Hockey Tales: Enforcer

Chapter 7

YAY!!! I finally got a chance to write. How cool is that. It's not very long but here it is. I'm going to try writing more often. Can't promise anything though. I am cautioning you, my readers. This chapter has a sex scene. If you are not comfortable with it, please skip this chapter. Hope you enjoy. Love you ya for staying with me

Moxxie

Chapter 7

The ride home was quiet and charged with tension. I knew where things were going to lead tonight. And I'm not afraid to admit, I'm terrified. The last time we had been together broke my heart. But with all the things he told me in the elevator, could I blame him? I had known from talking with Teagan that he did not have a loving upbringing. That he did not have a good foundation in excepting love and knowing how to deal with the emotions. But could he get over that? He already proved once that he was a flight risk when it came to emotions. I pushed all of those thoughts to the back of my mind. Tonight I was taking what I have craved for almost two years.

Letting us into my place, I took his hand and led him towards my room, kicking off my heels and dimming the lights as we entered. I could feel the tension building inside me. Sitting at the foot of my bed, I watched his eyes widen and his breathing become ragged as I slid my skirt up to take of my thigh highs. By the time I was finished, I was worked up as well. The power his arousal had over me was crazy.

Standing up, I crooked my finger to get him to come to me. I watched as he stalked toward me. And that could be the only way to describe it. His eyes were narrowed and hungry, like a predator going for the kill. His stride confident and smooth. I couldn't look away. The untamed lust turned his eyes into a dark, enchanting green.

His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me flush against his body. One hand trailing slowly up my exposed back. I could only gasp at the sparks blazing a trail behind his fingers. When his hand reached my neck his fingers twined into hair at my nape, tugging gently to tip and angle my head for his lips to meet mine perfectly. His tongue darting out to probe at my lips, asking entrance.

And as our tongues tangled with each other's, I realized my memories had nothing on the real thing. The way his smooth lips molded to mine. The rasp of his tongue against mine. His unique taste. They were all amazing in my memories. But right now, they were nothing compared to the heat being produced by my body.

I moaned as his lips left mine, only to gasp when they found the soft spot just under my ear. He he found any more soft spots, I'd never last. Needing a slight distraction, I ran my hands down his hard chest and flat abs to pull the his shirt out of his bottoms. Sliding my hands under his shirt, I felt his warm breathe hiss out again my neck and his swollen member jump against my stomach. My mind went fuzzy and my body ached in need.

Placing my lips against his ear, I whispered, “Ryan, I need this now.” I felt him stiffen and he looked as though her were about to argue but I cut him off. “We can take it as slow as you want later. I need you now, hard and fast. It's been too long.” With that said, I smashed my lips to him and started tugging clothes off. I got to appreciate his body for two seconds before my dress was falling to my ankles.

I moaned at the ragged look in his eyes. They were so dark that they appeared black. His face was savagely beautiful. His body honed to perfection. Like a Greek god. Reaching out, I captured his swollen sac and gently kneaded. The groan the escaped his mouth sounded so tortured. Kneeling down, I took his engorged head into my mouth and suckled, tasting his salty essence. Sucking him as far into my mouth as I could, I glanced up and we locked eyes. His jaw was clenched shut and his cheeks were flushed red.

“Enough!” he growled. Before I knew what was happening, I was on the bed face down with Ryan over me. He had my hands pinned above my head and I could feel his erection laying against my back and butt. “Leave your hands there.” He commanded and I felt too needy to disobey. I felt his hands run down my arms as he kissed, licked, and nibbled all the way down one side and back up the other. I couldn't help the shiver the broke out on my skin when he would hit sensitive spots.

His fingers slid in between my legs, gliding through my drenched lips with ease. His fingers caught hold of the sweetest bundle of nerves and I couldn't help the strangled cry that left my lips. I felt him smiling against my neck as he had me panting with his skilled fingers. Flicking that bundle of nerves in between gliding through my lips and penetrating me only an inch of a finger. He kept me on the edge of breaking.

After what felt like hours of sweet torture to my system, he knelt behind me, pulling my hips up over my knees. I braced my hands for support as he rubbed his swollen head against my entrance. Leaning over, he caught my ear lobe between his teeth. He muttered what I thought was a sorry before plunging into me in one strong thrust. My body bowed at the extreme sensations and my mind shut down. Before I could accustom myself he had pulled out almost completely and plunged back in. I whimpered at the lose before screaming in ecstasy as he continued to plunge hard and fast into me.

I could feel myself dangerously close to the edge when he reached around and rubbed my between my legs, hitting my nerves just right. Screaming out release as I tumbled over, I felt him stiffen before thrusting one last time and spilling himself into me. He collapsed onto me taking me down to the bed but being careful not to put too much weight on me.

I couldn't catch my breath. My heart was hammering in my chest and my body was worn out. I felt him shift after a moment and get out of bed. I was about to complain when the bathroom lit flipped on and he came back out with a wash cloth. He cleaned me up before climbing back in bed and cuddling up behind me. The arm he wrapped around my waist kept me from moving but I didn't want to move. My body and mind were content. I snuggled back into him, feeling his warmth invade me. We should probably take about this but I was just too tired. I was about to drift off when he kissed my hair gently and whispered “good night, love.” before falling asleep himself.