Overtime

by Toni Aleo

  “Yeah, he’s been okay though, right?”

  She shook her head. “I can tell he’s hurting, but everything seems okay…”

  “Yeah, that’s what Karson said. We just need to be there for him.”

  “I’m not going anywhere,” Kacey said and Lacey nodded.

  “I know, but he really needs to cut that woman out of his life.”

  “You’re right.”

  As the puck dropped, Lacey looked away, her attention on the ice as Kacey looked on too. The Assassins were hosting the Panthers, and within seconds, Kacey knew it was going to be a good game. They both wanted that first win of the season, that was easy to see, and soon Kacey was on the edge of her seat. As Phillip Anderson sent the puck back to Jordie, she watched as he skated around the net, watching at his forwards got into position. Sending the puck to Karson, he skated up as Karson whizzed it up to Anderson, who passed it quickly to Erik Titov. He shot, hitting the goalie’s leg pad, which gave off one hell of a rebound. Anderson got it, sending it to the goal again, but again it was rebounded back to the corner. Brooks rushed the boards, getting the puck and sending it out to Karson, but he didn’t put his stick down in time and it went out of the zone. They changed up, and the game continued as Shea and the new kid, Sinclair, sent puck after puck at the net. The goalie was giving up huge rebounds, and when one came back, right onto the stick of Baylor Moore, Kacey held her breath as she shot top shelf, scoring the first goal. She had forgotten all about Baylor because of Jordie, and her stomach fluttered as Baylor held her arms up, everyone hugging her, and the crowd losing their shit.

  “That should be you!” her father yelled, but Kacey didn’t agree. She was where she was supposed to be. In love and happy with Jordie. She sent her dad a smile as everyone cheered but then it dropped when Mena started crying. Taking her from Karl, Lacey cuddled her as they lined up for the next puck drop. Winning the puck back, Jordie was the first to pick it up, sending it quickly up to Anderson, who was rushing the net. He was stopped though, and the puck was swiped from him. But Jordie got it, shooting it hard to the net. The goalie blocked it though, sending it back to Erik, who sent it fast to Jordie, who acted as if he was going to shoot, but instead, sent it to Karson, who went five-hole, getting another goal.

  Kacey was the first one to say that she loved hockey. Lived and breathed it. And when her brother scored, with the help of her boyfriend, she was so proud. But when she saw the grin on Jordie’s face, it wasn’t the goal Karson scored that brought her to tears, it was the happiness in Jordie’s eyes. The guys were wrapped up in a huge bromance hug and Lacey was hollering beside her as she just stood there, tears rushing down her face. Wiping them away, she shook her head and knew that this was what Jordie had needed. He’d needed to be on the ice to help push him along the road to recovery.

  And now he was.

  Moving her nose along Jordie’s jaw, Kacey let out a long breath.

  She didn’t want to let him go.

  “I want to go play, but I don’t want to leave you,” he said, reading her thoughts as his lips skimmed along the middle of her brow. Closing her eyes, she held on to him tighter, nodding her head. She knew that he had to go, it was his job, but it didn’t suck any less.

  “I don’t want to let you go,” she agreed, taking a huge sniff of his beard, memorizing the smell, though she couldn’t forget it if she tried. “I sent you an email with AA groups in every city.”

  He smiled against her forehead, kissing it before nodding. “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome,” she said softly, and her heart just hurt. This was the first time he’d be leaving since their reunion. They had been inseparable for the last two months. Just them, well, her family included, but mainly just them. He was going to be gone for a week, a whole damn week. She wouldn’t have anything to do because the team would be gone, so she didn’t have to do any workouts for them. It sucked. The only good thing was she still got to work out with Elli. Even Lacey had started too, and from what Elli said the other day, a couple of other girls might be joining in too. Which was cool—she needed the distraction.

  She needed something to help her not worry about Jordie relapsing.

  “I’m gonna be fine, sugar thighs,” he said roughly against her face. “Don’t worry.”

  “Oh I know,” she said, playing it off. “But it does make me nervous.”

  “I know,” he whispered. “Me too, but I’m rooming with Benji.”

  “Yeah, that’s good too,” she said, because it was. With Benji winning against the disease of alcoholism, Kacey was excited that he would be with Jordie. Maybe he’d even be a little motivational. He seemed like a good guy, and Jordie needed that. Too many hockey players were dicks, but Elli’s team only had a few. Kacey hoped Jordie stayed away from them. She prayed so at least. “I know you’ll be fine,” she said, more for herself than for him.

  “I will be,” he agreed, kissing the side of her mouth. “Will you miss me, sugar thighs?” he whispered huskily against her lips, and she smiled as she nodded.

  “Just a little bit,” she teased and he smiled. “I’ll be lonely, and who is going to cook? Also, who will keep me warm at night and make love to me?”

  With desire burning in his eyes, he gathered her in his arms. “Only me, so you’ll have to wait for me to get home.”

  She nodded, her nose moving along his, her lips grazing his. “Not at all a problem.”

  “Good.” He rolled her over, his body covering hers. “Now let me between these sweet sugary thighs before I have to go shower.”

  She could only nod as he took her mouth with his, his hand running up her ribs and taking ahold of her breast. Deepening the kiss, she closed her eyes, his body settling between her legs, his thick cock hard against her wanton pussy. Gasping against his mouth, she arched into him as he moaned.

  “How do you do this to me?” he whispered, pulling her leg back, her pussy opening for him, his cock laying against her wet center. “Make me so fucking crazy with need?” he asked, his eyes trained on hers, making her hot all over. “Just a kiss, baby, and I’m harder than ever.”

  She smiled as she moved her pussy up the length of his cock and back down, her eyes never leaving his. “It’s a talent,” she teased, and his lips curved as he took ahold of his cock and directed it inside of her, each inch of him disappearing ever so slowly. When he was in to the hilt, he pushed both her legs back to her shoulders, groaning loudly. Her heart slammed into her chest as his eyes moved along her body, stopping at where they were connected. As he thrust into her, she cried out and he slowly pulled out and then pushed back into her in a perfect and utterly breathless sequence. Sweat dripped down his arms onto her legs as he continued to move in and out of her, his eyes never leaving the spot where they were joined.

  “So hot,” he muttered, his fingers biting into her thighs. “So fucking hot,” he grunted out, his strokes of total pleasure moving a little faster. Letting go of her leg, he reached out, putting his fingers into her mouth. She bit down playfully, a hiss of breath leaving his mouth before she swirled her tongue around his fingers, sucking them into her mouth. Pulling them out, he reached between them, moving them along her extended clit, her body rocketing up against his as he went deeper inside of her. Squeezing her thigh, he moved his fingers faster along her, quickly, wanting her to come. She was almost there. Closing her eyes, she took ahold of her breast, arching her back as he flicked his fingers along her bundle of nerves.

  Crying out, she squirmed underneath him, but then he stopped. Opening her eyes, she went to say something but then he pulled out, his mouth dropping between her legs and sucking her clit between his lips. Screaming his name, her legs went limp beside his head as her fingers drove into his hair, gripping and hanging on for dear life. As he swirled his tongue along her clit quickly, she writhed, trying to get away from the assault of pleasure his mouth was giving her. But he brought his hands up, holding her ass, and she wasn’t going anywhere out from under that t
alented mouth of his.

  It didn’t take long before she cried out, her body shaking with her orgasm, her pussy pulsating as he slowly moved his tongue up her lips, licking up her wetness. Kissing her pussy, he then kissed her hip bones and her stomach before sitting back on his haunches, looking down at her flushed, shaking body. Reaching out, he flipped her over in one swift motion as she cried out in surprise. Lifting her ass up, he entered her from behind, his body slamming into hers, her ass smacking against his hips and stomach. Holding on to the sheets, she felt herself still shaking under him, her breathing labored and her body squeezing his. It was amazing, perfect even, and she had never felt so loved in her life as he wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her back.

  He lifted her up, his cock going deeper into her as he turned her face so that his mouth could take hers. Thrusting into her, he drove his tongue into her mouth, searching and playing as his cock went deeper and deeper inside of her. Squeezing her face with his hand, he thrust once more inside of her as a loud, harsh sound left his mouth, his body jerking inside of hers. Stilling, her body went limp against his as he held her close, trailing kisses down her throat and jaw.

  Falling to his side, he brought her with him, wrapping his arms around her as she turned to face him, her leg hooking over his hip. He kissed her nose, then her mouth, and she closed her eyes as the kiss deepened, her leg sliding along his since both of their bodies were covered in sweat.

  “I can’t get enough of you,” he whispered, his breath coming out in a whoosh. “Seriously. I want you again. Right now.”

  She scoffed, her body still shaking from her life-shattering orgasm. “You’re gonna have to give me a minute. I can’t breathe.”

  “Fine, five minutes,” he teased and she laughed.

  “I’m gonna miss you.”

  He chuckled against her mouth, his hand cupping her face. Looking deep into her eyes, he kissed the side of her mouth and whispered, “I’ll miss you more.”

  Kissing her lips softly, he pulled away way too soon before muttering, “I love you.”

  Smiling, she held on to him, her head pounding against his. She didn’t know how she’d gotten so lucky to live her fairy tale, but she was and she wouldn’t let it go. Closing her eyes, she pressed her head against his as she whispered, “I love you too.”

  And she knew she always would.

  “I didn’t think the airfield would be that bad,” Kacey said as she cuddled Mena into her side, kissing her temple. “I cried just seeing everyone else crying. You would think the guys were going off to war or some shit.”

  Lacey laughed as Elli nodded. “It can be a little tough. Owen didn’t do well this time. He and Shea are superclose, so yeah, it was hell. He’s currently sleeping with me.”

  They both smiled as Lacey said, “Thankfully, this trip is a short one. I hate when they leave.”

  “Amen to that,” Elli agreed. “Between working out and killing my body and raising the Adler clan, I need some extra help. But then, we all knew what we were getting into when we married those hunky men.”

  Lacey nodded as Kacey smiled. “I’m not even married to him and it sucks.”

  Both of them made sounds of agreement as the door opened and more women spilled in. It had only been two days since Jordie had left and they’d both sucked. Kacey had nothing to do, so she found herself at Lacey’s house, begging for human interaction and something to keep her busy. Since Lacey had been spending a lot of time designing for a new line she was thinking of doing for her shop, it was Kacey’s job to entertain Mena and cut lace. It wasn’t a bad job and Lacey paid her in cookies. So really, she was winning, but still missing Jordie more than a lot.

  As Lacey and Elli hugged the six women, Kacey held back, holding Mena since she hadn’t met any of them yet. She knew who they were—the wives of some of the guys Jordie played with but, for some reason, she felt out of place. They were all supposed to do dinner a few nights ago, but life got in the way and a lot of people canceled, leaving Kacey and Lacey at the dinner table. She was excited to meet the women but also very intimidated, which was insane. Like her, they were all very successful and very much in love with their hockey-playing husbands. So really, they had something in common—sex with hockey players—so why was she nervous?

  When Elli turned, she sent a grin to Kacey as she came to her, everyone following. “Guys, this is our torture-giver, Kacey King.”

  “Ah, the trainer with the hands,” one of them said. She was very pretty, thick dark hair and even darker eyes. She had a nice body, but it was easy to see she had been having babies. “Lucas talks about you fondly.”

  Kacey smiled. “Yeah, his shoulder’s been giving him shit lately,” she said, figuring this must be Fallon, Lucas’s wife.

  “Yeah, and if you didn’t him keep from bitching about it, I might have to try to kick your ass. But seeing that he is happy, and you are also a good six inches taller than me and have abs and arms that could squash small children, I’m gonna just say, hey! It’s nice to meet you!” she said and everyone laughed as they shook hands.

  “So that’s Fallon,” Elli said with a smile. “Her sister, Audrey, my best friend, Harper, her sisters, Piper and Reese. We are all good friends, and for the first time in, like, ever, none of us are pregnant.”

  That had everyone snickering as Kacey grinned, cuddling Mena. “It’s great to meet you. Your husbands are great to work with, and I’m excited to get to work on you guys too.”

  “Why am I scared?” Audrey asked, wrapping her arms around her middle as she took Kacey in.

  “Because she’s gonna kill us,” Piper muttered, eyeing her too, and Kacey smiled.

  “Just a little, and you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. But in six months, I bet all of you will be down at least twenty pounds,” she said happily before laying Mena in her playpen. “Now let’s get started.”

  Kacey had been playing and working out with women her whole life, but working out with the Assassins’ wives was a whole other thing. Unlike the Assassins’ men, who were focused and ready to work, the women were everything but. They were chatty, talking about everything and anything. And while it was good that they all got along, she did have a job to do, and that was to make them work.

  “Shea does the same thing. It drives me crazy. What is your obsession with my ass?” Elli complained.

  “Right!? Erik is all about it, and I’m like whoa, dude, it’s an exit,” Piper agreed as a few of them snickered.

  “I like it every once in a while. Especially when I’m drunk, makes me feel like a sexy porn star,” Reese commented as she lay on her belly, when she was supposed to be planking.

  “Ew, you’re such a closet slut,” Piper blanched and Reese glared.

  “Hey now, just cause she likes it in the ass doesn’t make her a slut,” Lacey called. “I like it a lot, and I don’t have to be drunk.”

  “And I just threw up,” Kacey said, Audrey laughing beside her. “Okay, guys, come on, this is your workout. So if you don’t do it to the full extreme, don’t be bitching later when you aren’t losing weight or toning up.”

  They all groaned and finally got to work, while Kacey watched. Eventually, each of them was working her ass off and Kacey was extremely pleased. She liked this and she was good at it. When she decided to go to school for nutrition and personal training, she never thought she could use it except for training and massage therapy for a sports team. But maybe she could make it into a little business.

  She actually had an interview with the board of directors for the coaching position over at Bellevue, but did she really want it? She would have to travel, and that would mean that her and Jordie’s schedules could conflict. But if she had her own little business for training, she wouldn’t have to go anywhere.

  Hm. That was an idea.

  As they finished up, all the women were dripping with sweat and Audrey had thrown up twice. She was the least fit one of the group, but she still worked her ass off and killed it. “You d
id great, Audrey.”

  She waved her off, gagging, which in return had Kacey’s stomach lurching. It had been doing that a lot lately. Little things making her super pukey. It was weird and annoying.

  “So while I have all of us here,” Lacey said, stealing Kacey’s attention from where she was grasping her belly. “I am working on a sports bra and work-out pants line for the shop. It’s gonna be really hip and flirty, and I was thinking that we could do another Assassins’ wives photo shoot. The last one went so wonderfully.”

  And it had. Lacey had been featured in all kinds of sports magazines and even fashion magazines. She was convinced that the spread about the Assassins’ wives was what made her successful. Truthfully, it was because Lacey had the biggest heart imaginable and loved helping breast cancer survivors.

  “If I lose some weight, yes,” Audrey agreed, and that was everyone else’s opinion too.

  “I got all of you. As long as you stick to the food plans and my workouts, you’ll all get there.”

  They didn’t seem very enthused, but they said bye while hugging her tightly, which she guessed meant she was in the in-crowd with the Assassins’ power ladies. As Elli left to go upstairs, letting them know she’d lock up, Kacey helped Lacey get Mena ready to go. As Kacey lifted her out of the pack ’n play, Mena coughed and then white gunk came flying out of her mouth, landing on Kacey’s chest. Heaving, she held Mena out, looking the other way to keep from gagging. The gunk she threw up was hot and ran down her chest into her cleavage, and soon, Kacey couldn’t hold it. Handing Mena to Lacey, she rushed to the trash can and threw up her life.

  “It’s spit-up, you baby,” Lacey teased as Kacey’s sides heaved as she puked.

  “It smells,” she gasped, her stomach lurching, and then she was puking again.

  “You’re ridiculous,” Lacey decided, putting Mena into her car seat.

  “Shut up, I’ve been really icky lately,” she said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

  “You pregnant?” Lacey joked and Kacey paused.