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TASHA

Trevor Hall—star player for the Toronto Knights—made a big splash when he was seen kissing Tasha Davis. Daughter to Robert and Jennifer Davis, owner’s of Toronto’s elite law firm–Davis & Associates. We are unsure if the pair are a couple or if it’s another fling for Hall, but the two definitely put on a show for fans.

A picture of Trevor and I kissing was posted right below the article.

“At least it’s a good photo,” I muttered as I stared at the article written about Trevor and me. I knew there would be something written about us after kissing at his game, so I wasn’t all that surprised when Josie sent it to me. I was a bit surprised at how long it took them to print it.

It was currently Sunday night, and I was sitting on my couch, stuffing my face with ice cream as I went over work stuff. I was going to go hang out with Josie but with a new patient coming tomorrow I wanted to be prepared. And I was sulking .

Trevor was away for two hockey games, spanning five days, leaving me home alone. I understood why Josie and Mila hated away games so much. Not having Trevor around sucked. I'd gotten so used to being with him everyday. Either going to his place or coming here, making dinner together, and watching TV on the couch.

It was probably healthy having some space and not spending so much time together, but that didn’t mean it didn’t suck. He wouldn’t be back until tomorrow afternoon, which felt like a lifetime. So, I was trying to distract myself with work, but every few minutes, I found myself looking over at my phone.

I told myself I wasn’t going to bother Trevor, but the urge to text him was growing by the second. I looked over my patient's file one more time before I gave in. Reaching for my phone next to me, I sent him a text. It was a little after eight, so he should still be up.

Forcing myself not to stare at the screen until he replied, I gathered all my work files and put them off to the side. I wasn’t getting anything else done tonight.

Curling up with a blanket, I switched the TV to a random movie as I waited for my phone to buzz. Thankfully, I didn’t have to wait long.

Trevor: I was just about to text you.

A stupid smile graced my face at the text.

Tasha: Great minds think alike. What are you up to?

Trevor: Lying here listening to Bryton snore like a gorilla. If we didn’t need him tomorrow for the game, I would put a pillow over his head.

I snorted, picturing him doing just that.

Tasha: If you put a blanket over his head, and he suffocates, it's technically not your fault.

Trevor: That is a very tempting idea. Here.

A second later, a video appeared in the text thread. The sound of snoring came through my speaker, the screen black before the camera was flipped around and Trevor came into view. The back light of the phone lit up his face enough that I could see him roll his eyes. The video ended with his face staring back at me.

Even lying there, about to sleep, he was absolutely irresistible. He’d only been gone four days, but I drank in the sight of him. Did he get even hotter while he was gone?

Clicking on my own camera, I took a quick selfie of just my face. I didn’t look the greatest with my greasy hair pulled up into a bun, face free of makeup, as I wore my pj’s, but I hit send anyway.

Tasha: You need earplugs!

It took a minute for Trevor to reply and when he did, I felt myself flush.

Trevor: Wish your thighs were my earmuffs.

I read his text again and again, my thighs pressing together involuntarily. His innuendo was clear as day as I immediately pictured his head between my legs, thighs clamped around him to keep him in place.

Tasha: Don’t start something you can’t finish.

Trevor was such a tease, even if he wasn’t sitting next to me. I wouldn’t put it past him to get me all hot and bothered and then say goodnight.

Trevor: Who says I won’t.

As I struggled to come up with a reply, Trevor sent me another.

Trevor: What are you wearing?

I couldn’t help but snort at the comment. Such a guy question.

Tasha: Nothing but a lacy thong.

Couldn’t be further from the truth. I was in a pair of baggy sweats and one of Trevor’s T-shirts that was huge on me. Not to mention my fuzzy socks that were bright red. I was far from sexy at the moment, but I was cold and didn’t have my boyfriend, who was a human furnace, to keep me warm.

Trevor: I’m thinking more along the lines of…sweats, a shirt, and a fuzzy blanket. Accurate?

Even though he couldn’t see me, I raised an eyebrow, quite impressed. We’d spent so many nights together lately that he came to know what I slept in. That was, if I wasn’t naked and sweaty beneath him.

Tasha: Caught me but you missed the fuzzy socks.

I took a quick picture of my feet and sent it.

Trevor: That just made me harder.

A giggle escaped my lips. I wanted to call and hear his voice but with Bryton in the same room that would be awkward as hell.

Tasha: Feel free to jerk off to that picture.

I made sure to add a winky face and eggplant emoji before I hit send. I could just picture Trevor lying on the bed, propped up, shirtless, looking sexy as hell.

Tasha: Aren’t you going to give me something in return?

Five minutes passed without a response. I blindly watched the TV but my mind was going wild with ideas on what he’d send me. When my phone finally buzzed, I snatched it from my lap so fast. As soon as I clicked on the photo, my mouth went dry.

It was a picture of him lying back on some pillows, abs on display with tattoos littering his skin. I didn’t even hesitate to save the photo. It would make a great screensaver.

Trevor: Wishing you were here.

If he wasn’t four hours away, I would have been in my car driving to see him. Again, away games sucked ass.

Tasha: Hurry home to me tomorrow.

Trevor: I’ll be back before you’re done with your patients.

With a cheesy grin, I settled back into the couch with my phone glued to my hand. If he couldn’t be here, I’d settle for his cute texts.

“The guys are almost ready and will meet us at the club,” Josie said as I leaned over to finish my makeup in the mirror.

The guys got back three hours ago. The first game they played three days ago, they lost but yesterday's game they annihilated the other team. Sadly, I only caught snippets of them between patients. But I was finally realizing why Josie got so into hockey when watching. I found myself yelling at my phone multiple times. I was starting to become one of those people. Although, I couldn’t bring myself to care because I was cheering for my boyfriend.

“Are you ready for tonight?” Josie asked from behind me. Glancing over my shoulder, I sent her a confused look. “This will be your first real outing as a couple with Trevor. Wouldn’t be surprised if the paparazzi showed up.”

I had pushed aside the fact that Trevor and I were now Toronto’s newest obsession. Every day, my phone had tons of new notifications from Instagram with new followers. Almost every single picture on my page had comments from people, a mix of good and bad. After reading some, I vowed not to do it again. There were only so many ‘she’s too ugly for Trevor’ comments one person could take.

I wasn’t surprised by the reaction, though. Trevor was a big deal around here. Add in the fact he hasn’t had a serious girlfriend in years, and it made front-page news. It felt like the two of us had replaced Josie and Wyatt as the headline couple. That was, until they announced their engagement. Then Trevor and I would be long forgotten .

“It will be fine.” I waved her off. “I knew what I was signing up for.” It came with the territory when dating famous hockey players. I could handle a few cameras pointed at me.

“When are you going to announce your engagement?” I asked as I straightened up, smoothing my hands down my dress.

“We’re taking pictures on Sunday for it, and then we’ll do a big announcement.”

“You can’t just post a picture of the ring, huh?”

“Wy’s manager said it’s better for us to do it and get ahead of the papers and social media,” Josie said with a huff. Oh, everyone was going to have a hay day when their announcement dropped. “But for now, we’re enjoying our engagement just the two of us.”

“It’s never too late to dump Wyatt and marry me instead.”

“We can elope.” Josie shot me a grin.

“Just get me a big ring, and I’m all set.”

“Pretty sure people thought we were together in uni.” Josie snorted.

“Remember that party we went to senior year at the soccer frat house?” I asked, moving across her bedroom to grab my purse.

“The one after midterms right?”

“Yeah that one. We were having fun, minding our own business dancing when that frat guy came up to us and asked for my number. He wouldn’t take no for an answer.” I rolled my eyes at the memory.

“I’ll never forget the look on his face when you told him we were together and then wrapped your arms around me and kissed me. Pretty sure he came in his pants then.” Josie laughed.

“Then he asked for a threesome.” I chortled .

Josie sighed a moment later. “Man that feels like a lifetime ago.”

“I know. And now here you are about to be married.”

“We’ve definitely come a long way.” She wasn’t wrong. Our lives have completely changed since then.

Leaving her vanity Josie came to my side, hooking her arm with mine. “Meeting you was the best thing to ever happen to me, Tash.” Her words made my eyes prick.

“You’re the best thing to ever happen to me too, Jo.” We gave each other watery smiles before I cleared my throat. “We are not messing up our makeup.” Pulling apart we wiped under our eyes.

“Ready to go?” I asked a moment later.

“Let's go get our men.”

As soon as the Uber came to a stop in front of the club, I was up and out within seconds. With Josie at my side, we looked around for familiar faces, my gaze snagging on a small crowd forming up ahead. I instantly knew who was there.

Not wanting to lose each other, Josie and I clasped hands and headed for them. Behind us, I could hear people muttering about cutting in line, but I didn’t pay them any attention. The closer we got, I heard the names Boone , Hall, and Young being tossed around . Yep, that was them.

Not caring about the people crowding around them, I pushed my way through, elbowing a few people as I went. I heard protests as I tugged Josie behind me before we finally got to the front of the crowd. I briefly registered people standing there with oversized cameras but someone else stole my attention.

My eyes landed on Trevor as he stood in front of me alongside Wyatt, Bryton, and Mila. He spotted me within seconds and took two large steps toward me, wrapping his arms around my waist, tugging me into his chest.

I didn’t waste a second before pressing my lips to his, the tension in my body immediately disappearing as I wrapped my arms around his neck. The two of us sighed like he’d been gone months. After a moment, I pulled back enough to look up at his face.

“Hi.” I grinned.

“Hi.” He mirrored it. God, he was handsome.

“You played amazingly.” I boasted.

“You watched?” The surprise in his eyes had me nodding.

“Of course. I watched in between patients.”

“You’re incredible,” Trevor breathed, staring down at me.

“Of course I am.”

As the others started for the club, I stepped back, grabbing his hand and following after them. The crowd easily parted to let us through, cameras clicking away as Trevor tugged me tight into his side. His hand gripped my hip possessively as if telling everyone around us who I belonged to.

When we got to the club doors the bouncers took one look at our group and let us through. It was moments like these when I was smug about knowing Trevor and the guys. It was better than standing out in the cold, waiting to get in.

The moment we entered, the deafening music slammed into me, the bass pulsing through my body as we navigated through the club toward the booths. Strobe lights flashed above, and the dance floor was a sea of people.

Somehow, we managed to snag an empty booth big enough for all of us right next to the dance floor. Sliding in after Trevor, I noticed Lydia and Landon walking in our direction.

The whole gang was here.

We were only seated for a second before a waitress appeared with a tray of shots. One of the guys must have flagged someone down. Who was I to complain?

“Cheers to the guys winning their game today.” Mila lifted her shot as we all grabbed one.

“To kicking ass,” Josie echoed. Everyone cheered, clinking glasses together before knocking the shots back.

The alcohol burned going down my throat as I tried not to cough. Fanning my mouth, I watched Trevor swallow his shot, not even flinching. Show off.

“One more then we are dancing!” Mila yelled over the music.

The memory of swaying with Trevor at the club in Australia made my body heat up. The last time we shared that moment, I was too tipsy to fully appreciate it. I wasn’t going to make that mistake tonight. I was going to be with my boyfriend on the dance floor all night long.

Another tray of shots appeared and was quickly emptied. I didn’t hesitate in knocking mine back with a wince. Breathing through the burn, I slid from the booth, putting my hands on the table and looking at Trevor. “Dance with me.”

“Me?” Trevor acted confused as he pointed to himself, the corner of his lips twitching.

“No, Bryton.” I deadpanned. “Come on.” I made a grabbing motion with my hand. I gave him a little pout, knowing he wouldn’t be able to resist. With a shake of his head, he slid out of the booth, grabbing my hand.

With a wide grin, I pulled him with me, the others following behind us. The music washed over my skin as we stepped onto the dance floor, the ground vibrating beneath us from the music and the crowd.

Trevor tugged on my hand, making me spin around to face him as his hands fell to my hips and mine landed on his chest.

The way Trevor stared down at me made my entire body light up. It might have been dark, but I could see a hungry look in his eyes. Could feel the intensity of them as he looked right at me as I danced against him.

I loved the way he looked at me, as if I were the most incredible thing he’d ever laid eyes on. With just one glance, I was a mess at his feet, especially when he gazed at me like he wanted to consume every part of me.

“You clean up well!” I yelled over the music. He may have only been wearing a simple white T-shirt with dark jeans, but he looked better than every other man in this place.

“So do you.” His eyes roamed the dark blue dress I had on, the tips of his fingers toying with the string at the back that kept it in place. One little tug would have it pooling at my feet.

Meeting his hungry gaze, I ignored everyone around us and started shimmying my hips, going back and forth between dancing like a dork and grinding against him.

My skin was slick with sweat, and I was breathing heavily as I turned until my back was pressed against his chest. The bottom of my dress grazed the back of my thighs, the silky fabric making it easy to grind my ass back against Trevor.

Trevor’s grip on my hips was almost bruising, and he helped guide me backward. I could feel how much he enjoyed what I was doing as he ground his groin against me, pressing his hard length into my backside.

“You’re doing that on purpose, Sunshine,” Trevor whispered against my neck, his lips softly trailing along my shoulder and sending a shiver down my spine.

“Maybe I am.” I twerked my ass in response, smirking at the low groan he made at the movement.

One of his hands left my hips to press against my stomach, keeping my lower half pressed tightly against him. My back arched as my hands moved over my head to wrap around his neck. I was fairly certain our current position wasn’t appropriate but not a single part of me cared.

“Do that again and I won’t be responsible for what I do next.” Trevor nipped at the skin on my neck, inducing a thrill that slipped down my spine and ended between my legs.

I moved my hips just slightly, feeling him harden even more.

“Behave.”

Fuck. I loved when he talked like that. His voice got so dominating and deep. I could tell he was trying to control himself, but my bratty side was having none of that. Not caring about the consequences, I moved my hips down and in a circle, grinding even harder against his crotch.

“Shit”

I got the exact response I wanted. I did it again, getting more turned on by the second. I was basically dry humping him right there on the dance floor.

After the third time, Trevor stepped away from me. I opened my mouth to say something, only to close it when he grabbed my hand and yanked me after him. I stumbled in my heels but didn’t say a word as Trevor shoved his way through the crowd of dancers.

My mind was in a fog and all I could think about was Trevor inside of me. Whether that be his cock, his fingers, or his mouth.

The way Trevor gripped my hand and marched through the club told me I had pushed him too far. A thrill of excitement shot through me.

Biting my lip, I stumbled after him as he headed for the bathrooms. Luck was on our side as one of the doors opened right as we got there. Completely ignoring the line of people waiting, Trevor shoved past them and stepped into the restroom. Behind me, people protested but the door slammed shut a second later.

I was shoved against the door as he flipped the lock. A hand immediately encased my throat as Trevor kept me pinned against the bathroom door. Thankfully, it was a single bathroom.

“You little fucking tease,” Trevor said through clenched teeth. The look he gave me made me groan under my breath. “Like I told you in Australia, if you want to be touched, all you have to do is ask.”

“I want to be touched.” My voice came out cheeky, making Trevor tighten his hand around my throat just a little bit more. I couldn’t help myself, especially when he was towering over me, hand around my throat, a look on his face that said he was going to fuck me regardless of where we were.

“Couldn’t have waited until we got home. Just an impatient little thing, you are.” His thumb brushed the underside of my jaw.

I was not a fan of a man talking down to me, but when Trevor did it, I became putty in his hands.

“Hope you know your actions are what led to this. We could be out there dancing with our friends, but instead you’re a greedy little thing who just can’t handle not having my cock.”

I pressed my thighs together, attempting to relieve the pressure between them.

“Maybe I’ll just tease you and make you go back out there all wet and needy.”

I shook my head as much as I could with his hand around my neck .

“No,” I whimpered. I didn’t want that. I wanted him. Right then and there.

Trevor brought his face close to mine. His lips barely grazed mine as he spoke. “Since you’re so needy, tell me what you want.”

“You,” I breathed. I reached out to touch him, but in one swift move, he had both my wrists in his other hand, pinned above my head.

“Not good enough.” His lips once again found my shoulder. “If you don’t want to leave this room unsatisfied then you better tell me exactly what you want.”

Not a single part of me cared that we were currently in the bathroom of a club with a line of people waiting outside.

“I want you to fuck me so hard I can barely walk out of here.” The words left my lips without hesitation. I was too far gone to be embarrassed at how needy I sounded.

“See, it wasn't that hard, was it, baby?” Trevor’s teeth nipped my ear, making my back arch as I groaned. “Don’t you dare move these. Understand?” He squeezed my wrists. Once I nodded, he let them go, but I kept them held above my head like he asked.

I kept still as his hand left my throat and trailed across my collarbone, between my breasts, and down my stomach until he reached the hem of my dress.

“I bet you’re soaking wet for me, baby.” Before I could even mutter a sound, his hand slipped under my dress, fingertips finding my soaked thong. He groaned low in his throat. “I haven’t even touched you yet.”

I loved how vocal Trevor was. I'd never had a guy who turned me on just by words alone. At first, I was a bit embarrassed talking dirty with Trevor, but I came to enjoy it. Plus, who didn’t love a man telling them what he was going to do with you naked beneath him .

“Spread those legs for me, Sunshine.” I didn’t need to be told twice.

I slid my feet apart, only for Trevor to nudge them even farther. The fabric of my dress hitched up around my hips.

“I’d love to take my time ravishing you but someone is bound to come kick us out of here, so this is gonna have to be quick.”

“Yes, please.” The urge to have him inside of me grew by the second. If I didn’t have him filling me pronto I was going to lose it.

I was panting as Trevor unbuckled his pants. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but I kept my hands in place, knowing better than to move. did that before and it resulted in him edging me for half an hour.

Clasping one leg, he lifted it up around his hip to gain better access. His other hand gripped my ass, tugging me even closer to him as he moved my thong to the side. The moment I felt the tip of him touch me I let out a moan, eyes falling shut.

“Look at me,” Trevor demanded, his grip on my ass tightening enough to make me snap my eyes open. “Good girl.”

He teased my entrance with his tip, his eyes glued to mine as if daring me to look away from him. Right as I was going to snap at him to stop teasing me, he thrusted, slamming all the way to the hilt. My mouth fell open in a silent plea as I stretched around him almost painfully.

Trevor held still for just a moment as I adjusted before he started moving in and out slowly. I tried to contain the noises that wanted to break free from my mouth. The club may have been loud but the people right outside could probably hear us. Surprisingly, the thought didn’t disgust me as much as it probably should have.

Trevor’s slow pace only lasted a moment before he clenched his jaw and slammed into me harder. He fucked me against the bathroom door, each thrust punishing as he gripped me tightly.

I pressed my lips together to hold back my moans but with each stroke it got harder and harder. My back rocked against the door before Trevor yanked me forward to meet him, thrust for thrust.

I lost the battle of keeping my hands above my head and dropped them onto his shoulders, trying to steady myself on my one foot.

I could feel him pulse inside of me as the two of us got closer to coming. His grunts and moans made my pussy clench around him.

Using the door as leverage, I moved my hips to meet his, trying to get him even deeper. I meant what I said earlier. I wanted to stumble out of here when we were done.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” The words left my mouth as my legs started to shake. With Trevor busy keeping me upright, I slipped a hand down between my legs and rubbed my clit.

“Come for me,” Trevor said through clenched teeth. Somehow, his thrusts got even faster and harder. He swelled inside of me.

I only lasted another minute before I came. My entire body shaking, the loudest moan ripping from my throat. No doubt the people outside the door heard it. I held onto Trevor as my eyes rolled back and my pussy clamped down around him.

Not even a second later, Trevor groaned as he came as well. He buried his head in my neck and slid his length inside of me a few more times before going still. Grateful for the door, I slumped back against it, breathing heavily. My mind was a jumbled mess.

It took us another minute before Trevor slowly shifted. He moved back just enough to look down at me, an odd expression on his face. Before I could blink, it disappeared as a smile grew on his face. My own tugged up as he bent down and softly kissed my lips.

“Guess we better get out of here,” he mumbled against my mouth. Despite wanting to stay in this moment forever I knew we needed to leave. Everyone was probably wondering where we were.

I groaned as he slid out of me, instantly feeling empty. The two of us quickly got cleaned up and readjusted our outfits. There was no way the people outside didn’t know what we just did. We’d been in here too long to be considered normal.

Biting my lip, I looked at the door in hesitation. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go out there yet.

“Keep your head down and I’ll lead us out.” Trevor grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze. “Just remember, they’re all jealous they don’t have a hot girlfriend to fuck.” He gave me a cheeky smile that made me laugh. Placing a kiss at the top of my head, he reached for the door handle.

I kept my chin dipped as Trevor opened the door. I wasn’t going to be embarrassed about what we just did, though. I had the best orgasm of my life from my sexy as fuck boyfriend. Everyone else could be jealous all they wanted.

Trevor was quick in yanking us out of the bathroom and down the hall before a single word was uttered. When we turned the corner, he slowed down and sent me a wink over his shoulder.

I was falling in love with his man so fucking hard.