12. Courtney

COURTNEY

I standin the family section of the rink, waiting on Zack to come out of the locker room. My nerves are on high alert after the game the guys just played. That, coupled with what"s about to come for the rest of the weekend, and I swear I could catch something on fire with the electricity flowing through my veins.

The door opens and I hold my breath, waiting to see who emerges. I blow my breath out when it isn"t him. The guy walks straight past the small group of people waiting, mostly wives and girlfriends. A few of the women have kids with them. The door opens again, and a few of them trickle out this time, Zack being one of them. He shoots me a wink as he walks over to me, stopping inches from me. "Hi, sweetheart," he greets, leaning in and pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth. "Ready to get out of here?"

"Yes," I breathily answer.

He slips my hand into his and links our fingers together. The butterflies that have taken up a home in my stomach are in full flutter mode as we walk out of the rink, hand in hand.

"You had a great game tonight," I tell him as we walk to his truck.

"I promised you a goal, and I deliver on my promises," he states. The deep timbre of his voice sends chills down my spine and right to my core that is more than ready for him.

I giggle—fucking giggle like I"m a schoolgirl—at his words. When we make it to his truck, before he reaches around me to open the door, he presses me up against it and captures my lips with his own.

I fist his dress shirt, holding him close as we kiss against his truck.

"Get a room," someone calls out before whistling as they walk past.

"Fuck off," Zack calls back as he chuckles. "Let"s get out of here. I need you naked sooner rather than later."

The drive to Zack"s place feels like it only takes seconds. We don"t talk much, but the silent conversation between us is loud in my mind. The way his hand cups my thigh and the slight touch of his thumb as it moves back and forth across my sensitive skin have my body ready to combust. I know I"m going to embarrass myself with how quickly I come once we"re naked and in bed together.

Zack pulls into his garage and shuts off the truck. "Are you okay?" he asks. "Awfully quiet."

"I"m great, just the anticipation of tonight."

He reaches over and turns my chin so I"m looking at him. His eyes are so caring, and I could easily get lost in them if I don"t look away. "We can take things slow. If all you want to do is cuddle fully clothed, then that"s what we"ll do," he says, and I know he"d stick to that if that"s what I wanted.

"I"m good. Can we go inside? I"d like to kiss you some more."

He reaches over and opens the driver's door and slips out of the truck. I follow suit from the passenger side. We meet at the front of the truck. He leans down and plants a kiss on my lips but quickly pulls away. He leads me inside his house. It feels so different to be walking in, knowing that we"re all alone. No kids to interrupt. Nothing holding us back except our own self-doubts.

"Can I get you anything? A drink? Some food?" Zack offers.

"I"m good. I had dinner at the rink. I do, however, need to use the restroom. The pop I had was huge."

"Of course. You know where it is down the hall," Zack says, and I turn for the hallway. After closing the door, I lean against it for a second, sucking in a deep breath. I"m so ready for this weekend, but now that it"s here, the nerves are high. We had that one night that was so spontaneous, but there"s something about knowing that nothing stands between us and sex. Sex changes things—sometimes for the better, and sometimes for the worse.

I push off the door and quickly do my business. I"m washing my hands when there"s a soft knock on the door. "You okay in there?" Zack asks.

I open the door and give him a smile. "Yep, all done."

"Let me see your shirt," Zack says. He reaches for the jean jacket I had on over the shirt and pulls the sides away so he can see the entire design. I"d been scrolling through Instagram a couple of weeks ago when I saw a wife from another player"s pictures. She"d tagged the girl who made some custom shirts, and I reached out to see how much they were. She had lots of options to pick from, so I splurged and ordered one. I hadn"t told Zack about it and wanted to surprise him with it. It has the team"s logo in a graffiti style, along with Zack"s number hidden all within the design. On the back, it has his last name across the top and his number in a large matching font. "Where"d you get this?" he asks, his eyes filled with awe.

"I special ordered it. Want to see the back?" I ask. He helps take off my jacket, and I spin around, showing him the back.

"Seeing my name and number on your back is the sexiest thing you could have worn tonight," he says as he closes the space between us and presses his front to my back. He slides my hair off my neck, and his lips find the open space.

I tilt my head, giving him better access, so he nibbles his way to my ear. "Feel what you do to me?" he asks as his hard cock presses against my ass.

"Yes," I moan as he slips a hand under my shirt and slides it up to cup my breast. He tugs my bra cup down and rolls my nipple between his fingers. We stay there in the hallway, him kissing my neck and playing with my nipple for a minute or two.

I stop his torment and turn in his arms to face him. Zack moves his hands to my ass and cups my cheeks as he holds me tightly against his body. I kiss him hard but pull back before he can deepen the kiss any further. "Take me to your bedroom," I instruct.

I"m caught off guard when he bends me backward and plants a kiss on my lips, then just as quickly pulls away and swoops me up into his arms. He"s carrying me down the hall the next moment and into his bedroom, not stopping until he sets me on the foot of the bed. "Any more commands?" he asks.

I think for a few seconds, and an idea strikes me. I stand and move to face him, then drop to my knees. I"ve thought about this very moment for weeks. I"ve wanted to repay the sexual favor he gave me. Not that I feel like it"s repayment, but it"s something I"ve wanted to give him. I reach forward and undo his belt. My movements are slow and calculated. The whoosh his belt makes as it slips through the buckle, followed by the sound his zipper makes as it slides down the metal teeth. I tug his slacks down, taking his black boxer briefs with me. His hard cock springs free, almost slapping me in the face with how close I am to him. I tug his clothes until they"re down around his ankles. He must have taken his shoes off while I was in the bathroom, as they are no longer on his feet. He quickly steps out of the pants and underwear. I reach forward and grip his hard cock. The heat from it is almost scorching, and he hisses at the contact. "Too much?" I ask and release my grip.

"No, your touch has me almost ready to blow."

I smile up at him as seductively as I can. Zack collects my hair, holding it out of my face as I lean forward and suck the head of his cock between my lips. I swirl my tongue around his crown as his fist tightens in my hair. His other hand works at the buttons of his dress shirt until it is fully open.

"Fuuuuuck," he growls. "Your mouth feels fucking fantastic on my cock."

I slide my fist down his shaft as I take more of it into my mouth, my lips stretching as I do. His tip hits the back of my throat, and I have to breathe through my nose so I don"t gag on it. I pull back, then slide it right back in.

The words falling from Zack"s mouth are inaudible but tell me he"s enjoying this all the same. I continue to bob up and down, taking him to the back of my throat, then all the way out to his crown. After a few times, I remove him from my mouth completely but continue to slide my hand up and down his shaft, never letting up on the pressure. "Are you coming in my mouth tonight?" I ask.

"Hell no, you"re coming first," he says before reaching down and sliding his hands under my arms and hauling me up. "I"ll come down your throat another time," he says before kissing me hard.

We break apart long enough to fully strip out of our clothes. Once we"re both naked, he lays me back on the king-size bed and follows me down. His mouth finds mine once again, and we become a tangled mix of limbs. Like last time, it"s as if he"s mapping my body with his fingers and lips. As he slips down, I slide up the bed until we"re both on it, with him between my legs. "Prop yourself up and watch as I devour this pussy." He flicks his tongue down my center, and I about come off the bed in anticipation. "Just as good as I remember," he says before diving in for more. My clit is already pulsing when his tongue makes contact.

"Zack!" I scream his name. I don"t hold back as I let my body just enjoy the intense pleasure. I let myself fall apart as he brings me to the edge, then backs off, only to bring me right back to the edge and finally cresting over. I see stars and feel my body go limp as he slides up, dropping kisses on the way. I have no idea what he"s doing as I bask in the feeling, but I can feel him moving around for a few moments before he joins me, pulling me into his side.

We lay that way for a few minutes, the stars finally disappearing as our surroundings return. "Ready for more?" he asks.

"I"m ready for anything with you," I confess. He rolls me under him and kisses me tenderly. I can feel his hard cock throbbing against my leg. I look down when he breaks the kiss and he grips his shaft. He"s already covered it with a condom. He slides his tip through my folds, teasing my very tender clit a few times before bringing it back down to my entrance.

He captures my mouth as he thrusts inside me, swallowing my gasp of pleasure as he stretches me to take him fully. He stills once fully seated. "You okay?" he asks against my lips.

"I"m perfect," I tell him, and he slowly thrusts. My body is on such high alert, it isn"t going to take much before I"m coming again. As his rhythm increases, I move my mouth to his neck and scream my pleasure into the crook as he takes me over the edge, not slowing down as my body clenches around his shaft.

"You"re beautiful when you come. That"s it, baby. Come on that cock as I fuck you hard." His words spur me on.

"I"m coming again," I cry out.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he chants as he thrusts through my body, clenching him like a vise grip, milking his own release out of him. He collapses on top of me, pinning me to the bed as he enjoys the endorphin ride.

We stay that way for a few minutes, our bodies relaxed and in a blissed state of mutual satisfaction. Zack eventually pushes up some, taking his weight off me. "Sorry about pinning you to the bed. I didn"t hurt you, did I?" he asks as he rolls over and takes me with him.

"I"m perfectly fine," I assure him. I lay my head on his chest and the sound of his heart beating almost lulls me to sleep as we both lay there enjoying the peacefulness while in one another"s arms.

"I should take care of the condom," he finally says, his voice a little groggy.

"I need to clean up, as well," I tell him as we both slip apart and out of the bed. He leads me into the en suite bathroom. He grabs some toilet paper and removes the condom, then tosses it into the trash.

"Do you want to shower or take a bath before bed?" he asks.

"No, but I"ll definitely take you up on that offer in the morning."

"Okay. Are you hungry? I"ve worked up an appetite."

"I suppose I could go for a snack. What do you have?" I ask.

"Let me go check," he offers before stepping out of the bathroom and leaving me to myself for a few minutes. I quickly pee, then rinse my mouth out with some water, then find his mouthwash and swish some of that around.

I head back into the bedroom and find my panties, then go into his closet to see if I can find a T-shirt to borrow. The first drawer I open is the jackpot, and I grab the one on top, pulling it over my head. The hem of it goes halfway down my thighs it"s so big. But it smells like him, so I pull the fabric to my nose and take a deep breath. I slip out of the bedroom and make my way down to the kitchen, where Zack stands in nothing but his boxer briefs at the kitchen counter, assembling a tray with what looks like a few kinds of cheese, meats, crackers, and fruit.

"Hey, gorgeous." He smiles at me. "Wasn"t sure what you were hungry for, so I made us a little bit of everything easy to eat."

"Looks fantastic. Can I help at all?" I offer.

"Just stand there looking like my next meal." He smirks, and it just about has my panties melting off.

"I hope you don"t mind that I stole one of your T-shirts from the drawer in your closet."

"It looks good on you." He smiles and holds up the tray he"s finished assembling. It doesn"t look fancy, but I"m not complaining. "Let"s go back to bed. We can relax and eat," Zack suggests before placing a chaste kiss on my lips.

"Do you want me to grab anything?"

"I"ll take a water from the fridge, grab whatever you want."

I open the fridge and find it well stocked with waters, electrolyte drinks, cans of soda, and a few beers. I snag two bottles of water and follow Zack back to the bedroom.

We sit up in bed with the sheets pulled up to our laps. Zack places the tray of food in front of us so we can sit side by side. He feeds me a bite, and I do the same, stopping for kisses occasionally. Once we"ve finished eating, he takes the tray back down to the kitchen, then returns and slides right back into bed next to me. Zack clicks off the lamp on his side of the bed, leaving only the moon shining in from outside to provide any light. We both settle in, and he pulls me closer to his side. I rest my head in the crook of his arm and relax in the comfort of them.

"You fit perfectly here," Zack says, his voice raspy with sleep.

"I could get used to being right here. The security of your arms around me while I sleep."

"Then stay," he says before we drift off to sleep.