Puck Drills & Quick Thrills (CU Hockey 5)

There’s a student leaving his office in tears when I get there. She barges past me, and I shake my head with a chuckle and knock on his door.

“Making your students cry is probably one of the reasons you have the bad reputation on campus.” I shut the door behind me and lock it.

When I turn back to Jasper, he’s smiling. “I’ll have you know, that poor girl’s grandmother just died.”

“Oh, did you cut her some slack?”

“No.”

“You’re so mean! Did you learn nothing from Asher and me?”

His smile spreads. “It’s the third time her grandmother has died this year.”

“Oh.”

“Can you see why I didn’t even want to hear Asher out? I get this bullshit all the time.”

“Except with Asher, his troubles were true.” I sit my ass on the edge of his desk. “Isn’t letting a couple of kids off the hook worth supporting that one student who might truly need it?”

Jasper leans back in his seat. “Is there a reason you came to see me other than to criticize my teaching style?”

“I kinda, maybe, sorta missed you over winter break.”

“Kinda, maybe, sorta …” His eyes spark.

“Yep. And there’s another reason too.”

“Oh?”

I lean over and run my hand up his thigh while waggling my eyebrows.

“Quick handjobs again?”

I slide off his desk. “I was thinking something else.”

Standing in front of him, I reach for my belt and undo it.

“Want me to blow you?” he asks.

“Mm, tempting, but I came prepared. Get your cock out.” I pull a condom from my pocket and shove it in his hands.

“Here?” he croaks.

“Come on, like you’ve never imagined bending someone over your desk. Here’s your chance.” I turn and drop my jeans and underwear and then brace my hands either side of his keyboard in front of me.

He steps up behind me, eyes on my ass. “For your information, I’ve never once fantasized about fucking someone in here, mainly because all I deal with are students, and … no. Just no. I would never—could never—go there. It’s too … no.”

“Aww, so no professor/student role-play, then?” I use an over-the-top pleading voice. “Please, Professor, I really need an A in this class. I’ll do anything. Anything.”

“Damn it, West. Don’t blur lines for me.”

I glance at him over my shoulder. “Hmm, how about this, then? ‘Please, my brother needs to pass, or he’ll get kicked off the hockey team …’ It’s not far from the truth, but it’s also only a fantasy, and Asher’s no longer your student, so I don’t have to hold you to it.”

Jasper’s eyes darken.

I shake my bare ass at him. “I’m waiting.”

“Lube?”

“There’s some more in my pocket if we need it, but I already told you, I came prepared. Feel for yourself.”

Jasper braces one hand on my shoulder while the other goes to my ass. He uses one finger first, sliding it into my slick hole.

After talking game strategy and practice routine this morning and then resurfacing the ice this afternoon, I drove home for this specific purpose. I’m stretched and lubed, ready to go.

“What if I’d said no?” Jasper asks. “If I was in class or with a student?”

“Practice this afternoon would have been very uncomfortable.” Hell, it probably still will be, but I want Jasper inside me again. I love the way he takes me. I wish we had one entire weekend where he could stay buried in my ass the whole time.

“I applaud your initiative considering time restraints, but next time, take a video. At least let me watch you stretching this tight hole.”

I shudder.

“Did you get off when you did it, or are you saving that for me?”

My head drops. “Saved it for you. Fuck, I need it.”

The feel of his sheathed cock running from the tip of my crack down to my hole sends shivers down my spine. My feet tingle, my body thrums, and I’m laced with so much need, I can’t stop trembling.

Jasper’s hand on my shoulder moves upward toward my neck. Then his fingers are there, gripping my throat while he pushes the head of his cock inside me. I have to tilt my head back to stop him from cutting off my airway. It’s uncomfortable but heightens everything else. My back and shoulders are stiff, my muscles contracting, but all I can feel is the pleasure coming from his dick. He starts moving in and out of me with relative ease. I’m mostly stretched and ready, but his cock is a lot bigger than the small plug I have hidden at home.

Jasper moans, deep and guttural. “I just realized something.”

“What?”

“I missed you too.” He pulls out to the tip and slams inside me, and my snarky retort dies with my cry of pleasure. “Shh, or people will think I’m with a student in here.”

“I can’t make any promises. It feels—”

He pushes inside me harder again.