Page 27 of Game Misconduct

“You weren’t thinking about this when you did?”

“No. Well, no more than I’m ever thinking about sex.”

Leif raised an eyebrow. “So all the time?”

“I mean, kind of.” Tanner’s smile was crooked and sly.

Leif snorted. He rolled over and out of bed, disappearing into the bathroom to find the condoms he kept tucked in his Dopp kit and refreshed periodically before they expired.

He brought both of them, just in case one ripped—not because he was thinking about a second round—then walked to the bed, his mouth going dry at the sight of Tanner Clayton sprawled across his bed.

God, he shouldn’t be so … so damnfuckable. It made Leif forget how annoying he was. How drastically their first hookup had changed Leif’s entire future in hockey.

But, as … as frustrating as he could be, Leif couldn’t deny he looked good. No wonder people were gagging for him.

For a hockey player, he wasn’t overly large, but his biceps popped with every movement he made and his shoulders were perfectly sculpted. He had a couple of random tattoos scattered across his chest and arms and a little line of fuzzy hair below his navel.

Fuck.

Leif wanted to be strong. Wanted to stay cool and calm and act bored as he told Tanner he’d changed his mind, to get out of his room and leave him alone.

But when he watched Tanner thrust his fingers deeper into his ass and heard him moan low and desperate, Leif had to admit, he was a weak man.

He stumbled as he reached the bed and collapsed inelegantly onto it.

Tanner kicked his thigh. “Dude. Get up here and fuck me.”

Ugh, why does he always have to ruin a good thing by talking?Leif threw the condom packets at Tanner. One hit him squarely in the nose, the other landed on his chest.

Tanner scowled and sat up, his abs working in a way that made Leif’s mouth go dry. “Pretty sure this needs to go onyouif your dick is going in my ass. Or are you new to sex?”

“I’m not new to sex!” Leif protested.

“Aww,” Tanner said. “You are. It’s okay if you are. I’ll be gentle with you.”

Leif growled, knowing whatever he said, Tanner would twist it in some way. Turn it back on him.

“No, no, I get it now,” Tanner said, slyly, his eyes dancing with amusement. “The way you act around me makes total sense now. You’re just intimidated by my raw sexuality.”

Leif snorted. “Sure, that’s it.”

Tanner widened his eyes comically. “Okay, now do you need me to talk you through what the birds and bees are?”

“Would you shut the fuck up?” Leif snapped.

“No.” Tanner rose to his knees with a grin. He planted a hand on Leif’s chest and shoved him onto his back. Surprised, Leif fell onto the mattress. Tanner straddled his thighs and licked his lips as he glanced down at him. “It’s okay though. I know what I’m doing.”

“Yeah, because you’re a?—”

“Nope.” Tanner clapped a hand over his mouth. “Don’t you dare slut shame me. I am a lover of humans. There’s no shame in that.”

Leif rolled his eyes, but when he didn’t say anything, Tanner pulled his hand away and grabbed a condom from where it had fallen on the bed.

“Look,” he said in a conversational tone, ripping it open and flinging away the little bit of foil. “Yeah, I have a lot of sex. I’m young, hot, and rich. Why wouldn’t I? I know you think I’m a total flake or whatever, but I get tested regularly. I am on PrEP.I got HPV a couple of years ago, but it cleared up. Since it’s no longer active, I can’t transmit it and, at the moment, I am as safe as I can be as a sexually active person.”

Leif opened his mouth, surprised by Tanner’s … maturity about this. God, he’d never expected that.

“So, now that you know all that, do you still wanna hook up?”