SCORE!

Score! - Jo

"Jo..." Colby breathed, taking a step towards me. "You... You're... what the FUCK!" Colby roped his arms around me pulling me into his room, slamming the door. My arms went around his neck, legs around his waist, and I clung to him like he was going to disappear from me again.

My man.

My hockey man.

My Colby.

My birthday boy.

Tonight was the home opener, on his birthday, and I was here surprising him. Not sure there is more to ask for.

I whimpered, my face tucked into his neck, and sighed, intaking his soap scent.

"Baby, look at me." Colby tugged on my shirt, leaning back to look up at me, and I sighed again, tears collecting in my eyes. Colby leaned me against the door, his hands underneath my ass to keep me up right. "My fucking angel."

"My hockey man." I coraked through tears. My hands roamed his face, feeling his stubble scratch the insides of my hands lightly. "You have no idea how much I missed you."

Grinning, Colby's nose brushed mine, his jaw ticking.

"Prove it to me, Angel." Colby pushed. Biting my lip, I pressed mine onto his, moaning softly into him. Finally, After a long rough six weeks, I finally had him in my arms again. Right where he belonged. Other than on the ice, he belonged with me, in my arms. Inside of me. Near me. With me.

One of Colby's hands came up to the back of my neck, keeping my head in place. My fingers wove through and knotted in his still damp hair. After all this time of being apart, I didn't want to spend another second away from him. His tongue licked my bottom lip,and darted inside of my mouth, tasting every inch of me. His hands wents for my ass squeezing my cheeks, making me moan into his mouth. My fingers tugged tighter on his hair, my legs locking in on his waist. Leaving no space for errors. Pulling away slowly, both of us breathing heavily, my eyes still closed.

"When the hell did you get here? Why didn't you tell me sooner? I could have met you at the airport, baby." Colby whispered after some time. His lips moved to my forehead, and peppered my face with kisses between each sentence. I leaned my head back on the door, hoping to god he would kiss elsewhere momentarily.

"Roughly two hours ago. Scarlett, Trent and I checked in an hour ago, and Scarlett's been in contact with everyone about this. Everyone knew and didn't tell you, Bee. Surprise, hockey man." I purred to him, arching my chest into him, clinging to his hair, making him groan beneath me.

"I missed you every fucking second I was away from you, Jo. The more I saw your face the easier this got for me." Colby murmured into my skin, his lips lightly kissing my neck. "I missed my girl."

Climbing down, slowly, I stood chest level with him now, my hands on his chest. My body shuddered with pleasure feeling his muscles tense under my touch. My eyes roamed his boy, taking every inch of him in. Drinking him into my memory. He was no longer the boy that left six weeks ago.

Colby was a man now. His muscles were more toned, more defined, and bigger. The more I took in, the more I realized we were walking backwards into his room, collapsing onto his bed. His towel was still wrapped around his waist, I straddled his lap, discarding my jersey, I laid it on the opposite bed, careful not to ruin it. My bra follows after.

"Please tell me you have time." I panted, my hands raking down his abs, making him hiss beneath me, bucking his hips, feeling his dick hard for me under his towel.

"Depends." Colby grinned, leaning up on his right arm, his left up in my hair, threading and tugging hair back exposing my neck, making me gasp. His lips were soft and hot against my skin, as the trailed them across my neckline, across each collarbone until I heard him whisper deeply,