TheEnforcer_Kobo

by Steph

  “Shouldn’t that be amazingly fuckable?”

  The words popped out of her mouth before she really thought about them but when he grinned, the slight hint of teeth showing in the dim light in the room, she knew it was the right thing to say.

  “All of the above, hon. Condoms?”

  “Top drawer. Wait. Do condoms expire?” His grin widened and she scowled at him. “Don’t you even smile about that. You have no idea why those condoms might have been there for…well, too long.”

  He chuckled and her sex clenched and she wanted to throw something at the damn man. And she wanted him to hurry the fuck up and fuck her already.

  “Not laughing at you. I’m wondering how the hell I got so lucky.”

  Her mouth opened and closed as he turned to the table.

  Then she remembered. She’d actually bought new ones the last time she’d made a Target run a few weeks ago. She’d thrown them in her cart almost as a plea to the gods of sex that maybe she’d actually get some if she bought them.

  Apparently, it’d worked because she now had a hockey god grabbing those condoms out of her bedside table.

  As he turned, she let her gaze fall down his back, where a huge bruise colored his right side above his hip. It looked nasty and she’d be careful and try not to hit it with her heels when she wrapped them around his waist.

  Then her gaze slipped even farther, to his ass. And oh holy hell, did the man have one fine ass. She wanted to take a bite out of it. She wanted to pet it.

  And then he turned around and she knew she wanted something else much, much more.

  Sitting upright, she reached for his cock, wrapping her hands around the hot, hard shaft and squeezing. Not too tight, just tight enough to make him groan.

  “Oh hell.” His head fell back as she pumped him from root to tip, her heart racing at the feel of his smooth skin sliding against hers. “You keep doing that and I can’t guarantee I won’t come in your hand.”

  “Maybe that’s something I’d like to see.”

  She looked up to find him staring intently down at her. “And maybe someday you’ll get to but tonight I want to come inside you.”

  “First, you’re going to need to show some of that restraint you’ve been practicing on the ice.”

  That was all the warning she gave him. Leaning forward, she put her mouth over the fat tip, swirling her tongue over the slit then sliding her hand down so her mouth could follow.

  Hot, hard, and silky smooth, his cock slid against her tongue, drawing a groan from him as his fingers wove through her hair. He didn’t pull but he did tug, and the slight sting on her scalp sent a thrill through her as the taste of him on her tongue made her want to test his limits.

  He was big enough that she couldn’t take him all the way in without feeling overwhelmed. He didn’t force the issue but let her work him at her own pace.

  And she savored every long, slow slide down his shaft and every hard suck at the tip. With her legs still spread on either side of his knees, she felt sexy and achy and if she weren’t using both hands on him right now, she’d put one between her own legs to relieve some of that ache. But as her body tightened and pulsed with building need, she knew that would only make what was going to happen even better.

  She moaned around his cock on her next downward swoop and heard his answering groan. Now his hands cupped her head and as she drew back, he pulled her away.

  “Enough.” His voice sounded like five miles of gravel road, and when she looked up at him through her lashes, she sucked in a quick breath. His face was all hard lines and sharp edges that thrilled her.

  “Lie back.” He ripped open the condom and her gaze followed his hands as he rolled it down his erection. She had a second to regret the fact that he had to use it but then he grabbed her thighs with those big, rough hands and tugged her closer. Her naked ass slid across the comforter, startling a laugh out of her that quickly died when he wrapped one hand around his cock and angled it down. The tip brushed against her labia, cutting off her laughter as she gasped at the sensation.

  Red-hot heat shot through her body from the point of contact, making her legs wrap around his thighs. As if she thought he’d try to get away.

  “That’s right. That’s exactly where I want you. Hold on tight and don’t let go, hon.”

  She was about to tell him to hurry when he shoved forward, stretching her wide and filling her until she wasn’t sure she could take any more.

  Moaning, she levered her hips up and wriggled even closer, loving the burn.

  “Fuck, Jess. You are so fucking sexy. Go ahead. Work yourself on my dick.”

  She opened her eyes and stared straight into his. “Come on, Will. You need to move.”

  “I’d rather watch you fuck me. I love the way you move.”

  His gaze had slipped down to where they were joined and her sex clenched around him in response.

  “But I need you. Now.”

  His gaze shot back to her and his hands tightened on her hips. “Then hold on.”

  She reached for his wrists as he started to pound into her. He was almost too much to take. Everything about him overwhelmed her. The way he stared at her as he moved in and out of her body. The feel of his cock stretching her. The pinch of his fingers against her skin.

  Sucking in air, she tried not to hyperventilate but, oh my god, he made her light-headed. She’d never experienced anything like this before. Had never felt so emotionally connected to another person.

  She’d worry about that tomorrow. Tonight, she only wanted to let herself go.

  Will’s deliberate pace didn’t allow her to completely lose herself. If he’d merely pounded into her to get off, she would’ve been able to simply feel.

  Will kept her engaged every second. He watched her, those dark eyes glittering. That connection created an intensely intimate sensation that she couldn’t shake. Didn’t want to shake.

  Moving with him, she fell into a deeper state of excitement that felt like lethargy, even as her body tingled with energy.

  “There you go, hon. Let go.”

  If she let go, she was afraid she’d fall hard. And she couldn’t.

  But she couldn’t help herself as Will thrust again and again, pressing against her clit and building another orgasm.

  She tried to stave it off, to hold on to her sanity for just a little while longer. But the more she tried to hold back, the harder Will fucked her.

  And she liked it. She liked it a lot. Liked the way he made every thrust feel like a homecoming and every retreat a fucking Greek tragedy.

  He held her so tight, she couldn’t move. Not that she wanted to but she couldn’t help the instinct to writhe against him, to try to take him deeper, even if she knew she couldn’t.

  On his next retreat, she lifted her upper body so she could put her hand on his abs. “Come closer.”

  His breath audible in her bedroom, he shook his head. “I’ll crush you.”

  She shook her head from side to side as he pushed inside her again, this time more slowly. “I don’t care.”

  “You will when you can’t breathe.”

  “I can’t breathe now. Come here, Will.”

  For a second, she thought he wasn’t going to listen and she was going to have to get demanding.

  Then he pulled out and released her completely.

  She had a second to mourn the loss as her sex clenched almost painfully around nothing. And then he threw himself down on the bed next to her on his back before reaching for her and pulling her over him.

  She had a few moments to marvel at the hardness of his body beneath her before he smacked her ass lightly. “On your knees, hon.”

  She was already on her way by the time he finished speaking and had her hand on his cock, aiming it back into the aching emptiness between her thighs.

  Letting her head fall back as she sank onto him, she moaned as he stretched her wide once again.

  “Goddamn, you feel amazing.”

 
Her eyes opened and she looked down at him, another wave of excitement flowing through her at the blazing heat in his eyes.

  “But you’re still kind of far away,” he continued. “Come down here and kiss me.”

  Putting his hands on her hips, he smoothed them up her sides to just below her breasts, which ached for his touch. As she waited, breathing even more heavily than she had been, his gaze slipped down and he watched his hands continue up to cup her breasts.

  Her breasts weren’t tiny but they weren’t huge either and his hands completely covered them. Molding them to his palms, he caressed her with a firm hold, his thumbs and forefingers pinching her nipples into tight points.

  With a moan, she fell forward onto his chest, her hands braced on his shoulders as his hips began to move again. Slowly at first then picking up the pace.

  Her mouth dropped onto his, surprising him with a demanding kiss.

  As their rhythm began to get out of control, he curved one arm around her hips to keep her pinned to him, while his other hand laced through her hair to hold her steady while he kissed her.

  Their tongues dueling and her pussy squeezing around his cock, she came, crying into his mouth as he continued to fuck her through it.

  And as she shuddered around him, he gave one last thrust and groaned as his cock pulsed.

  Damn.

  Just…damn.

  Chapter Six

  Jess woke when the bed moved.

  Her eyes flew open with shock a split second before she remembered what’d happened last night.

  “Will?”

  “Shit, sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you. It’s still pretty early. Go back to sleep.”

  “Are you leaving?”

  He’d made it around to her side of the bed and looked down at her. “Wasn’t sure how you wanted to handle the morning after so I figured I’d make it easy on you and leave.”

  Trust Will to want to make it easy on her by saying the one thing guaranteed to make her feel guilty. Even though she didn’t feel guilty about last night. Not at all.

  She held out her hand. “Stay.”

  He looked from her hand back to her face. “Don’t have to ask me twice.”

  Dropping his pants back onto the floor, he grabbed the covers and yanked them down, causing her to yelp in surprise then laugh as he crowded against her until she scooted over just enough for him to fit on the bed.

  Without missing a beat, he curled his arm around her and rolled her onto her other side so he could pull her back into the curve of his body. Where she quickly realized morning sex was not out of the picture.

  “Were you really going to leave?”

  She felt him shrug. “Didn’t want to but I would’ve if you hadn’t woken up. And yeah, I might’ve made a little more noise than I should have.”

  Chuckling under her breath, she snuggled back into him, marveling at the amount of heat coming off this man’s body. “I don’t want you to go. You’re like my own personal furnace.”

  “Hon, I’ll be your own personal whatever-you-want. But I gotta tell you, I’m probably gonna eat you out of house and home this morning.”

  “Then you’re lucky I just went to the grocery store.”

  Mentally, she took stock. Eggs, pancake mix, milk, fruit, bread. More than enough to feed a man who probably ate a thousand calories at breakfast, especially on a game day.

  “What time is it?”

  “Close to seven.”

  Stifling a yawn with one hand, she pressed her ass against his crotch and grinned when he clamped his hand on her hip to hold her still then leaned close and bit her neck.

  “Play nice or you’re gonna find yourself riding my cock again.”

  Her pussy clenched and her lungs seized. “And why do you think I’d have a problem with that?”

  His lips quirked. “Glad to hear it. But I don’t want you to get the idea that I’m easy.”

  God, she loved how he made her laugh. She didn’t think she’d ever laughed with a man as much as she did with Will. Especially not in bed.

  Dangerous. Oh so dangerous.

  “And now you’re laughing at me. If I wasn’t so secure in my masculinity, I might have a problem with loss of critical mass.”

  The glint in his eyes made it clear he wasn’t serious. And she couldn’t help herself.

  She reached behind her to pet his hip, felt his heart beating hard and strong against her back. “I think I need to check that for myself.”

  Then she wiggled around until she was on her side facing him. Her fingers landed on his chest then started a slow slide down, trailing over his nipples, tight and pointed, to his washboard abs.

  Her breath caught in her lungs as his muscles shifted and hardened. She had the almost overwhelming urge to follow her hands with her tongue. And why shouldn’t she? She’d already crossed the line by having him in her bed. What’s a little blowjob after the night they’d had?

  Just thinking about making him come with her mouth made every muscle in her body tense with anticipation.

  “Jess.”

  Her hands continued their downward track as she stared into his eyes, narrowed with lust. Holding his gaze, she brushed the backs of her hands along his shaft, feeling it jerk in response. Her fingers, however, continued lower, between his legs to cup his balls. Heavy and warm, they filled her palms and she fondled them carefully. His breathing deepened and he swallowed hard, but he didn’t move.

  Emboldened, she kept one hand on his balls and moved the other to his cock. Her fingers curved around him, her grip tightening before she began to pump him.

  His eyelids flickered closed for several seconds, his lips parting as he audibly sucked in air. She went wet with lust and ached to feel his hands on her.

  She got her wish a second later when one hand landed on her hip and slid back to cup her ass. His other hand slid beneath her to land in the middle of her back. She wouldn’t have been able to move unless he allowed it.

  She wasn’t going anywhere except closer.

  Increasing her pace, she tightened her hold and leaned in for a kiss. He obliged immediately, his mouth devouring hers as if he were starved. Pulling her closer, he trapped her hands between them until she was practically jerking herself off as she did him.

  Her knuckles brushed against her clit every time she stroked his cock, winding her even tighter.

  And the way he kissed her, like he wanted to inhale her, made her press her hips even more firmly against his. She couldn’t ever remember wanting someone so much she burned for him. All it had taken was one confident hockey player and she was sunk.

  Now she just needed to get him on his back—

  He shifted away from her without warning and her eyes flew open. He’d moved so fast, she’d barely gasped out her distress when he flipped her onto her stomach.

  “On your knees.” He didn’t wait for her to comply. He picked her up by the hips and set her on her knees. “God damn— Hold that thought.”

  Face pressed against the mattress, ass in the air, she started to laugh. Beneath her, the bed jiggled as he hopped off to get a condom from the drawer. She wanted to tell him it was okay not to use it, that she’d been cleared and she knew he had been, too, or he wouldn’t be allowed to play.

  But it felt too intimate, which was ridiculous considering.

  “I guess it takes a little while for your brain to get moving in the morning.”

  “Hon, you scrambled my brain last night and I’m in no hurry to get it back together.”

  Her bare thighs barely had time to chill before he was back, working his knees between hers and spreading her legs apart.

  She groaned as he rubbed his cock between her cheeks, his hair-roughened thighs pressed against hers, teasing and tormenting.

  “You have the cutest fucking ass I have ever seen.” His hands punctuated his statement by cupping her cheeks and kneading them, then spreading them apart. “Open your legs. I want back in.”

  Which was exactly where she
wanted him, filling that empty space inside her that ached for him.

  But even as she was complying, he slipped one hand between her thighs to test her readiness. Fingers sliding through her slick lower lips, he groaned as he played with her. Flicking her clit then dipping his fingers inside her. At first, it was only one and she needed more. But he seemed determined to tease.

  “Will, please.”

  He worked another finger in beside the first and stroked high inside, setting off tiny quakes throughout her body.

  “So tight. So fucking hot. I want to feel you come around my fingers. Do it, hon. Come around my fingers and then I’ll give you what you want.”

  Just the sound of his voice pushed her over the edge and she cried out into the mattress as she orgasmed.

  “Fuck, yes.”

  When he pulled his fingers out seconds later, she pounded her fists in frustration, bereft and aching.

  A millisecond later, she felt him fit his cock at her entrance and thrust forward. He didn’t go slow. He barreled his way inside and it was exactly what she wanted. Filled hot and hard and so stretched, it almost hurt.

  Wiggling her ass back at him, she tried to get him even deeper, even though she felt the slap of his balls against her thighs and knew he was in all the way.

  Without waiting for him, she began to move, grinding on him as she became increasingly frantic and her orgasm continued to roll through her.

  “Jesus, Jess. That’s— Holy fuck, you’re gonna make me— Fuck.”

  On her next push back, he shoved forward, getting impossibly deeper and spreading her even wider.

  Crying out, she grabbed at the sheets to hold herself steady as he fucked her hard. He didn’t hold back and she let him have her as she wound down from her climax.

  He seemed in no hurry to come, slowing his pace slightly, as if he were drawing out the moment.

  “Jesus, you feel amazing. I wanna stay here all fucking day, making you come.”

  In a sexual haze, she knew she’d agree to anything right now so she bit her tongue, afraid to reveal too much.

  Instead, she tightened her muscles around him and had the satisfaction of hearing him groan. One hand slid around her waist and before she knew what he was doing, he’d lifted her upper body off the bed until they were both upright.