Page 82 of Hockey Boy
“Come on, Lex.” I tug her toward the lake, keeping my voice low. “We don’t want to be here when War realizes that his evil stepbrother is dating his obsession.”
Rather than stick around and wait for the fallout, Lennox and I take the Jet Ski for a spin around the lake. The feel of her hands around my waist, her squeals in my ear when I rev the engine and take off, and the heat of her pressed up against me leave me smiling and happy.
Genuinely happy.
So happy that I don’t want it to end.
When I spot a small alcove on the other side of the lake, I pull the key out of the ignition, bringing it to a stop, and spin around on the seat so I’m facing her. “You having a good day?”
The smile on her face says it all. “One of the best.”
“Any way I can make it better?” I waggle my brows suggestively.
Her responding laugh is bubbly and light. “What do you have in mind?”
“Never have I ever fucked on a Jet Ski.”
The hitch in Lennox’s breath tells me she’s interested. “How’s your balance, Hockey Boy?”
Cocky as shit, I jump up and shake, rocking the vessel from side to side, easily maintaining my balance.
Lennox lurches forward, her fingers digging into my thighs like she truly believes I’d let her fall. “Aiden.”
Looming over her, I shoot her a wink. “Take out my cock.”
Her eyes dart to the shore. We’re well hidden in the alcove behind a copse of large spruce trees, so there is no way they can see us.
“What did I tell you about when we’re alone?” I grasp her chin, pulling her focus back to me. Her lips part in shock. “In public, you’re in control, but here—” I press my thumb against her bottom lip with a little more force than necessary. “Here, you are all mine to play with.”
She grazes my thumb with the tip of her tongue, making my dick jump.
“Now take out my cock and show me that you know how to listen.”
This time, she remains focused on me.
We’re wearing life vests, but considering the water is shallow in this cove, I unbuckle mine and nod for her to take care of hers. As she unzips the neoprene jacket, her nipples pebble against the fabric of her hot pink bathing suit. “Pull the straps down and let me see how beautiful you are.”
Lennox has never been shy a day in her life, and today is no exception. So now that she’s been reassured that it’s just us, she pulls both straps down. “Now what?” The way she says it, so obediently, as her eyessparkle, her pink hair blowing in the light breeze, has me growing harder by the second.
“Suck my cock until you’re so wet that I can bend you over this Jet Ski and fuck you. I want you whimpering around me and humping that seat. Think you can do that?”
Her face hardens in determination, and then she’s scrambling to pull me out of my shorts. When she’s got my hot, hard length in her hand, she licks her lips in anticipation. The first swipe of her tongue pulls a groan from my chest and has me clenching my ass cheeks.
“Yes,” I groan. “Just like that.”
The Jet Ski rocks as she bobs, and when she grinds against the seat like I asked, water sloshes up both sides.
“Good girl, listening so well. You getting that pussy nice and wet for me? Gonna slide all over my cock until you come.”
Moaning, she drags her gaze up to mine. The connection is visceral. A jolt that courses all the way to my toes. The way I feel about this woman? Fuck, it’s indescribable. She’s every dream I’ve ever had. Having her here, where it’s just us, knowing she’s doing this because she wants to, not because we’re playing our parts, is enough to have me teetering on the edge of losing control.
Gripping her chin, I force her to stop. I drop my forehead to hers, panting. “I need to be inside you.”
I flip my leg over to one side and drop to the seat behind her. “Push up, baby. Grab those handlebars, ass in the air for me.”
Over her shoulder, she shoots me a wicked grin. “Starting to think that’s your favorite position.”
“The view of your ass is hard to beat.”