Page 22 of Breakaway (Nashville Knights Hockey #3)

Chapter Twenty-Two

CHLOE

T ension brims and swirls on the longest elevator ride known to humankind. Dax stands on one side of the small car, hands in his pockets, while I wait on the other.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen Dax look as sexy as when he’s wearing a tux. And all I want to do is rip it off of him.

“Is your tux rented?”

“Why are you asking?” He looks confused.

Pushing off the gold hand railing, I close the distance between us. I finger the studs on his starched shirt. “Because you look so good in this that I’m ready to tear it off you.”

He tugs me in close, hands skimming the top of my ass. “We could get in trouble if we did that in here.”

“Too bad we can’t go somewhere else where it would be okay.” I quirk a brow at him.

“That would take way too long to get there. And I’ve been patient all night.”

“You have, have you?”

I drag a finger along his smooth jaw. A shudder racks my body at the thought of feeling his face between my legs .

“It was a trial in patience, Chloe.” Dax presses his lips just below my ear. “Seeing you in this dress? All I’ve wanted to do is peel you out of it. See what’s hiding underneath."

“Dax,” I moan, digging my fingers into his pecs. “I need you.”

He trails his lips up and down my neck. Hot, wet kisses that ignite the fire in my core. “Almost there, Sunshine. Just a few?—”

The elevator dings and I hurry out, not wanting to wait a second longer.

Dax, it seems, is in no hurry as he strolls behind me.

“Would you hurry up?” I snap my fingers at him.

“You have someplace you need to be?” He stops, fidgeting with his shirt cuffs.

“If you don’t hurry up, Dax Fletcher, I am going to go into that room and start myself.”

That gets his attention. “Is that supposed to be a punishment, Chloe? Because it doesn’t sound like it.”

“You are?—”

What I was going to say is quickly forgotten as Dax hurries toward me and kisses me like I’ve never been kissed before.

He swallows my gasp, tangling his tongue with mine as he backs us toward our destination. We both fight for control as I cling to him for dear life.

Every nerve ending in my body is on fire and ready to explode at his taste. My back hits a wall, but we don’t stop. If anything, it urges Dax on.

He thrusts a leg between mine, and I grind down on him as his lips move along my jaw. Featherlight kisses make me want to explode.

“Dax, I?— ”

“Yeah?” He tugs my earlobe between his teeth. “What do you want?”

“To be naked under you and feel you inside me.”

“You don’t like this?” He drags a finger along my exposed thigh.

“We’ve already done this. I want?—”

“Tell me what you want.”

It’s a demand.

“I want your mouth on me as I come on your tongue.”

“What else?” He flicks his tongue against the soft flesh of my ear and it makes me dizzy with lust.

“To feel your dick stretch me while you fuck me.”

Dax pulls back, grabbing my hand and pulling me after him. “You should know something by now, Sunshine.”

“What’s that?”

“I’ll always give you whatever you want.”

Waving the key over the card reader, it flashes green and Dax pulls me in after him. The room is dark, except for the lights from the street flooding in from down below.

“Tell me more, Chloe.” His voice is gravelly, deep. I’ve never heard it that way before. It goes right to my pussy, amping up my desire for this man.

“More of what?”

“What exactly do you want me to do to you right now?”

I spin, collecting my hair over one shoulder. “I want you to undress me.”

The air is thick as Dax closes the distance between us and presses into me from behind. I gasp at the feel of his hard cock digging into my ass.

I don’t think the humping at the club gave me a good idea of his size. But now? Dax is going to split me wide open and I can’t wait .

He takes his time, dragging his fingers along my neck and shoulder. Tracing circles on my exposed back.

The snick of the zipper echoes in the room as he drags it down, millimeter by slow millimeter. His lips follow the path, getting lower and lower.

“Step out.”

I kick the material to the side as he pulls me back against him. Strong hands roam up and down my sides.

“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to feel you like this, Chloe?”

“How long?” I whisper, peering up at him over my shoulder.

His eyes are tender, yet filled with lust and desire at the same time. “Longer than you can imagine.”

Sweeping me into his arms, Dax drops me in the center of the bed before crawling over my body and straddling my hips.

“What are you going to do next?” I ask.

In nothing but my bra, underwear, and heels, it should feel weird to be like this with Dax—but it doesn’t.

My only regret right now is that we haven’t been doing this longer. Because as his deft fingers work the studs of his shirt, exposing his abs, I want to lick each and every one of them.

“Seems like you might want to do something.” His lips quirk up into a sly smile.

Flipping our positions, I straddle Dax. His face is full of shock as I run my hands over his hard muscles.

Covering his body with mine, I drag my breasts over his chest as I whisper, “This.”

Taking my time to savor his body, I kiss, nip, and suck my way down his neck. Over his hard pecs. Down the lines carved into his abs. The V’s sneaking out from his pants.

I have never let myself ogle Dax, but tonight I am. I am taking in every bit of this man that looks like he was chiseled from the finest marble.

“Chloe. Fuck.”

“Not yet. I’m not done yet.”

Dax’s skin is warm and taut. He’s writhing under my touch.

“I don’t know how much longer I can wait,” he bites out.

Kneeling between his spread legs, I run a finger along his hard cock. “You want me now?”

“I’ve always wanted you,” he confesses. “But right now, I want you riding me.”

I don’t take my eyes off him as I grab his belt and undo the clasp. Unfasten the button and slide the zipper down.

“Up.”

He lifts his hips so I can pull his pants down, taking his shoes and socks with them.

In nothing but his undone shirt and black boxer briefs, I have to bite down on my lip to keep from jumping him.

Strong thighs have a light dusting of hair as I crawl my way back up his body to relieve him of his briefs.

And when I do?

“Holy shit. You’re huge.”

Dax, my quiet, soft-spoken best friend, has the biggest dick I think I’ve ever seen in my life.

“It’ll fit.” He smirks.

“Are you sure?”

Beckoning me up with a finger, Dax pulls my body over his and kisses me. Hands sliding under the material of my underwear, he moves me over his cock. I moan and purr as the two of us make out like we have all the time in the world.

Dax flips us and hovers over me, eyes darker than I’ve ever seen them .

“What are you going to do now?” I stare down at his kiss-swollen lips.

Moving down my body, he pulls my underwear off and tosses them behind him. “I’m going to get a taste of you. Make you come on my tongue before you come on my dick.”

My eyes don’t leave his as he positions himself between my legs. He breathes me in, nose dragging through my wet folds.

“Dax,” I whine.

“Patience, Sunshine. I want to remember everything about this moment.”

“Like?”

“Like how good you smell. How soft your skin is. The way you look laid out for me. Fuck, I want to etch every single part of your body into my memory so I never forget.”

“Can you do it after you make me come?” I plead, throwing my arm over my eyes.

I’m wet, greedy, and need this man to make me come like I’ve never come before in my life.

“Okay.”

“Okay?” I peer up at him. “Just like that?”

“Just like that,” he agrees. “Because I’ll give you whatever you want.”

This time, he swipes his tongue through my dripping pussy.

“Oh my God!” I arch off the bed at the first swipe.

His fingers dig into my thighs as he holds me open to him. He wastes no time devouring me like I’m his last meal on earth.

I push my fingers into his hair, holding on for dear life. His finger strums my clit as he lifts my hips higher off the bed .

“Oh my God. Oh my God.”

I repeat it over and over again as Dax works me over like a fine-tuned instrument. It’s like he knows exactly what to do to make me explode for him.

“I’m so close, Dax. So close.”

He pushes two fingers inside of me and sucks onto my clit. I bite into my lip to keep from crying out because I want to draw out my pleasure a little longer. Feel his mouth on me.

“That’s it, Sunshine. Yes. Come for me.”

This time, he pushes three fingers inside of me as he rolls his tongue in a complicated maneuver over my clit.

It’s all I need to be pulled under the weight of my release.

“Dax!” My thighs squeeze his head as my orgasm takes over. It feels endless. Wave after tidal wave of pleasure pulls me under. There’s no better feeling as I relish the bliss coursing through me.

One high heel dangles from my foot and the other is off completely. My body is limp from how hard I came.

“Think you have one more in you?” He gives himself a long, slow stroke.

I cover his hand with mine. “For you? Yes.”

I want nothing more than to feel that cock of his inside me and let him make me come again. Fill me so full that I know nothing but Dax and Dax alone.

Dax fishes his wallet out and plucks a condom from it before rolling it down his hard length. Down every single last inch that I still don’t think will fit inside me.

“It’ll fit, I promise.”

My eyes snap to his. An easy smile plays on his gorgeous lips.

“How is it that you know what I’m thinking?”

“I know you, Chloe. You’re easy to read. ”

“Then what am I thinking right now?”

“How annoyingly charming I am and how that bothers you because you want me inside of you.”

“Damn. You are good.”

Dax lowers himself over me, taking my lips in a sweet kiss as he rolls his hips through my pussy. My nails dig into his back, urging him on.

“Ready?” he whispers, kissing the corner of my mouth.

“Yes.”

Lining himself up, he pushes inside, stopping every few inches to let me adjust.

And wow. Do I ever need to adjust.

“That’s it, Sunshine. You’re doing good.” He reaches between us, fingering my clit. It sends my world tilting off axis even more.

His words of praise and his touch help me relax as he keeps going farther and farther until he bottoms out.

“Oh!” I gasp, as I wiggle my hips under his weight.

“Told you.”

I’ve never felt so full in my life. Never did I think this is what my best friend was hiding all these years.

Breathing through the initial sting of being stretched and filled so completely, I cup Dax’s cheeks and kiss him, letting him know it’s okay to go.

He swivels his hips ever so softly, and it’s all I need for that sting to go away and pleasure to once again take over every crevice of my body.

Dax’s moves start slow then speed up. Each thrust of his hips stirs the need in my body for him.

I have never craved someone the way I crave this man right now. The way his hands know exactly how to tweak my nipples. The way his lips nip and suck on my neck. His hips thrust hard and fast, soft and slow. Every fiber of my being is a live wire ready to snap .

“You feel so damn good, Chloe. So fucking perfect,” he growls. “All I want is to make you come again. Feel you come on my dick and make me explode.”

“Yes. Oh God, yes!”

I drag my nails along his spine as I dig my heels into his ass, urging him on. His hips falter as he picks up the pace. With one last stroke of his finger over my clit, I’m done.

“Dax!” I shout as I start to come again. It’s no less powerful than the first, but still rolls through my body as I feel Dax pour his own release into the condom.

He buries his head in my shoulder as he holds me through our release.

“Hell, that was amazing,” he says into my neck.

“Perfect. It was perfect.”

I don’t know how much time has passed as our sticky bodies lie together, but I know one thing for certain.

I’m a goner for my best friend.

There was never any hope of doing anything but falling for Dax, and in one night, I’ve gone and fallen harder than I ever thought possible.