Twisted Pride 18+

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CHAPTER 19

I don't know how it happened but I'm here watching Caden practice... here's the thing though, he's just in shirt and jeans on the ice, his ice skates are black and he's been trying to get me to join since he's just practicing on his own.

Caden slides past me backwards which makes me giggle. "Come on, join me," He says.

"Aren't you cold?" I ask. It's actually nice being in here on a hot day; my father owns this since he is the coach of their hockey team.

So he let us in with one call even though it's midnight.

Caden spins like some professional ice skater not some hockey player but he's just having fun and it's making me laugh. I kick on some ice skates and join him; I only know the basics of skating not hard core stuff.

"I'm warm," He says.

He circles around me and my head follows where he goes. So far it's the longest Caden hasn't been a downright asshole. "How are you speeding up without pushing against something?" I ask not knowing how to get my speed up that fast.

"Technically I am pushing off of something, it's more like body force."

"My hands are cold," he says fake shivering, knowing I'm gonna say something dirty. "Put them in my pants," I say. He chuckles and skates over to me. "Would it be so bad if we fucked right in the rink?" I ask.

"Not at all," he says moving his lips to mine which makes me gasp. I'm almost used to this whole kissing thing again. I throw my arms around his neck and feel us sliding backwards which makes me giggle.

It's freezing, I'm only in a skirt and an oversized shirt that overlaps the skirt leaving just the ends of it showing. Why did we wear such stupid outfits to the ice rink, it was a last second suggestion from Caden he didn't end up practicing today which stopped me from seeing him earlier.

"Do you want your knees and palms getting cold or your back and thighs?" he asks. So what he's asking is missionary or doggy? "The clothes stay on and for now my back shall be getting cold," I say, and we come to a halt.

The cameras aren't on well there is no power here right now besides the lights. "Wait you don't have to be cold." he sits down on the ice. "I'll be the cold one, come here," He says and I move to sit on him, trying not to hurt him with the skates when I straddle him.

"My knees though," I whine at the coldness.

He removes his gloves. "We'll warm up in a sec," he says. Is this actually happening?

He pulls me closer and we kiss, I'm cupping his cheeks while he's cupping my lower ones, my butt cheeks if you aren't a fast thinker. He better have a condom I'm not waiting another day. I rock my hips against him feeling his erection dig into me.

I slide my hands from his cheeks and slide them down until I reach the button to his jeans and pop it open.

"Lay me down because me riding you doesn't show me your talent that has built your ego so high," I say. He chuckles. "I could of showed you that another time but since you insist," he says and pulls off his shirt. "It's so your hair and shoulders don't stick to the ice," he says and lays it down behind me.

He lays me down, keeping my lower half held up. He finishes undoing his pants, unzipping the zip and pulling his pants down a bit before getting to his boxers, I watch his every move.

I see goose bumps develop on his arms from being shirtless. We might get sick but the cold doesn't give you a cold.

He reaches into his left pocket and pulls out a condom. I watch as he pulls his cock out, I gasp. Oh wow the 'it's big' wasn't a lie. It's thick with veins running across it.