Page 9 of Icing the Cougar (Hockey USA Collection #7)

Jasper

When I pull up to the valet outside the steakhouse, I get out of my car and button the single button on my suit jacket as I walk around to help Trinity out of the car.

I laugh as I open the door, watching her scoot out with her dress riding up. God, she's something. She stands and smooths her dress, reaching for my hand. "Just trying not to show all my lady bits. You happy?" she whispers in my ear while she stands.

"I certainly am," I say, and it's true. I wasn’t sure she’d go through with it. "You ready to see where else I'm going to take you tonight?"

Her eyes flash like she's got her own plans to take me somewhere unexpected. "More than ready."

She keeps up with me as we walk inside, and I keep waiting for her to slow down, change her mind, put on the brakes before she goes too fast and crashes.

Although Trinity just leans into it all, like she's on a mission to see which of us can out-dare the other.

I thought for sure she'd have second thoughts by now.

"Thought you might flake on me." I pull her close and feel the heat of her skin even through her dress.

"You think I'd miss out on this?" She kisses my cheek and bites at my lip like she's marking me. Like she's got me as hooked on her as she is on me.

"We'll see how you feel after dinner," I say with a wink.

Trinity looks at me like I've got no idea what I've started.

I guide her to the booth and slide in next to her, tucking her into my side and sliding my fingers under the hem of her dress.

She shivers and looks at me like I'm crazy, and I am. Crazy for the way she’s letting me push her.

Crazy for the way she's started pushing back.

The waiter stops by with menus and takes one look at Trinity and me and smirks. He knows what's going on, but I don't care. She probably does also, but not enough to tell me to stop. Her lips parted, her breath short, I love watching her fight with herself like this.

"How do you like your steak?" I ask when the waiter’s gone. I keep my hand between her legs, loving how wet she is for me.

"Well done," she says. "Just the way you make me."

Trinity doesn't even blush when I trace her thighs and slide a finger inside. Instead, she looks me straight in the eye and says, "Going to make me eat like this?"

"I think you can handle it," I say, letting my fingers tell her what I want. She's doing a damn good job of making me want it, too.

Our drinks come, and I can see her face get flushed with the effort of staying quiet.

I pull my hand away for a second so she can breathe, and I half expect her to get up and walk out.

However, Trinity just gives me a look like she knew this was coming all along and reaches for her wine.

I'm the one trying to keep up with her now, trying to make sure I don't lose the upper hand.

"Here comes our food," I say when the waiter heads back with our plates. I’m out of breath myself now, but I'm not going to let her see it. I'm going to take her all the way to the limit and watch her break.

"Going to make me eat like this?" she says again, her voice catching on the words.

Between her legs, I cup her mound and make a swift, strong push to scoot her back on the cushion and get to work on her again, my fingers finding the spot that makes her whimper and lean against me. It's hot as hell, and I'm impressed.

"Eat, sit, come," I say, and I grab the steak knife and stab it into the cushion between her legs. "All of it. Now, hop on to the handle and ride it slowly until someone approaches again."

Trinity stares at me like she can't believe what I've done, like she's never seen anything as outrageous as this.

Then she pulls herself up so the knife is right there, and I'm in awe of how she's taking it, taking everything, even when it looks like it might be too much.

She wants to prove me wrong, show me that she's not the one who's going to flake.

She takes it all the way and just keeps going.

I enjoy watching Trinity ride the knife, her body arching, her breath catching, her whole self about to come undone.

Then she sags against me just as a waiter walks up to our table, trying to hide how badly she wants it. I’m not going to allow her a moment's relief though.

I reach under the tablecloth and give her clit a sharp pinch, making her buck and shudder and cling to me. Her head is on my shoulder, facing away from the waiter refilling our drinks, and she's gasping and moaning quietly, about to lose it right there in the restaurant, just like I wanted.

This is the craziest thing I've ever done, and the craziest thing she's ever let me do. The server leaves so I release Trinity’s clit to lift the clean napkin to her lips as she opens for me to stuff it inside her mouth.

“Now, let go, sweetheart. Show me how far you’re willing to go with me. Come for me,” I growl into her ear and then sit back to watch this exquisite creature before me.

Trinity doesn't disappoint. She gives me the most beautiful sight I've ever seen, writhing and clenching and biting down on the napkin so hard that I think she might rip it in two. Her whole body is one long, delicious shudder as she finishes right there, the napkin stifling her cries.

I'm not letting her go tonight. I’m not done with her yet.

The air crackles between us on the way back to her place. She's glowing and breathless and looks at me like I'm insane. But she's the one who let me take her that far. I love how into it she was at dinner.

"You can't keep getting away with this," she says as we pull out of the restaurant parking lot. She actually has that fresh fucked look going, and God, she looks amazing.

"Getting away with what?" I'm driving with one hand and tugging her hand into my lap with the other.

"You know exactly what," she answers. "This is supposed to be the part where I change my mind, remember?"

I remember. And I love that she doesn't.

Trinity’s head falls back against the seat again, and this time she slides herself down, all the way down, undoing my belt and zipper and taking me in her mouth until I think I'm the one who’s going to lose it, right there in the car.

I manage to pull into a parking spot and get myself together enough to put the car in park and lean my head back on the headrest. She’s daring, and I’m as into it as I was the first time we hooked up.

She's hot, and she's got no shame. I know it won't last forever, but I don’t give a shit right now.

Trinity takes me all the way down her throat and sucks hard. “Fuck, Trin!” I yell out my release, filling her mouth with my hot cum.

This might just be the best kind of trouble I’ve ever been in.