Dirty Games Off Ice의 모든 챕터: 챕터 61 - 챕터 70

Alex He switched to the other one, sucking louder, tongue flicking fast then slow, teeth grazing just enough to make me moan. Water made everything wetter, sloppier. I kept talking shit between sounds. “You’re gonna make them all swollen again before practice. Then what? I show up to the rink with sensitive nipples rubbing against my pads? Everyone’s gonna wonder why I’m squirming.”Damien pulled off with a wet pop and kissed me again, tongues rolling while his hand slid down between my legs. “Let them wonder. You’re mine.” Two fingers pushed inside me easy, still loose from last night, and he started fingering me steady under the spray.I moaned loud, head falling back against the tile. “Mhmmm... fuck, your fingers feel good. Deeper. Yeah, curl them like that. God, I’m so easy for you it’s embarrassing.”The hot water continued to pour over our bodies. It helped loosen my sore muscles but it also made every touch feel more intense. Damien moved his fingers with confidence. He knew e

AlexHis reply surprised me. Instead of anger or shock, he answered in a smooth, almost playful way. He used big words but the meaning was clear. He understood exactly what I had described and he added his own details. My body reacted before my mind could catch up. My dick grew harder in my hand. The fingers inside me moved faster without thinking.I knew this was wrong. Knox was my employer now. Mixing sex talk with work could only cause problems. Yet the way he wrote made me curious. He did not sound offended. He sounded interested. I wondered what kind of man he really was behind the rich dad image. Was he just being polite? Or did my mistake open a door I did not expect?I lay there breathing fast, phone in one hand, fingers still working between my legs. The porn video kept playing but I no longer watched it. My thoughts jumped between Damien and Knox. One man left me feeling empty and used. The other man answered my stupid mistake with calm, clever words that made my skin feel w

Alex We walked into the big house, lights everywhere, people laughing, music playing low. Lila grabbed my arm tight, nails digging in like a warning. Her parents spotted us immediately."Darling!" her mom called out, waving us over. "And this must be Alex. We've heard so much."Lila switched on the fake smile instantly. "Yes, this is my boyfriend Alex. His parents are the talk of the city where he's from, you know. Big business people. And Alex here is going to be the best hockey player alive one day. He's so talented."I nearly choked. Big talk of town ? I opened my mouth but she squeezed my arm harder.Her dad shook my hand, firm. "Hockey, huh? What position?""Uh, forward," I said, because what the hell else was I supposed to say? "Working hard on it."Lila jumped in again. "He's being modest. Scouts are already looking at him. We're so proud."I stood there smiling like an idiot while she built this whole fake life around me. Rich parents. Future hockey star. Perfect boyfriend. M

Damien’s POVI stared at Alex with his ass up like that still fuzzy from everything we had done and the drinks hitting him harder than I expected. His tattoo looked pissed off and red and his hole stayed shiny and open from the bath making my cock twitch hard. That mix of raw lust and the heavy mine feeling slammed into my chest again but I shoved the name for it away because admitting it would complicate everything. My hands ran over the bruises I left yesterday pressing in possessive as hell feeling the warmth of his skin under my palms. He made this soft whimpering sound but did not say much just shifted a little pushing back toward me without words. Good. He was too fuzzy to argue much tonight and that only made me want to take my time with every inch of him.I leaned in close and kissed the back of his neck first slow and open mouthed tasting the salt on his skin. My tongue dragged up to his ear and I sucked the lobe between my lips biting gently. Alex shivered under me letting o

Damien The silence after my answer stretched out like a wire pulled too tight. Alex stared at me, searching my face for any crack, any flicker that would tell him I was lying. His body was still flushed from what we’d just done, cum drying on his stomach, my marks all over him, but the heat in his eyes had shifted from lust to something colder.“No,” I repeated, firmer this time. I sat up fully, the sheet pooling around my waist. “It wasn’t me.”He let out a shaky breath and dragged a hand down his face. “Then who the fuck was it, Damien? Because I woke up that morning feeling exactly like this like someone had used me all night and left me leaking. And you were the only person in my fucking bed.”I hated the way he said it. Like I was the default suspect. Like the idea of me doing that to him without consent was the most natural conclusion in his head.I reached for the bottle of water on the nightstand and handed it to him. He took it but didn’t drink, just clutched it like a weapo