Line Mates & Study Dates (CU Hockey 4)

“Yeah?” I straighten up and pull him with me so his ass is off the bed and practically in my lap.

I grip his hips hard and slam inside him, and then pull out and do it again. And again, and again, and again, until we’re two trembling bodies chasing release.

Kole reaches for a pillow next to his head and white-knuckles it while he muffles the sexy sounds gasping from him.

I want to tear it off him and hear it all, but the walls in the hotel rooms we stay in are pretty thin, and the sounds falling from him are positively sinful. And loud.

I’m tempted—so fucking tempted—to slow down and frustrate the hell out of him before doing it all again and building him back up where he’s on the brink of losing control, but I’m too far gone, too keyed up, and I know I’m at my point of no return.

I’m already skirting the edge, and it feels so good. His ass squeezes me tight, and every thrust sends tingles to my aching balls.

I need to come, but shit, I need him to come first.

I reach between us and wrap my hand around his cock, stroking hard and fast.

“Asher, I’m gonna …” He doesn’t finish his sentence as he erupts and shoots all over his stomach. I keep jerking him as ropes of cum hit his skin and slowly run down to his chest.

The sight alone triggers my own release, and as I push inside him two more times and fill the condom, a full-body orgasm hits me. It’s not only in my cock and in my balls. My skin warms, my gut fills with butterflies, and when I come down from the high and pull out of him, another rush of pleasure shoots through me.

I collapse on my back next to him and breathe heavily. I need to get up and get rid of the condom, but that can wait because that was …

“Eh. I guess you’re all right,” Kole says.

My head turns so fast I see stars. “What did you just say? I don’t think I heard you correctly.”

Kole laughs. “I’m kidding. Fuck, I needed that.” He slowly sits up and looks around the room. “I guess I should get cleaned up and get into my bed.”

“Nuh-uh. Well, yeah, go get cleaned up, but come back here.” I pat the bed beside me.

“What, you want to cuddle?”

I move closer to him while taking off the condom. “Who said anything about cuddling? Once I can get it up, we’re doing that again.”

Kole’s eyes fill with heat, and his cock twitches. Oh yeah, he’s so okay with that plan.

20

Kole

I blink groggily awake, my body sore in the best possible way after two nights of really. Hot. Sex.

I’d never underestimated how good it would feel with Asher inside me, but I didn’t realize how quickly I’d become addicted to it. We fucked twice on Friday night, and once after his game last night, and even though the plan had been to switch it up, when we’d got back here—oops!—I’d accidentally ended up back on his cock.

No regrets here.

Especially because this morning is my turn.

I roll over toward him and press a kiss to his shoulder while my hand follows the smooth skin of his back to his ass. He lets out a low hum as he wakes, and my dick stirs at the thought of holding him facedown and slipping inside him. Just as I’m about to plaster my body to his, someone bashes on the door.

“Get your asses up, you’re late!”

Dad.

Asher obviously recognizes the voice too, because he jolts upright, and his head smacks straight into my nose.

“Shit!” Pain shoots across my face, and my vision swims as water floods my eyes. “What the hell?”

“Are you okay?” He pulls my hands back and lightly touches my nose. The pain is ebbing slightly, but fucking ouch.

The pounding on the door comes again. My head is all scrambled, and I can’t concentrate.

Asher gives me a little shove as he passes me for the door. “Get off my bed.”

Bed. Right. I press my hand to my nose a few more times. No blood. Pain is dimming. Then I drop onto the side of my mattress, and nope! Pain is back but in a whole new area.

Maybe letting Asher fuck me until the lube was wearing thin after months of my ass being closed for business wasn’t the best game plan?

But when I shift and get hit with the low burn again, it has me reminiscing over the last two nights. Being fucked by Asher is something I’m not going to forget in a hurry, and the dull pain is going to help bring those memories back fresh and clear.

“You boys ready?” asks Dad’s voice.

“Almost. Just finishing packing,” Asher replies.

“We’re meeting downstairs in five.”