Page 15 of Hot Shot Rock Star
Chapter 7
Ben
As I’m toweling off after practice, coach slams through the door of the locker room and I’m thinking what’s his beef because we had a great practice. My gut twists because I’m on the third line and I know I have competition for my spot right behind me. He’s a two-year player they picked up on the off-season and I can practically feel his breath on the back of my neck stalking me and my position on the roster.
“Great practice today, men. The team’s coming together on the ice, but we need to make things happen off the ice too because our dear owner has just reminded me, we’re a business first. He’s brought it to my attention that not everyone has RSVP’d for the mandatory charity event this weekend. It’s for kids for fuck’s sake.” He looks around the room scanning faces and I freeze, my shoulders bunched with tension because of course, I’m one of the slackers. I can’t get Jazzy to commit because Hal keeps changing and adding to her schedule, insisting she stay available. Shit.
“You know who you are. Send your fucking RSVP. I expect to see you and your families. This is mandatory. Consider it part of the game in the big leagues and remember—it’s for charity for fuck’s sake. You can schedule your god damn manicure for another time.” Some of the guys laugh and he leaves the room still in a grumpy mess, but at least he doesn’t slam the door.
“You and Jazzy’ll be there, right?” Kodi says. He’s sitting on the bench next to me, tying his sneakers. He’s a quick changer for a goalie, but then he always seems to have somewhere to be.
“Guess so. Or at least I’ll be there. Can’t get Jazzy to commit. She has a lot going on.” He grunts in commiseration.
“Yeah, she does. And I bet her career is going to take off based on what I saw the other night. Then it’ll get even worse.” He looks up at me and grins like he hasn’t just predicted the doom of my relationship with the love of my life. “But if I had to bet my house and my mother’s soul, I’d be betting on you, Ben.” He shakes his head. “Something about you. Don’t know what it is.”
I snort-laugh.
“Sure you do. It’s called stupid as fuck enough to bang my head against a wall and not stop even after I’m bleeding, until I can make the wall break.” I stand because I’m as ready to head home as I’ll ever be. My heart pounds anticipating what I’ll find when I walk in the door, whether she’ll be there or not. Whether she’ll be alone. Fuck.
I have no cause to think that. She wouldn’t do that to me, not even to placate Hal.
“The only problem is,” I say, “that Jazzy is at least as thick-headed as I am.” Kodi stands.
“From what I can tell, I’d say that’s the hell of it. And also the heaven.” He winks and walks out ahead of me, done with our conversation, leaving me to face the music, or to face the lack thereof. Literally.
* * *
No one’shome when I get there, so I eat and nap alone, like I usually do. Today I have disturbing dreams, dark and cold, until I feel a fire at my back. I’m heating up, but I don’t pull away, instead I sink into it, drawn in like I’m escaping from the cold dark world, the strangers and unfamiliar landscape around me.
“Don’t wake up, Bennie,” she whispers in my ear, like the wind, a hot steamy wind coming from the flames. “Let me seduce you while you sleep, in one of those half dreams like you’ve been drugged and I can take advantage of you any way I want.” Her touch turns my skin as it skims over my naked body, down my chest to my belly. I feel surrounded by her fire, like I’m tinder, burning and sparking into a blaze of desire.
When her touch reaches lower, I combust and moan. The sound of my own voice, guttural and deep and needy stirs my consciousness. Stirs my cock to a solid ice-block in the heat of her hands. But I don’t melt. The opposite.
I wake with a raging hard-on and grab her hand currently squeezing me as she chuckles low in my ear, sending a shot of fresh desire through me.
“You weren’t supposed to wake up,” she says, kissing and nibbling on my shoulder until I move onto my back and pull her on top of me. Surprise at finding her naked quickly changes to raw thrill, making my cock bounce and ooze excitement. My heart pounds as I meet her eyes and slip my hand down to find her pussy, to see if she shares my state of wet excitement.
“If you don’t want me to wake up, you’ll have to be more subtle than grabbing my cock and squeezing next time.
“Next time,” she whispers. “But you know subtlety isn’t my strong suit.” She bites her lip, another not-so-subtle flag that raises my interest and my blood. I’m like Pavlov’s dog responding to all her cues and they could be anything.
“You have enough strong suits,” I growl. “Maybe I’m not too subtle either.” I press my thumb down on her wet pussy, finding her clit slippery and swollen. She sucks in a breath and I need to clamp down on the building release before I end this party before it begins. I take her hand off me.
“Let’s slow down,” I say. She flashes me a brilliant smile, but then it falters and disappears and she’s back to nibbling on her lip, but this is a worry nibble, not a come and get it nibble. “What is it?”
“I don’t have a lot of time.” For once I hadn’t considered the time, but I roll us over, so I’m above her and her legs spread and then she snaps them closed around my hips before I open my mouth. The escalation of my heart rate, the roaring of my blood, almost stops me from talking, but I take a breath.
“I don’t have a lot of time either, babe, but you almost made me forget that fact.” The look of glorious triumph on her face makes me smile. “You’re so easy, you know that?”
“Look who’s talking. It took less than two minutes to get you harder than the diamond you keep wanting to put on my finger.”
“Damn. You trying to deflate me?” Fuck. A reminder of our non-engaged status is the last thing I need. Hovering above her, I lower my head and suck her left nipple into my mouth, then give it a nip before moving over to her right. “Did you now your left is bigger than your right?”
She slaps the back of my head, arching off the bed and squeezing her legs around me.
“Are you trying to dry me up?” I laugh.
“Why don’t I go down and check on your moisture level?” I’m already moving down and she’s loosening her legs to let me. Kneeling between her thighs, I decide, is the best location in the world, hands down. I gaze at her good and hard, taking in the glistening swollen vision of her gorgeous pussy. She reaches up and grabs my cock, gives it a squeeze.
