Crashing the Net: A Best Friends to Lovers College Hockey Romance (Cedar Rapids Raccoons Book 3) by Lasairiona McMaster

Author:Lasairiona McMaster [McMaster, Lasairiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Drama Llama Publishing
Published: 2023-08-23T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 25

Apollo

(MARCH 25TH – DAY 8 POST OP)

It’s the Frozen Four quarter finals against Massachusetts. If we win tonight, we play Penn State in the semis in two days, and for the first time in a long time, we might actually have a chance at beating those fuckers.

My fire is back.

Maybe it’s ’cause my girl sucked every ounce of negative energy from my dick like it was a fucking straw last night. If we win, she and I may need to discuss pre-game blow jobs going forward. Like, forevermore. Somehow I think she’d be down for that. My fierce little flame definitely enjoyed making my eyes roll back in my head.

She didn’t push for me to talk, she didn’t guilt me into sharing, she accepted that I wasn’t ready... and then gave the best head I’ve ever had in my whole fucking life.

I’m not admitting to the rest of the guys that my girl’s tongue is the reason I’ve plucked my head out of my ass, but she definitely gave me a beat of clarity, repose, then subjected me to murder documentaries. She’s spending too much time with Eloise. Or Penelope. Or both. But she’s happier and that’s all I care about.

I’m reluctant to acknowledge it in case I jinx it, but we’re halfway through the second period of this game and everything feels right. The crowd is in full voice. Playoff hockey is my favorite kind of hockey. There’s something about the balance between speed and gritty, hard-hitting plays, and the crackle of excited anticipation in the stands.

Scott passes the puck through to center ice, Justin taps it to the outside where I pick it up and take the quick shot. Raffi’s rebound attempt is wide of the target. Massachusetts defense collectively jabs a little poke check, but they don’t get a shot away.

Another shot from Raffi, another rebound, off the back of the net. I thought it was in, so did the fans, so did Raffi and Justin, but their goalie got enough of it to stop it. Puta.

My legs burn, sweat’s trickling down my temples and into my ass crack, and all I can think of is scoring for mi princesa.

She’s watching at home, not ready to venture into the crowds with her cast, and it’s driving her up the walls. She’s been to damn near every hockey game since I learned to skate. Wearing my number and cheering my name.

Fuck.

She wears my number.

In a split second that takes on a whole new meaning, and I’m suddenly fighting a boner the whole way to the bench.

It might not be every hockey player’s fantasy to fuck a woman in their jersey, but it sure as hell is mine. It’s not something I’ve done before, but I make a mental note to tell her that at some point, I’m fucking her senseless with my name across her shoulders.

There’s under two minutes left in the second. We know what’s on the line right now. Everyone sitting in this barn knows what’s on the line.

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