Page 37 of Overtime Goal (Buffalo Warriors Hockey #4)

He unbuttoned my shorts and unzipped them. “Your clothes. All of them.”

I left everything on the bathroom floor and followed him through the house, across the terrace, and down to the pool.

He chuckled when we reached the bottom. “It’s a good thing there are no houses close by.”

“Like I’d fucking care if there were.”

He laughed. “You are ready to go.”

“Goddamn right I am.” I looked into his eyes. “Never been readier.”

He dragged a finger through my chest hair. “Pool or hot tub?”

“Pool. We’ll do the hot tub tonight.”

“Don’t you mean we’ll do each other in the hot tub tonight?”

“Fuck, Riles. I’ve never seen you this way before.”

His smile was almost demonic. “How? Free to love and be loved? Never been this way before.”

He wrapped his hand around my cock. It felt so damn good I couldn’t stay quiet, and when he started jerking me, I nearly came out of my skin.

“Like that, huh?”

“Fuck, Riles. I think you’re opening a whole new world for me.”

“Join the club. I never thought I’d turn out to like dick.” He stroked me faster and stared into my eyes while I gasped and moaned. It wasn’t long before my balls sounded the early warning alert. “Riles, gonna come!”

Mid stroke, he let my dick go and held his damn hand up like it was on display. “Not so fast.”

I groaned, trying to get my bearings. “Bastard. Get me off now, then we can do it again.”

He nodded toward the pool. “Get in the water, Blue Eyes. I’ve got big plans for you.”

What did he say? “Blue eyes?”

“Hey,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “I’m entitled to call you a special name if I want to. Now, get in the water, Blue Eyes .”

While we stood in the shallow end, lost in each other’s eyes, Riles ran his hands across my pecs and abs.

“I can’t believe I get to touch you like this,” he said, grazing a finger along my cock.

“You’ve touched me before.”

He swallowed hard. “Not like this. I’m touching the man I love, and it might be the most amazing thing ever.”

“Love you so much, babe.” I glanced down and wasn’t surprised to see him as hard as he’d been before. Raising my head, I snickered. “There are definite advantages to being twenty-three. You’re as ready for action as ever.”

“Yeah.” He pointed at a blue-and-white double float drifting in the pool. “Get on that.”

I knew where this was going, and I was all for it. I climbed onto the float and stretched out, letting the sun warm my chest.

Riley tilted his head. “Mind if I join you?”

“Be my guest.”

A moment later, he slid on beside me. We rolled onto our sides, facing each other, and the kiss was all tongue and promise. As a breeze ghosted across our damp skin, I lost myself in his mouth. We’d kissed before, but he’d been right; it was different now. Love had changed everything.

When we broke the kiss, he gave me a crooked smile and rolled off the lounger into the water. He was back beside me a few seconds later, this time with his face in front of my cock.

His dick was in front of me, and I kissed it. “He’s so beautiful.”

“Yours too.” I moaned when Riley licked up the bottom of my shaft and said, “So goddamn big.”

He tongued small circles over my frenulum. It was maddening bliss, but I could tell it wouldn’t get me there fast enough. As if he’d read my mind, he sucked the head of my cock into his mouth and sealed his lips around it.

The tight, wet heat drew an embarrassing sound out of me, something between a moan and a shout. “Shit, Ade. Suck it.”

Boy, did he ever. He took me deep, massaging me with his tongue while his cheeks hollowed with every pull.

Somehow, I got even harder. “Fuck. Two can play this game.”

I sucked him in, tasting salt and skin. He groaned as I mirrored his actions, matching him suck for suck. We moved in perfect sync as our mouths slid back and forth. Our tongues traced the undersides of each other’s cocks, pausing at the top to swirl around the heads. Suck, release. Suck, release.

We communicated in grunts and groans, a feverish language all our own. As instinct took over, our hips began to move. Our moans grew frantic as we thrust into each other’s mouths. The rhythm sharpened, frenzied now as our bodies coiled tight and strained toward the edge.

The float rocked under us like it might give out, but neither of us gave a damn. Our mouths were full and greedy. Every glide of his tongue pushed me closer to madness. He sucked hard, then eased up, teasing me with rhythm and pressure until I could hardly breathe.

The slide of his lips, combined with the wet, obscene sound of our mouths, turned my brain inside out. Sucking each other’s dicks morphed into something rougher, fucking each other’s mouths. Our groans echoed off the water.

He didn’t pull back. His mouth was molded to my cock like it had been made for it. Every slick thrust and sinful suck took me closer to the edge.

And then I was there. The first spasm hit like a lightning strike, sharp and white-hot.

A harsh groan tore out of me around Riley’s cock, and I bucked so hard the float almost capsized.

He held my hips as the orgasm ripped through me, wave after wave of raw, explosive release.

As my cock throbbed in his throat, I cried out in ragged bursts, sounds I’d never made before that were only for him.

He tapped my hip and grunted, then thrust deep and froze. Hot streams of cum spilled into my mouth, and I swallowed every drop.

When our shots had slowed to dribbles, we let go. We were both gasping, our chests heaving as we tried to catch our breath.

“Jesus,” he eventually said. “That was insane.”

“You’re fucking amazing, Ade.”

“Learned from the best.” He exhaled a deep, satisfied sigh, and I answered with one of my own before rolling off the float into the water.

“Get over here,” I said. “I need a kiss.”

He slid off the float and splashed around to me. In the warm water, under a rosy, setting sun, we held each other. The kiss was magic, saying everything we hadn’t yet found words to express.