Breakaway: An Accidental Marriage Hockey Romance (Sinners on the Ice)

When I kiss her lips, I feel drunk. My mind is so hazy, I barely understand where I’m going. Her hands roam over my shoulders and down my back. Desperately. Frantically. Almost as if she can’t stand the idea of anything between us at all.

“Take it off,” she orders, her lips leaving mine for just long enough to do it. “Take this damn T-shirt off.”

I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and roll it between my teeth. She whimpers when I lean away, a tiny red mark fresh on her bottom lip. Her lips look puffy already, a little bit swollen, and I’m only just getting started.

She won’t be able to fucking leave my bed once I’m done with her. Not that I am opposed to that. Waking up with her would be everything—just like finally dipping my cock deep inside her pussy will be. Nevaeh is all I can think about, and even if I don’t want to admit it…the lines started to blur a long time ago, mixing what’s right and what’s wrong together, until I can’t tell the difference.

When my feelings twist together like that, all I can do is surrender.

In my room, I put her on my bed and stop beside it. I grab the hem of my tee and take it off, flinging it to the floor. Her eyes darken, her pupils dilating as she slowly slides her gaze from my face to my chest. The heat behind her irises is familiar to me, because it’s exactly how I look at her. “Desire” is not even the right word to describe what I’m feeling right now.

I’m fucking obsessed.

“Better?” I ask.

Nevaeh doesn’t answer. Instead, she lies on her back, slips her hands under her skirt, and the next thing I know—her panties land on the floor. Bending her legs at the knees, she spreads herself open for me, and the view of her wet pussy is all I want to look at.

My mouth waters, and I swallow hard. The need to bury my face in her precious cunt is insane. I have no idea what stops me from pouncing on her…probably the fact that I want my first time with her to be perfect. It’s what she deserves.

“Better?” she teases, trailing her fingers from her neck down to her tits.

“So much better,” I whisper hoarsely, dropping to my knees in front of her.

I place my hand on her belly, sliding it down her lower abdomen to her sweet pussy. The second I rub her clit between my fingers, Nevaeh lets out a loud moan and lifts her hips for me.

“So eager to feel my tongue in your pussy?” I murmur, firmly taking hold of her hips and drawing her to me.

“Yes…”

“Good, because I’m fucking starving for you, Malyshka.”

Flicking my tongue over her clit and down her folds, I taste her slowly. With each move, I go deeper, stroking her smoothly and adding a little bit more pressure. She’s so sweet, and so addictive. Going down on her could easily become my favorite routine, being on my knees for her and giving her pleasure.

“Just like that…You’re so good…” Nevaeh moans, lifting her hips up and down, rubbing her pussy over my face. “Please don’t stop, Roman.”

I suck her clit into my mouth, and she digs her fingernails in my hair. Smiling, I add one finger inside her and then another one, curling them so I can reach her sweet little spot. With how loud she starts moaning, I can’t help but feel smug. She’ll be coming in no time. All over my face and my tongue. And I can’t wait to see her come undone…because of me.

“Your fucking tongue…” she breathes, her fingers tugging my hair harder.

Thrusting my fingers inside her, I fuck her deep and slow. My tongue laps over her clit faster and faster, driving her to her release.

“I’m coming…Roman, please!” Nevaeh cries out, her ass in the air as she comes. Her walls squeeze around my fingers, her juices exploding all over my tongue. Delicious. The best I’ve ever tasted.

I lick her clit and lazily pump my fingers into her, prolonging her orgasm. Only when her legs stop trembling do I move away and stand up. The tightness in my jeans makes me shift, trying to find the best posture when my boner is threatening to burst.

Nevaeh props herself on her elbows, breathing heavily. Her hair sticks to her sweaty forehead, her eyes hooded with lust as she watches me. Licking her lips, she pushes herself up and sits up straight. I hold her gaze, telling myself to wait. Today, it’s all about her and what she wants. All my dirty fantasies about her tied to my bed are on hold…for now.

“Take off your jeans,” Nevaeh whispers.

Shaking my head and laughing quietly, I do as she says, but I keep my boxers on. She needs to be more specific if she wants me out of my clothes.

“Get naked,” I tell her with a smile.

Mischief flickers behind her irises, her eyes sparkling. But she doesn’t argue, just takes off her dress and unclasps her bra. When her clothes fall to the floor, Nevaeh climbs further into my bed. My gaze coasts over her face, her hair splayed over my pillows and down her body, and I start to wonder if I’ve ever seen anyone more perfect than she is. Her smooth, tanned skin. Her round, perky tits with pebbled nipples. Not too big, and so damn flawless. Her flat stomach rising and falling with her erratic breath. Those hips…and her fine ass.

If I was attracted to her before, when I hadn’t had the chance to see all of her, now it’s on another level. Ya real’no teryayu golovu ryadom s ney⁠1.

I put one knee on the bed and pause. “Are you on the pill?”

“I am,” she confirms, circling a finger over her pebbled nipple. The motion has me transfixed.

“Can I fuck you bare?” I ask. My voice is thick and low. “I just got tested; I can show you the results.”

“You can. You don’t need to show me anything.” Nevaeh spreads her legs wide, dipping her fingers inside her. “I trust you.”

“Well, then…”

I quickly take off my boxers, and my dick springs free. Hard and so fucking ready, a drop of pre-cum on its head. I get on the bed and curl my hand around my cock, pumping it slowly. Moving toward her, I keep my gaze trained on her face.

“Oh my God, Roman!” Nevaeh exclaims, her gaze glued to my dick. “There’s no way you’re going to fit!”

It’s not the first time I’ve heard that, but with her it hits different. It’s a fucking billion-megawatt boost to my ego.

“Don’t worry, Malyshka, you can take it. No one’s complained before.”

Her mouth forms a little O, her eyes narrowing in an instant. She pushes herself up and hooks her finger around my little cross necklace, forcing me to bend down to her.

“Did you really mention other women you’ve been with while you’re in bed with me?” she hisses, her gaze dancing between my eyes and my mouth.

“What women?” I say and smash my lips on hers, making her moan the second I pull away.

“I hate you right now…” Nevaeh whispers as I position myself and push my cock inside her. Little by little. Inch by inch. Moving slowly in and out, I wait for her to adjust to my length.

“Hate me? Why?”

“Because you make everything perfect.” She moans, her eyes falling closed. “Your tongue in my pussy? Perfection. Your fucking dick hitting me so deep I feel like coming after just one thrust? Perfection.”

“How about this?” I ask teasingly, circling my hands around her ankles and placing her legs on my shoulders. I sink more inside her until I’m finally balls deep. I groan, closing my eyes and fucking her faster. “Kak horosho⁠2.”

“Oh God…” Nevaeh exhales between loud moans, her legs trembling. “I’m going to come…”

I grin, open my eyes, and look down at her. Our gazes meet, and the most alluring smile crosses her features. Her fingers are playing with her nipples as I start pounding into her harder, driving us both to orgasm, one I know will be our first…of many.

Staying away from her now that I’ve got a taste? Nevozmozhno⁠3.

“Nevaeh,” I whisper, tracing her cheek with the pad of my finger. “Malyshka, it’s time to wake up.”

“But I don’t want to.” Her hands sneak around my torso, and she presses herself closer to me. Her pebbled nipples rub against my skin, even through her tiny T-shirt, and my dick slowly gets harder. Chert⁠4. A boner is definitely not something I need when she has to work and it’s my first day of training camp. Especially when her alarm has gone off four times in the last twenty minutes.

Bending down, I press my lips to her nose. “You’re going to be late for work.”

“It’s your fault for fucking me so good that I don’t want to move.” She nuzzles her face in my neck. Her soft lips travel down my throat, and I groan, feeling a rush of energy spread through my veins and right to my dick.

Dammit, I have it so bad for her. I need to do something about it. As soon as possible.

Tossing the blanket aside, I scoop her into my arms and get us both out of bed. Nevaeh wraps her arms around my neck, and a bright smile plays on her sleepy face. I carry her to the bathroom, tightening my hold. As if she’s the most treasured thing in the world.

It feels so good, just like being inside her felt last night. So fucking good. I can see myself wanting to do it again and again, and fucking again. Though even then I’m not sure it will be enough.

I put her on the bathroom counter and take a step back. Or at least, I try. Her hand snakes around my wrist, and she forces me to stay put. With a crooked smile, I inch forward until I’m between her legs.

“You need to get ready for work,” I tell her.

“And you need to get ready for your first day back. So what?”

“I still have time.” I tuck her hair behind her ears, gently sliding my fingers down the delicate column of her throat. “It’s not my alarm that woke us up.”

Nevaeh bites her bottom lip, her teeth grazing it slowly. Her hands slip down my hips, and she pushes my boxers down, releasing my already hard dick. Our eyes meet, and I’m a goner. She’s won me over, and I didn’t even realize we were playing.

“Looks like my alarm didn’t just wake us up,” she murmurs, wrapping her palm around my cock. A few light strokes, and I brace myself on the counter on either side of her, closing my eyes. “I want you.” Her voice is just above a whisper, but I hear it clearly. “I always set my alarm two hours before I need to leave. Gives me enough time to get ready.” Her strokes become rougher. “Roman, please…” she begs.

Hauling her to me by her hips, I pull down her panties, ripping them in the process. My impatience got the best of me.

“Guess I’ll need new panties.”

“Whatever you want, Malyshka,” I say, driving myself inside her. “You’ll never hear no from me.”

“Promise?” She winds her hands around my neck. Her lips are an inch away from mine.

“Anything for you,” I breathe and kiss her, losing myself to the feeling of her in my arms.

1 Я реально теряю голову рядом с ней. — I really lose my mind around her.

2 Как хорошо. — So good.

3 Невозможно. — Impossible.

4 Чёрт. — Shit.