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Out on the Ice (Out in College 5)

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I took another bite of ice cream before passing it over. “Thirteen. My mom left my dad and moved to California to find a better job and a purpose. Rough time for a teenager to relocate. I took it hard when she divorced Dad. The weather was nicer, but she couldn’t afford club hockey until she married Harry. I took that hard too. I lived in a bigger house in a better neighborhood and I had hockey again, but I missed my dad and then…he died.”

“That must have been awful.” He set the ice cream on the coffee table and twisted to face me.

“Yeah, it sucked,” I said, fixating on the action on the screen as I mulled over those two words for a moment.

“It sucked” didn’t quite cover how debilitatingly devastating it was to lose my hero. Seven years later, the wound hadn’t healed. It was open and raw. Sometimes it festered and stirred up a world of demons inside me. Other days, I put my head down and barreled through life, pretending I was okay. Although lately, I felt pretty good.

“What happened?”

“He died of a drug overdose at forty-two. He was on a toxic diet of painkillers and alcohol and…I guess he had been for a while. It got worse after the divorce. He used to call me all the time. And when the conversations started to peter, and I still didn’t want to hang up, he’d tell me he was with me even when he wasn’t with me. I just had to look for signs. But then he was gone for real.”

“I’m sorry.”

“He died alone. I can’t even think about that without getting sad. Or mad. When I told you I knew what you meant about freaking out because of control issues, I was serious. I have anger management issues too. You’re the one who oughtta steer clear of me,” I warned him.

Sky inched closer to me and ran his fingers through my hair. “Or we should stick together.”

“Maybe we should.” I kissed him impulsively and smiled. “Change the subject. I don’t want to get sad. Name five things that make you happy.”

“Let’s see…baseball, ice cream, sex, camping, and…you.”

I brushed my nose against his as I plucked at his T-shirt and slid my hand under the cotton fabric to tweak his nipple. “I’m number five?”

“Yeah.”

“How do I get to number one?”

Sky rested his forehead on mine and breathed deeply. “It’s not really a competition, you know.”

“Sure it is. I want to be number one. How do I do it? I don’t know how to compete with baseball when everyone but you knows hockey is a superior sport.”

He groaned loudly and pushed me away. “Mmhmm.”

I climbed on top of him, straddling his legs. “Hey, it’s true, and you—oh! I have an idea. It’s a good one, too. Listen up. I know how to get the gold. Sex is easy. We’ll just keep having a lot of it. Ice cream…same deal. Camping is a tricky one, but I’ll get creative.”

Sky massaged my thighs. “And baseball?”

“Easy. I’m gonna demonstrate how freaking awesome hockey is. I want you to come to my game this weekend. Watch the master at work. Then, I teach you how to ice skate.”

“I told you I already know how to skate.”

“Yeah, but I bet you suck,” I teased. “I’ll teach you how to do it the right way.”

Sky laughed. “I do suck. Want a demonstration?”

“Yes, please.”

I snickered when he groped my package through my gym shorts. I pulled the elastic over my shaft and held myself in invitation. He curled his fingers around me and stroked. “Maybe we should go to your room.”

“El isn’t coming home tonight. And if he does, we’ll hear him,” I moaned.

Sky twisted his wrist slightly and changed the angle. I tried to take note of his technique for future reference because the guy was a master at all things dick related. He bent to lick the tip and flick his tongue along my length before sucking me in earnest. I closed my eyes and sat back to enjoy the ride just as he pulled away.

“I want you to fuck me. Or at least touch me. Finger my ass.”

Gulp. He shoved his sweatpants and boxers over his hips and kneeled on the sofa to give me easier access; then he swayed his hips seductively and bent to swallow me again. I sucked my middle finger and fondled his balls for a moment, tracing his entrance. He reached back and held my wrist steady and lowered himself on the digit.

Sky slurped and sucked me like a damn vacuum. He came up for air, twirled his tongue around the mushroom head, and did it again. And again. I fingered him to the rhythm he set and quickly obeyed when he asked for another.

“Fuck, you are so damn sexy. You love having something in your ass, don’t you?” I purred.



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