Greetings! I started this story so long ago and then just got away from writing. I'm back though and would love to get working on it again. I'm looking for a beta – if you're interested let me know. I removed the chapters and am ready to start fresh…so check back for updates and enjoy this teaser in the meantime.
General Disclaimer: The fic is mine but the characters are not. I make no misrepresentations, I am not out to poach creativity, I'm just enjoying a bit of fanfic
Original Six – TEASER
I let out a deep sigh just as he leaned into me and groaned.
"That is just obscene…" I let the sentence hang there as I squeezed his hand.
"You're telling me…" he replied as we both tilted our heads and hummed in appreciation.
"I really shouldn't admit how fucking hot that makes me. I mean, really, it's freezing in here and I'm ready to strip down." I played with the zipper of my jacket.
"No shame in it, Honey. Seth is going to be one tired motherfucker tonight and it's not gonna be from the game."
I laughed, "Jakey, skip the deets, I really don't need them." He smiled and poked my side making me giggle even more.
"Your man is looking right at you." I popped my head up, focusing to find his face, my eyes locking with my favorite player. I threw a wink in his direction and smiled. Edward smirked back at me and swiveled his hips a little as he continued his stretches on the ice. That fucker, he totally knew why I was flushed.
My nails clawing into his sweaty back…his teeth nipping at my jaw…my heels digging into his ass…his rock-solid cock thrusting mercilessly…
The flashback reel in my head was suddenly broken. "Hey sluts." Rosalie sat down casually on my other side. Jake and I said our greetings and I lifted my lap blanket to share with her. With her mumbled thanks we went back to appreciating our men on the ice.
Alice came rushing towards us, "Oh thank God I made it." We welcomed Alice as she climbed over us to sit next to Jake, telling her they had a few minutes left.
Stretches on the ice; that is what had us enraptured. The way the players get down on their knees, palms flat with their arms straight up doing long, slow thrusts into the ice, it's very suggestive and just fucking hot.
Yes, obviously we are all there to support our fellas, and we're just as foul-mouthed and devoted as every other jersey wearing fan in The Joe, but the stretching, it was our not-so-guilty pleasure.
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