Love Game

Chapter Five - The Agreement

Mallory's POV

After Gabe and I had a private practice together, it was time for us to make our way off the ice. I followed him into the locker room, loosening the strap on my helmet and slowly pulling it off my head. My sweat soaked auburn colored hair hung in my face, drops of sweat dripping off the tips. I wipe my jersey sleeve across my forehead, removing any sweat that could have been there.

"You look wiped!" Gabe laughs as he throws a towel my way and I soon wipe down my face with it.

The time that I had spent with Gabe today has made me more comfortable around him, like we can actually get along. The thought of us being teammates with benefits still hasn't left my mind. I wasn't too entirely sure how to bring up the subject to Gabe. Oh, hey. Do you want to be sex buddies?

"You worked me too hard." I tease, sending a smirk his way as I arrive at my locker.

"I can work you harder," he says seductively, soon moving his hand to cover his mouth, his eyes wide in shock.

I giggle in reply, trying to hide the fact that my cheeks have turned a deep shade of pink. I was blushing uncontrollably and Gabe was the reason.

"Is that a challenge?" I smirk, turning to face him as I put my hands on my hips.

"It can be," he smirks, slowly moving towards me. "It's a challenge I'm willing to take."

"I am a very risky challenge, Landeskog." I wink, licking my bottom lip playfully. "I'm not sure if you can handle it."

Gabe bites his lip as sweat drips down his forehead. He lets out a small whimper. I have him right where I want him. His hands make their way out of his gloves and he grips the padding of his hockey pants. It seemed as if I was turning him on. Smirking mentally to myself, I lick my lips playfully again, hearing a deep moan to escape his throat.

"I can definitely handle it," he whispers, trying to hide the shakiness in his voice but was unsuccessful to do so.

"I'll make a deal with you," I whisper, looking into his eyes. "If I make the team, we become teammates with benefits."

"Deal," he whimpers, his breathing starting to hitch.

I smile cheekily at him before I turn towards my locker, grabbing hold of some clothes from my hockey bag. As I turn to face him, he has his bottom lip in between his teeth. I tilt my head to the side, trying to act shy and innocent, even though I definitely wasn't "innocent" a couple minutes ago.

"I want to take you to dinner," he says calmly, soon taking a deep breath afterwards.

"I'd like that." I whisper, giving him a half-smile before I start to turn towards the showers.

"No," he whispers, grabbing a hold of my arm. "I'll shower here. You can shower at the hotel."

I look at him confused, but I don't argue with him. He soon walks past me and I shake my head, soon stripping out of my soaking wet gear. I wipe down my body with the towel before sliding into a pair of camouflage shorts and a black ruffled tank top. I dry my wet hair with the towel, squeezing it tight around each strand of hair. I close my eyes and I hum to myself, softly swaying back and forth.

What just happened with Gabe was something I will never forget. I just agreed to have sex with him. No feelings, no cute relationship; just sex. What was I thinking? Especially after my last sexual encounter that has left me scarred for life. There's no turning back now. A deal is a deal. I just hope that it will be more enjoyable than my first time. I was drunk and slept with a man I absolutely despise. I hated him, but then I realized something. Maybe if I slept with another man, the nightmares of him and I together would end. Why didn't I think of this sooner?