed us being connected in this way, of being close, of having our naked skin touching each other, I missed feeling the beat of your heart,” I explain, palming his chest where his heart is.

“I missed you too, baby,” he says kissing me. “Should we have dinner and go for round two? I made Italian,” he says.

“I thought we were going to cook together,” I say to him because I love those moments too, when it’s Finn and me cooking and talking about our day.

“I figured we would never actually make the food if we were cooking together and by how fast you came, I was right. I got home early and made a quick chicken parmigiana and spaghetti in a marinara sauce.”

“That sounds delicious. I’m starved.”

“Why are your eyes glowing? Are you starved for food or me?” Finn asks.

“You,” I admit. “Since we are in the kitchen, I was thinking I could hold on to the counter and you could take me from behind.”

“Fuck yeah,” he agrees, and we slowly get up off the hard cold kitchen floor.

“I think my knees will be bruised from this floor,” I say to him.

“Sorry, baby, I planned on taking you on the counter, but when you fell it was kind of unplanned.”

“That’s your fault for eating pussy so well.” I smack his chest. We both stand.

“Take off the skirt. If I’m taking you from behind, I want to be able to see your ass.”

“Oh, Mr. Heaton, are you an ass man?” I drawl.

His eyes glimmer. “Call me Mr. Heaton again.”

“Mr. Heaton.” He gives my ass a good smack that I feel right between my legs. Then he reaches his hand around my waist and dips his fingers inside my pussy.

“Fuck, you’re so wet and tight.”

I moan and push my hips into his able fingers. He rubs my clit then slips his fingers inside me in a torturous rhythm as I build and build. When I get close, he removes his fingers and licks them. “Fucking sweet.”

“Hey,” I protest.

“You’re coming on my cock,” he demands, and he reaches into his pocket and pulls out another condom. He sheathes his cock.

“How many condoms do you have in there?” I ask curiously.

“Five,” he answers as he guides himself inside me, filling me to the hilt. He’s so big and he makes me feel so full.

We both groan from the connection as Finn’s fingers dig into my hips and he begins to move. I hold on to the counter, pushing back into him, while causing the friction between us to feel so painfully good.

“Someone was overeager,” I pant.

“I plan on using every one tonight.”

“I’m in, but I may not be able to feel my vagina tomorrow.”

“Fuck, Charlie, you’re so tight,” Finn growls and when I turn my head to really look at him, I see the pure ecstasy on his face. I lose my train of thought as I fall into the sensations of our lovemaking.

“Fuck me harder, Finn,” I urge and he plows into me deeper, harder. He is filling me so much, stretching me in the best way as I come undone for him.

“Fuck yes,” he groans as he spills inside me and we fall over the edge together.

Another

Finn

The rest of the semester went by in a blur. I spent Christmas in New York with Willow. Charlie and her dad came along and we had a great time hanging out in the city.

Even though Charlie stayed on helping the team on a part-time basis as social media coordinator, she did it on a voluntary basis so she was just a student helping out the team. It had been Alice’s idea to keep her close. She also introduced Charlie to some GMs from the NHL and told them to keep their eyes open for her the following year, after she wins a gold medal at the Olympics.

Charlie had planned to move out of the hockey house after Christmas. Campbell Hall had undergone a major renovation after all the water damage, but I convinced her to stay in the hockey house. Ruby had her own bedroom since I moved all of Charlie’s things to my room. Having Charlie in my arms every night, except for when we travelled, was a dream. She no longer travelled with the team since she wasn’t an official employee.

I signed an early contract with the Pennsylvania Pistons. As per Charlie’s usual, she wanted me to sign the contract that was best for me. She said we would make it work. Truth is, I had some reservations about signing a contract. I applied to graduate school at Riverside U and I was accepted to do my master’s in a biomedical lab. After speaking with Charlie, we agreed that it made the most sense for me to go to the NHL. The salary is phenomenal and it’s money we could use to start our life together.

Now I’m in Eugene, Oregon on the Hayward Field for the Team USA tryouts. Charlie is here with the team from Riverside U. There are three females and one male.

Charlie is about to compete, and I am sitting in the audience ready to cheer her on. The shot goes off and Charlie charges forward. There are only twenty-two women competing right now. The twenty-two men competing have their competitions running at different times.

“Go, Charlie,” I cheer. Right now, she is in third. My heart is pumping fast as I watch her legs move with such grace. She is swift and strong. She’s been working toward this all year.

I can’t sit down as I watch my girl giving it her best. “Fuck yes.” She passes the finish line in second place. She came in first yesterday in the five hundred meter. I just know in my heart of hearts she is going to make it. The competitions will last ten days and then Charlie and I will be headed to the Bahamas for some R and R we both deserve. I have part of the summer off before preseason training begins and I plan on spending every minute I have with Charlie, knowing that when the season starts I won’t be able to see her as much as I want.

I find her after the competition. She’s tired and her bones are a bit achy.

“You did amazing,” I tell her.

She frowns.

“What’s wrong, baby?” I ask.

“Before we came here this was just a dream. Now it’s real. It’s happening, Finn, and I am overwhelmed. It’s the Olympics,” she says. I get her worry. Sometimes I have to pinch myself about playing in the NHL, and the Olympics is so much bigger.

“It’s normal to be overwhelmed, but this is you living out your dreams. You’ll remember it the rest of your life. And I’ll be there to cheer you on,” I assure her.

“You mean you’ll come to Brussels with me?” she asks of next summer.

“Baby, you’re my heart. I’ll be wherever, you are.”

That eases her tension. We leave the field and head back to our hotel, where we enjoy a quiet dinner. Then we head back to our room that has an oversized tub and I fill it up with hot water and some lavender oil that Charlie brought with her.

As she soaks in the tub, I massage her feet.

“Mmm, that feels so good. What is it about foot massages?” she asks, her head leaning against the tub. Her eyes closed.

“It’s all the nerves in the feet. They say they are somehow connected to other parts of your body,” I explain, using my knuckles to rub the arch of her foot.

“Oh! That’s good.”

“Baby, if you continue to make those kinds of noises then I am going to stop massaging your feet, and I’m going to join you in that tub and your relaxing will end,” I warn.

“That isn’t a threat, Finn. I need you,” she says. “All that stress today made me super horny. I’ve heard the Olympic Village is all just a bunch of horny athletes.”

“Then it’s good I plan on coming with you to Brussels. I’ll give you as many orgasms as you need.”

I quickly strip off my T-shirt, shorts, and boxers. I make a splash as I enter the bath.

“Come here, baby,” I pull her onto my lap, and she spread-eagles. Since she is on birth control, we stopped using condoms. She directs my cock inside her and begins to rock.

“I fucking love being inside you.” I have my arms around her waist and my face is level with her breasts. I lick her nipples and then suck on them. Charlie picks up the pace, rocking on my cock and squeezing me tight.

“That’s it, baby. You take what you need,” I tell her.

She rocks harder. Faster. She places her hands on my shoulders and uses me for leverage. Her cries grow louder as the water splashes out of the tub. She goes off like a rocket and she sets me off. I fill her to the hilt as she sucks my cock with her sweet pussy.

She falls limp, burying her head in my neck as I hold her close to me.

“I love you, Finn.”

“I love you too, Charlie, but why do you sound worried?”

“I’m worried we won’t have enough time together with our crazy schedules. I don’t want to grow apart,” she shares.

“Funny, because that’s what I told you before I signed with Pennsylvania and what did you say?” I ask, reminding her.

“I told you that a love like ours is once in a lifetime and nothing will keep me apart from you,” she repeats with a smile that makes her green eyes glow.

“Does that still stand?” I ask.

“Always.”

“Always,” I repeat.

She sighs.

“Feel better now?” I ask. I am still buried inside her and I have her wet breasts in my face.

“Much.”

I lift us both out of the water and she shrieks, “Finn, put me down.”

“I’m taking you to bed.” I laugh.

“We are both sopping wet.” I grab two large towels off the rack and walk them over to the bed. I throw them open with one hand, while Charlie has her legs wrapped around me.

Then I lean on the bed. “I love you.” I kiss her lips.

She palms my cheeks and looks me in the eyes, and I see what she means by those words. “I love you too, baby. Now and forever.”