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You told Calum that you wouldn't be able to make it to the game tonight because your daughter was sick and you needed to stay home with her. The thing is you hadn't expected her fever to go away so quickly or your mom to come over and take her for the night so you could go support your boyfriend. You figured you wouldn't tell him so he'd have a nice little surprise after the game. You watched half of the game on the tv and left during the third quarter. The forth quarter was in full swing by the time you got to the stadium. The sharp sound of skates slicing the ice that you knew too well increased in volume as you got closer and closer. Instead of taking your seat in the private box to avoid being seen, you wandered around in the far back. The rink was just barely in your line of sight, but it didn't matter because your eyes found him instantly. The 14 on his back gave him away. A quick glance at the score board and you knew his win would be inevitable. There were 30 seconds left and the goal at this point was to keep the other team from scoring. It didn't really matter though, one more goal wouldn't put them in the lead. You looked down at the box of donuts in your hands hoping they'd still be soft and warm by the games end. Donuts were his second favorite thing to have after a game. You, of course were the first. Warmth spread around your body at the thought of your post game escapes. Win or lose, sunshine or rain Calum knew you'd always be waiting for him at home ready to wrap around his body like a cobra. As the buzzer went off, the rush of adrenaline Calum got from playing was still going strong. Pats on the back from his team mates were exchanged. He noticed the reporters coming towards him and groaned inwardly. He knows he has to talk to them, otherwise he becomes the rude ungrateful hokey player and he just didn't want to deal with that. The first one to approach him was a blonde woman who looked to be in her mid thirties in a dress that not even the smallest girl could possibly breath in.
"So tell me, how are you feeling right now?"
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Ten minutes later, he was finally in the locker room humming to some random pop song he heard before the game. You decided it was time to reveal yourself. Moments later Calum heard the clicking of your heels echoing on the marble floors. He looked up immediately, knowing it was you. A wide grin adorned his face as you turned the corner. A white towel hung low on his hips, but his hair wasn't wet so you guessed he was about to get in the shower.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
"Lux felt better so my mom has her, and I thought I'd surprise you." You told him opening up the box of donuts.
"You're the best." He groaned grabbing a donut even though he was much more concerned with what was under the long coat you were wearing. As if you'd read his mind, you put the box down on the bench and stepped closer to him. He lifted one of his hands to your hair pulling out the ponytail holder. "Better." He whispered as you dragged your fingers down his chest dying to drag your tongue along every dip and curve. With a mischievous grin he watched your fingers move to unbutton your coat one by one. His cock was already hardening as more and more of your sweet skin was being revealed to him. You let the coat slide off your shoulders and onto the ground. "Fuck." He swore taking you in. You in gorgeous lingerie that he purchased himself, is one of his weakness. He often left the pretty packages next to you in the bed when he had to leave early for away games. You smirked at him absolutely loving how he was looking at you. You threw your arms over his shoulders pressing your plump mouth to his. His hands moved to roam all over you body making up for all the lost time.
"You were amazing out there baby." You complemented quickly before pressing your lips back together. Calum rendered it impossible to get over the feeling of your body against his. You were so soft and warm and he was all calloused and toned. It was the perfect contrast. Your hand mindlessly wandered down to his bulge starting to grip him through the towel craving his taste. Just as you were about to drop to your knees, the abrupt sound of a locker shutting stopped you. You looked around before he grabbed your hand and lead you to the shower he already had running. He ditched the towel before stepping in and setting his sights on you. You slipped off your heels feeling his eyes trace each and every one of your soft curves. He watched so very closely as you slipped off the delicate lace.
