- EPILOGUE -
Hazel
Three Months Later
I look down at my finger, the diamond glistening as my ass bounces back on Noah’s thrusting hips.
“Oh, fuck you feel so good…” Noah pushes inside me further, deepening his grip on my hips.
“Fuck yes, do me, baby…” I push up on my palms so I’m on all fours. The floor of the locker room isn’t the comfiest place we’ve done it, and my knees are stinging from the pain of the hard concrete beneath me. But what better way is there to celebrate the romantic proposal Noah just pulled off than by fucking in the first private space available?
“You take it good, fiancé,” Noah groans. He smacks my ass and grips it with a full handful.
My eyes close and I rock back against him as I shake my head. I still can’t believe it.
How didn’t I see it coming?
I mean, everyone was there... Noah had provided tickets for my entire family. Mom and Dad sat in the same row as us, and Ellie was there with hers and Noah’s parents. It was a big game; the playoffs are in full swing and the Vikings are favourite to reach the Stanley Cup. With all thanks going to my man, and lead scorer of the series, of course.
The game was intense, but as soon as the buzzer went to confirm another win, sending Vancouver’s favourite team through to the next round, my life changed.
The lights went out. Pitch black darkness gripped Viking Stadium. Jaws theme music started playing and finally, when the lights burst back to life, Noah appeared beside me, hunched on one knee, holding an open box with a dazzling bright diamond ring. He’d removed his helmet, but his jersey, hockey pants and ice skates remained sweaty, torn and sexy as fuck.
The Megatron showed the entire stadium my grinning expression. I nodded like a fucking crazed monkey, jumping into Noah’s arms with a gleeful leap.
I feel his cock tense up and I know he’s close. The guys have given us the privacy of the locker room, but we won’t need it for much longer.
“Yes, baby…” I moan, dipping my head between my arms.
“You want my cum inside you, sweetheart?” I groan a confirmation and Noah’s strong hand smacks my ass. “Tell me you want it.”
“I want it. I want your cum.” I moan, my neck jerking back under Noah’s fistful of my hair.
I’ve certainly been making up for lost time. I might have had to wait until after my twenty-eighth birthday to pop my cherry, but now it’s popped… Well, let’s just say two hundred and six times is a lot in three months.
I rock my hips and my head rocks back and forth, as if I’m disagreeing, only, I’m doing the complete opposite. “Yes, yes!” Noah steadies and maintains his pace, pushing in all the right spots. I reach down to my clit, it’s tightening, and my pussy is starting to flutter. “Oh, fuck. Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”
Noah growls and I’m so fucking turned on. I glance at the ring, and it sparkles back at me as if confirming I will be getting this treatment for years and years to come. Bring it on.
My nails dig into the concrete, and I feel as if they’ll scratch the surface. Noah adjusts his position and pulls my hips back, his breath hot and heavy on my back. His cock angles just right, and I feel each thrust deeper and deeper. It’s hitting that spot, and I know it will get me over the line.
“Oh!” I’m screaming now, and I don’t give a shit who hears me.
“Come with me,” Noah growls, his voice rumbling through my body. “Now, baby! Now!”
I release and shriek Noah’s name. My pussy convulses around his length and when I feel his hotness filling me, his faces collapses to my bare back.
We relax and when Noah settles down against the bench seat of locker sixteen, I lay my head on his shoulder. Together, we catch our breath. I reach across and thread my fingers in his, smiling up at the handsome man that is my fiancé.
“I love you, Noah Edwards,” I smile.
He turns and cups my cheek with his warm hands.
“I love you, too, Hazel. I love you today. And tomorrow. And forever.” He lifts my hand and kisses the ring he offered as a symbol of his everlasting commitment to marry me. “You’re my soulmate. You’re everything to me. And I’m grateful we finally told each other exactly how we feel.”
“Have you guys got clothes on yet?” A loud voice comes from down the corridor. “We want to come in!”
I look at Noah and laugh. He reaches behind us and retrieves our clothes. “Yeah, come in!”
I dress quicker than I ever have before, the feeling of Noah’s warm cum sitting in my panties as it drips out of me an odd feeling that I never knew would turn me on so much. Finally, when I turn around, Ellie is standing there with her Mom and Dad.
“Oh, Son!” Noah’s Mom darts across and wraps her arms around her son. I smile at his dad and when he moves across to congratulate us, he embraces me like I’m one of his own.
“Welcome to the family, Hazel.”
I smile at Mr. Edwards. As I go to hug his Mrs. Edwards, my parents steam into the locker room and they’re closely followed by a group of huge hockey players, led by Miles Johnson.
Ellie stumbles across to me and wraps an arm around my shoulder. She smiles at me and shakes her head. “I can’t believe you’re actually getting married. Well done, babe. I couldn’t be happier for you.”
There’s a hint of sadness in her eyes. Does Ellie want what I’ve got? I’ve spent my entire adult life wishing to be more like her. Care-free and living life in the moment. But as she stares around the room, I see her eyes lock on Miles. I wonder whether there is more there than what they let us see? Does Ellie actually have deeper feelings for Miles?
I’m pulled from the thought by Noah pushing Ellie aside and pulling me in tight.
“Back off, Sis,” Noah says, smirking. “You had your turn. Your best friend is mine now. Mine forever.”
“Forever and ever.”
I lean up on my toes and lay a deep kiss on Noah’s mouth. The entire locker room cheers and chants for the newly engaged couple.
I’ve never been happier.