Chapter 44

Wade

Superstar NHL player and Supermodel turned publicist announce engagement

Power couple, Kali Roth and Wade Collins announce engagement in emotional social media post

I look out of the plane window and down at the darkened city below that looks like it's dressed in fairy lights.

"Where are we going?" I glance around the private jet, confused as hell about what Kali has in store for us.

"You'll see."

"You know, I only have one day off." It's New Year's Eve. Having just come off the rink, Kali appeared like magic, informing me I had half an hour to get myself outside, where Max was waiting to take us to the airport. I have tomorrow off and need to be back for the second of January for another afternoon game. This season has been grueling and we have another six months if we manage a deep run in the play-offs. The off-season cannot come soon enough.

"That's why we are taking a private jet there and back again."

"Who owns this?" I ask, running my hands along the cream leather.

"I chartered it."

"I keep telling you how fancy you are. This proves it." But what I do want to know is where we are going. I'm shattered. It was a tough game tonight, one we almost lost. My muscles are aching. I need a nap if Kali wants me to stay awake to welcome the New Year. My eyes already feel heavy.

"How long is the flight?" Ushered through a private hangar, there were no boards to check.

"God, you are very difficult to spring a surprise on." She huffs, unlocking her seatbelt as the signs go off, telling us is it safe to do so.

"I want to know."

"Take a guess."

"New York?"

"Nope, try again."

"Mexico?"

"Too far. Wouldn't be back in time."

"Alaska?"

"Try again."

I rack my brain and randomly take a guess. "Vegas?"

"Yes."

"What are we doing in Vegas?"

"Do you really want to know? It was supposed to be this grand surprise, and you'd be shocked and love me forever…"

"I'll love you forever anyway." I take hold of her hand and run my finger over the black diamond, still giddy that she accepted.

It was possibly the most haphazard proposal of all time, but she said it was perfect and that's all that matters. Surrounded by Kali's family, it was the best Christmas. I felt part of something much bigger than me and like I finally belonged.

We've yet to set a date, but we have agreed this summer sometime if we can squeeze it in between the end and beginning of next season and Kali launching her new talent agency.

"You're going to annoy me all the way there if I don't tell you, aren't you?"

"Yes." She knows me so well.

She swings around in her seat slightly, as if wanting to see my reaction when she tells me. "Okay, you ready?"

"Yes."

"We're celebrating the New Year tonight at the Bellagio and tomorrow night we are going to see My Chemical Romance in concert."

My mouth drops open from shock.

"It's a one-off special reunion. I pulled some strings and arranged to meet them backstage after the gig."

I'm too stunned to speak. Waving her hand over my face, she tries grabbing my attention. "Hello, did your brain go into meltdown?"

"Yes."

"Are you okay?"

"Maybe."

She sits back in her seat and grabs her phone off the table in front of us. "I'll give you a minute for your brain to rewire." She chuckles.

"Does this thing have a bedroom?" I ask finally.

She slaps her phone down on the table. "I thought you'd never ask."

I've never unlocked my seatbelt, hiked her over my shoulder and undressed faster.

Fuck sleep.

I'll sleep when I'm dead.

My feet planted firmly on the ground, I'm watching her sitting on my lap in the mirrored wall opposite the bed on the plane.

Her back to my front, her legs spread wide over mine, my cock buried so deep inside her, I've bottomed out.

I'm not moving my hips; she's not moving hers. It's as if it's the most natural place for my cock to be. We fit together perfectly. Like lock and fucking key.

"You look beautiful." I kiss down the curve of her neck and across her shoulder, moving her long dark locks that's hiding her tits to the side to let me see all of her. I peek over her shoulder and stare at our reflection in the mirror. My heart somersaults in my chest, expanding at the love I feel for this woman who stepped into my life and I never thought I wanted and now somehow never want her to step out of it.

I spread my legs wider, opening her up for me and it's the best view I've seen all day; my cock buried inside her, my balls heavy with the need to thrust into her, but I resist.

"Touch yourself." Moving my hands to the top of her thighs, I drift my fingers over her toned skin, which I know drives her crazy, pouring my love from my fingertips into her.

Resting her head back on my shoulder, her body melts into mine as she stares back at me and slides her fingers between her pussy lips.

"Good girl." She lets out a little whimper when I praise her, which I also know she likes. Hell, she loves everything we do together.

We're so connected it scares me sometimes. I never want these feelings I have for her to end. I don't plan on fucking this up. She's mine forever.

"I need you to move." She pants and glides her fingers over her clit, pulling a moan from her chest as she circles it a little faster.

"Not yet. Let me taste you." I place my fingers around her wrist and remove her hand from her swollen clit. Lifting her fingers to my mouth, I suck, wrapping my tongue around them. I groan when the sweet taste of her hits my tastebuds.

Coating her fingers in my saliva, I push them out of my mouth. "You taste fucking delicious," I tell her, then I drop a small kiss behind her ear. "Now make yourself come, beautiful."

Her pussy walls squeeze my dick and I'm desperate to move, but equally want to tease her for just a little bit longer.

Fingers between her pussy lips, she rubs her clit again, her fingers touching my dick from time to time, making me push up inside of her just a fraction. She responds by circling her hips, grinding herself down onto me and I know if I don't move soon, she's going to lose her goddamn mind. Me too.

Her hardened nipples beg me to touch them, and so I reach up and roll one between my fingertips, then pinch it. I swear she could come from that alone; her nipples are so sensitive these days.

She cries out, "I'm so close, please fuck me."

"Look at me." A wicked grin shapes my mouth as she continues to rub her clit and her eyes lock with mine. "Who do you belong to?"

"You."

I place my hands under her ass and lift her up, sliding her up my dick and back down again. Fuck, I might come too fast. "Only me?"

"Only you. Oh God, I'm so close." Her mouth makes an O shape, her fingers rubbing herself much quicker now.

"Your pussy feels so fucking good, baby. You're so wet for me." I bounce her up and down my dick, her juices coating me, and I know I'm almost there too. "You wanna come?"

"Yes."

"Then come. Now," I demand, as my balls tighten, lifting up into my body as her inner walls clench me hard, pulling the orgasm from my body.

Back bowed, she pushes her shoulders into me as she comes, shaking and quivering as I continue to fuck her through her orgasm and into mine, making me grip her ass cheeks tighter—so hard, I know I'll leave bruises.

"I'm coming." My cock grows harder, the blood rushing to the end of it and I explode, shooting hot ropes of cum inside of her.

Exhausted from the game, from training the past few days, my arms ache, but I continue to glide her up and down my dick until she milks me of every drop.

Panting, out of breath, and in a complete post orgasm haze, I look at us in the mirror. "I love you," I tell her, which makes her lift her head. Flushed face and making the ‘just fucked' look fashionable, she smiles back at me.

"I love you, Wade. More than you'll ever know." She aligns her lips with mine. "I would do anything for you."

"Anything?"

"Yes, anything to keep you safe. Anything to protect you. I would walk through hell for you. Believe me when I say that." Her face falls, turning serious, as if doubting I believe her.

"I do." I know I'm safe with her. It's a deep, unshakable feeling in my bones. "You know I feel the same way about you?"

"That you'd walk through hell for me?"

"Yeah."

"Well, you did visit the animal sanctuary. I know that was hell for you as you don't cope well around furry animals, and have some sort of allergy to cat fur, so yeah, I think that was classed as your hell. You've already been there for me."

It's a stupid allergy I seem to have now that I'm older. Fuck knows when it started, but my eyes were on fire, swollen and bloodshot by the time we left the place.

"I would do it again." I don't want to but would for her.

"Walk through cat hell for me?"

"Anything for you," I say, making her smile

I look into the mirror, and she follows my gaze to where I'm still buried inside of her. My cock stretching her pussy, our combined cum running out of her.

She lifts herself off me, wobbling a bit as she does, but steadying herself with her long legs on the floor below. Reaching down, she pushes her fingers into her pussy and before I realize what she's doing, she's sucking her fingers into her mouth and licking our combined orgasms off her fingers, taking her time to savor the taste.

"Fuck me, you're so dirty, baby." My cock twitches, eager to go again.

"Just the way you like me."

"My nasty Icon."

"Only for you." She positions her hand back down between us and wraps her soft hand around my cum covered dick that's already thickened, ready for more. Slowly, she glides her hand up and down it. "Ready for round two, Wade?"

"I was born ready, beautiful."

"You were born wild, Mr. Collins," she teases.

"I'm only wild for you." Feral more like. I move us so I can lay her back on the mattress and push myself inside her again.

"Just the way I like it." Her back arching off the mattress, she cries out in pleasure.

Then that's how it will be. I'll be wild for her. Always.