“Awww, reallllyyy,” she sings out, her voice making my cock shrivel, “but Max told me this is his room.”
“Nope, not his room. Last I heard he was complaining about his dick being super itchy, something about crabs, or what is that other STD that causes itching?” Karrie says while I stand behind the door laughing with my hand over my mouth. “Although he was saying something about green slime.”
The gasp that the blonde shrieks out makes me grab my junk just thinking about it.
“Thanks for letting me know.” Is the last thing we hear before Karrie closes the door and glares at me.
“What?” I ask her.
“What? What? A puck bunny just knocked on my door looking for you. This morning Max knocked on my door and you almost beheaded him.” She folds her arms over her breasts, making them push up.
“Babe,” I say while she puts up her hand, but I walk up to her. “I didn’t even notice who she was. I have eyes for one girl and one girl only. My girl.”
“Do those lines actually work?” she asks while she takes her shirt off. “You owe me one hundred and twenty-five dollars. That was a designer.” She points to the shirt lying on the floor.
“How much is the bra?” I ask her, walking her backward to the bed.
“Don’t you dare, Matthew, this is one of my favorite bras and it’s discontinued!”
“Are you going to be nice to me?” I ask her while she falls on the bed. “Are you going to give me a celebration surprise?” I straddle her, pushing her tits together. “Are you going to give me what I want?”
“No,” she says, yet in her eyes I see it’s going to be yes.
“I think you will,” I tell her while I trace her nipple through the padding, her eyes almost closing.
“Get off me, you big oaf.” She tries to buck me off, making her bra cup open a little just enough for me to get my two fingers in to roll her nipple. “You’re really annoying. You know that, right?”
I smile at her, leaning down to whisper in her ear, “Best part of tonight, having you to come home to.”
She rolls her eyes at me. “Oh, please, like you were really missing me with all your harem at the bar.”
I sit up again. “Babe.”
“Shut up, Matthew,” she tells me, trying to push my chest back.
I grab her hands, putting them by her head while her eyes never leave mine.
“Babe, you have to know”—I kiss her cheek—“that I didn’t even give them a second thought.” I kiss her other cheek. “You don’t go after fake when you have a diamond in your hand.” I kiss her lips, softly watching her eyes. I don’t let her think; I kiss her again, this time letting my lips linger on hers.
I kiss her softly, watching her eyes till her fingers close on mine, till her hands hold mine. “You,” I tell her when she opens her eyes. “All I see is you.”
“Okay, I get it. You can stop with the lines,” she tells me, her thumb rubbing my finger.
“Not a line, babe. I will never feed you those lines. It’s the truth, no matter how much it will suck. I will never ever lie to you.” Her smile starts off slowly till it’s full blown. “Now are you going to give me my celebration surprise?”
“I guess you earned it,” she says, her head coming up so she can kiss my lips. And for the rest of the night she congratulates me more and more. So much that we almost miss the two alarms that we set.
We make it to the bus right on time. I look down at the floor while Mindy chimes in, “Seriously, how do you both sleep in?”
I’m thinking about making an excuse when Karrie leans over me. “How is it possible that I hear him snore through the walls and a door? He kept me up all night.”
I smirk at her, thinking if anyone of us snores it’s her.
“Oh, you poor thing,” Mindy says right as the bus takes off toward the airport. The rest of the team are half-up half-sleeping. It’s a travel day thankfully, so no skating till tomorrow morning.
Checking into the hotel, the rest of the team starts talking about a team dinner. It’s decided that we will all be headed to the steakhouse two streets down. Once we get in our room, we both collapse on the bed and fall asleep the second our heads hit the pillow.
We get ready by taking a shower together, which only leads to me having my dessert before my meal. I grab my jeans out of my bag while I look over at Karrie, seeing her put on a black loose skirt with a jean button-down top.