On Ice

OI Chapter 21

It was still dark when my eyelids fluttered open. There was a heavy weight on my chest and my bladder felt like it was about to explode. My fingers did some detective work in the dark and I came to the realization that Kale was literally using my lady lumps as a pillow. A dorky smile came to my face and my fingers wove through his short locks in a pet of sorts, but then my bladder got on its loud speaker and I grimaced. Trying to slide out from underneath him was tricky as he had one arm wrapped around my hips and one of his legs thrown over both of mine. Easing his arm up and scooting my legs from beneath his restraining one, his head came up and he muttered, “What?”

I giggled, I couldn’t help it. He was so cute. I planted a smooch on his lips and whispered, “Nothing, I have to go to the bathroom.”

Kale grunted, shifted onto his other side and stilled, his breathing already even. He was out. Scrambling from the bed, I didn’t bother with panties or a t-shirt; I blindly made my way in the direction of the bathroom, bounced off the door jam with a soft curse before getting in and closing the door. I flicked the light on and immediately went to take care of business, blinking owlishly at the sudden bright light. As I was washing my hands, I got a good look at myself in the mirror. Yikes! Grabbing a wash cloth, I washed off what was left of my makeup and valiantly tried to finger comb my hair. I grunted as my finger got caught in a particularly stubborn snarl, forcing my fingers through until it was a snarl no more; I took another look at my hair. A frown was forming on my lips, I shrugged, it was the best I could do.

Opening the door a crack, I peeked out and made sure that my return trip wouldn’t lead me stumbling into any furniture before flicking off the light and heading back to bed. I climbed back in, suddenly a little embarrassed that I was in my birthday suit, but in no real mood to rectify my state of undress. Besides, our clothes had come off in the main room; I didn’t want to go out there with no clothes on. Sinking back into the pillows on my back, I tried to forget about my clothing dilemma. My fingers had a mind of their own as they crept across the bed until they were whispering across the taunt muscles of Kale’s back. When I realized what I was doing, I yanked my hand back and mentally berated myself. He had a hockey game today stupid, then we came here and he scored another hat trick! Give the poor guy a break, he’s exhausted!

Heaving a disappointed sigh, I turned over on my side, my back facing Kale and tried to settle down. I’d had a long day too, granted only the last part had been physical, but after my little nap I felt wide awake. I groaned softly. Stupid bladder! It was too quiet; the only sound in the room being Kale’s deep, even breathing. My foot wiggled and I squirmed, I really wanted to get up and go get my iPod out of my back pack. I could just plug the earbuds into my ears and lay here besides Kale thinking, but then I was right back to the no clothes dilemma. I felt Kale shift on the bed behind me. His arm snaked around my lower belly, one of his thighs wedged between mine and his chest pressed against my back. The desire that had been simmering in my belly fired to a boil as his hand drifted from my abdomen up my ribcage. I squirmed again. Kale groaned as I pressed my behind into him. At the sound I stilled, reminding myself that even if my body did want him to wake up and ravage me a fourth time, the logical part of me knew that he needed his sleep.

“You were out cold,” Kale mumbled, “I made sure before I fell asleep. Why are you awake?”

I shrugged in the darkness and immediately regretted it as one of my breasts brushed Kale’s hand. My legs clenched around Kale’s thigh. I was doing some deep breathing to try and tamp down the desire that was flooding my system. We’d done it three times already, was this normal? Surely this can’t be normal! I’d sucked my lower lip in and was worrying it when Kale pressed closer and whispered, “You’d better stop fidgeting and go to sleep or we’re going to have to go into overtime.”