Page 39 of One Good Puck (Denver Bashers #5)

Gavin

I slide the head of my cock into Abby’s soaking wet pussy and let out a grunt at the same time that she moans.

For a second, I just take in the sight of her naked on her bed, my dick buried in her sweet cunt.

I’m dizzy and feral all at once. My hard-as-concrete dick throbs inside of her, and I haven’t even started thrusting yet.

I could have died a happy man watching Abby make herself come with her vibrator, the head of my dick in her mouth.

But I’m not dead. I’m alive. And I’m going to make her come even harder now.

“How are you always this tight? Fuck.”

She grips the bedsheets and whimpers as I thrust into her slowly.

When I grab her vibrator, flip it on, and press it to her clit, she gasps. Her eyes roll back.

“Gavin…I’ve never done it like this before…” she babbles, her voice breathless .

“You’ve never had a guy use toys on you while he fucked you?”

She shakes her head.

“That’s a shame, sweetness. Wait till you see how good it feels to come like this.”

Pleasure shoots through my balls. Release hovers just over the edge, but I tense my leg muscles. The burn is enough to ward off orgasm just a little longer.

I shove her soaked panties in my mouth and moan. Her eyes go wide seeing me pull that move. Yeah, it’s unquestionably filthy. But I don’t care. I fucking love the way she tastes and smells. It turns me on so much.

I could barely hold it together when I watched her come just a minute ago with her vibrator. But now that I’m inside of her, I know it won’t be long until I blow. I just need her to come first.

I kick up the speed on her vibrator. It’s not long before she starts thrashing against the bed and screams.

“Gavin! Yes! Oh, god!”

The sound of her screaming my name is enough to send me over the edge. Hot come shoots from my dick. Every muscle in my body tightens, and every inch of my skin is on fire as I fuck her hard and deep.

My entire body feels wrung out when I finish. I fall forward, bracing my hand on the mattress. I glance down at Abby. She eyes her panties in my mouth and aims a pleasure-drunk smile at me.

She reaches up and pulls them out. “I’ve never seen a guy do that before.”

“You like it?”

She nods. “Very, very naughty.”

I realize the vibrator is still going, so I turn it off. I kiss her and lie down next to her, cuddling her for a few minutes. Then I slide out of bed, just like we agreed.

I want nothing more than to fall asleep with her, but she’s right. We can’t be spending the night in each other’s beds when Emma’s here. She might see us.

“I’m sorry we can’t fall asleep together,” she says.

I lean down and kiss her forehead. “Don’t apologize. It’s all fine.”

I grab my clothes and get dressed, then head for the door. I turn around and smile at her. “Goodnight, Abby.”

She bites back a giddy smile. “Goodnight.”

I glance up at Emma sitting in the club chair in front of my desk, watching a YouTube video on her tablet while she eats the fries from her Happy Meal.

“How’s it going, kiddo?” I ask.

She smiles up at me. “Good.” She looks back down at the cartoon she’s watching and sips her drink. She slurps up the last of her soda, then looks at me. “Gavin, could I have more soda?”

“Your mom wanted you to drink some water after your Happy Meal.”

I hop up and walk to the mini-fridge against the wall of my office, grab a bottle of water, twist off the cap, then hand it to her. “How about you drink half of that and I’ll get you some juice?”

“Okay. Thanks,” she says brightly, then sips some water as she goes back to watching her cartoon.

Abby is at the spa this afternoon, so I offered to watch Emma.

I go back to typing up notes for my meeting with the team’s coaching staff later this afternoon. My phone buzzes with a text from Abby.

Abby: Gavin! This spa is INCREDIBLE!

Abby: First of all, they gave me water in a glass bottle when I walked in. In a glass bottle!! And then they gave me a plush white robe to change into. And they said I can take it home with me!

Abby: And the massage! I never wanted it to end. My massage therapist Olga has the hands of an angel. She’s doing my mud wrap later too after my facial.

I grin at my phone screen, happy that Abby is having such a nice time.

Me: Glad you’re liking it

Abby: I LOVE it here! Thank you so much again for giving me this :) And thank you for offering to watch Emma. You’re so sweet to do that.

Me: It’s my pleasure. She’s being a great sport about hanging out with me in my office at the arena. I only had to bribe her with McDonald’s.

Abby sends back a laughing emoji.

Abby: You sure it’s okay for me to walk straight up to your office when I pick up Emma this afternoon?

Me: Absolutely. I left your name with security, so just say you’re here to meet with me and they’ll escort you right up.

Abby: Great! See you soon :)

I focus back on my computer screen, happy that Abby is having such a nice time at the spa. She deserves it.

A few minutes later, Sophie walks up to the open doorway of my office and smiles at Emma.

Emma looks up and grins. “Sophie!”

She hops up and runs over to Sophie, and they hug. Sophie smiles at me. “Hey, Dad.”

“Hey, honey.”

Sophie smiles down at Emma. “My dad said you were coming into work with him today, so I wanted to say hi. I haven’t seen you since Del and Ingrid’s engagement party when my dad made you girl dinner.”

Emma giggles.

“Is he boring you with hockey stuff?” Sophie jokes.

Emma shakes her head. “No, I’m having fun. He got me a Happy Meal, and I’m watching the Minions movie.”

Sophie smiles at me. “Oh, that’s way more fun than hockey.”

I chuckle.

“I like hockey,” Emma says. “Mom and I watch it on TV sometimes. And she always points out Gavin when he’s on the screen.”

Sophie aims a knowing smile at me. I rein in my expression and try not to look too excited at finding out that Abby goes out of her way to look for me during games.

“Do you have a Bashers jersey?” Sophie asks Emma. “You have to wear a jersey when you watch the games like a true fan.”

Emma shakes her head.

“Well, let’s get you one,” Sophie says, holding out her hand for Emma. “Would that be okay if we went down to the team merchandise store?”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea,” I say.

Three of us head to the Bashers merchandise store. I smile as I watch Sophie and Emma walk hand in hand in front of me. Sophie’s always been so good with kids. She’s so warm and friendly. All kids love her.

I say hi to the merchandise shop employees and follow Sophie and Emma as they head to the back wall, where all the maroon Bashers jerseys are displayed.

“Do you have a favorite player?” Sophie asks Emma.

Emma shakes her head. “Do you?”

“I sure do. My fiancé, Xander Williams, is my favorite player.” She points out his jersey, number twenty-three, which is displayed in the middle of the wall.

“I have his jersey. I love wearing it,” Sophie says.

“Hell yeah, you do, gorgeous.”

I turn to the side and see Xander walking up to Sophie. His smile drops when he sees me.

“Oh sh…” He trails off when I glare at him, then nod at Emma.

Xander looks down and sees Emma. His face turns red. “Oh, hey there, Emma.”

Sophie chuckles. “Emma, do you remember Xander? You met him when you went ice skating with your mom.”

Emma smiles and waves at Xander.

He smiles at her. “You’re getting a jersey?” he asks.

“Emma doesn’t have a Bashers jersey yet, so we thought it would be fun to get her one,” Sophie says. “ She doesn’t have a favorite player yet, though.”

“How about a favorite number?” I ask.

“Seven is my favorite number,” Emma says. “ It’s how old I am.”

“Excellent choice,” Ryker says.

We all turn around and see him walking up to us, holding a basket with a bunch of Bashers hats and t-shirts.

“Seven is my number,” Ryker says to Emma, who smiles at him.

“You’re really big,” Emma says. We all laugh. Even Ryker cracks a smile.

“You’re Emma, right?” Ryker says.

She nods.

“I’m Ryker. I met your mom at Xander and Sophie’s engagement party. You look just like her.”

Emma beams. “Everyone says that. Hey, do you look like your mom too?”

We all chuckle again. Ryker does too. “A little bit.”

“That’s the jersey you want?” Sophie asks Emma, pointing to Ryker’s jersey on the wall.

“Yup!”

Ryker grabs a children’s jersey from the stack of folded ones on the wall and holds it up to Emma.

“Should we try it on?” Sophie asks. Emma nods.

While Sophie slips the jersey over Emma’s clothes, I turn to Ryker and Xander.

“What are you guys doing here?” I ask.

“Picking up some Bashers t-shirts for my cousins,” Xander says.

“Same,” Ryker says. “And hats. I’ve got family visiting this weekend.”

We glance over at Emma, who’s grinning as she spins around in her jersey.

“It’s a little big, but that’s good,” Sophie says. “You’ll grow into it.”

The corner of Ryker’s mouth quirks up when he looks at Emma wearing his jersey. He leans down and holds up his hand to Emma for a high-five. When she jumps up and smacks his palm, he chuckles softly.

We all head to the register and pay for our stuff. Xander and Ryker head out while Sophie, Emma, and I walk back to my office.

“I’m gonna bedazzle my jersey,” Emma says.

“Bedazzle? What’s that mean?” I ask.

“I have these red and pink sparkles and a cool bedazzling tool in my backpack. I’ll show you.”

When we’re back in my office, she grabs her pink backpack and pulls out a chunky purple stamper kit and a container of pink and red gemstones.

“I’m gonna put these jewels on the number seven,” she says. “Won’t that look so cool?”

I chuckle. “It will look very cool. Want some help?”

She nods, and I set the jersey and her bedazzling kit on my desk. I move her chair closer so she can reach, then watch as she punches the first red plastic gemstone on the jersey.

“Should we do pink next?” I ask.

Emma beams. “Yeah!”

I help her set the gemstones on the jersey while she and Sophie take turns using the bedazzler. I know I should be prepping for that meeting, but this is way more fun.