All Chapters of Ice Deal: Faking it with my best friend's twin brother : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

~Dakota's POV~ I knew he'd get bored of me soon enough. I just knew it. It's been days and Hayden's still ducking my texts and calls. I realize practice is crazy. I'm pretty busy with schoolwork too, but there's no reason we couldn't find time to hang out. We don't even have to fuck. Okay, scratch that, we do need to fuck. I desperately need it. After days of not touching him, I feel like I'm going insane. I need his mouth on me, his dick inside me, my name coming out of his mouth in short breathy gasps. But maybe, he never wanted me like I thought he did. Maybe our sexual chemistry had been a fluke. It's possible he didn't enjoy sex the way I did. And with the regular hockey season games starting soon, he doesn't need to waste time on me anymore. I get it. I just wish I can stop myself from feeling so...…agitated. I wish I could stop my body from needing him. It's disconcerting how much I crave for him. Like I'd die if I didn't fuck him soon eno

~Hayden's POV~ I sense her presence in my room before I even opened the door fully to find her on my bed, sniffing my shirt, touching herself. Fuck. For the first few seconds, she doesn't even register my presence. I stand by the doorway, watching her writhing in bed. Her fingers make slick wet sounds as they thrust in and out of her pretty cunt. Arousal coils through my body. Even though I'm exhausted from a gruelling practice, I can't help but feel a renewed energy surging through me at the sight. My cock stirs, fattening rapidly. She moans a little, adjusting herself into a doggy position. “I love the view!” I murmur, startling her. She springs up, finally noticing me. “Shit!” she curses. She falls into bed, covering herself with my blanket. I laugh at her reaction, stepping into the room. I dump my practice bag on the floor, walking to the bed. “What are you doing here, Hayden!?” she cooes from under the blanket. I settle on the edge o

~Hayden's POV~ “Hayden, tell us, what was your headspace like today? I mean…two goals, and a game-winning assist. What were you thinking out there!?” I recognize the reporter asking this question. Peter Langley, one of my favorites. I flash him a quick smile. “Well, Peter, I was just thinking how much fun Curtis and the rest of the Wolves would have watching us advance from their couches when we send them packing from the tournament!” I reply. Everyone laughs simultaneously. I know my answer’s a little cocky, overconfident and rude, but could you imagine what Curtis would've said if he had won? The egotistical bastard would've flamed me without a shred of regret. In the past, he had never spared me from media roasts. Media blitz is my least favourite part about playing but today, I'm in a good mood. I think I deserve to let out a few pops at Curtis and St. Luke. “The last time you played Curtis at the preseason, you lost, and the time before that, he blew you out of

~Hayden's POV~Shane's bar is filled to the brim with drunk hockey fans dancing and celebrating loudly. Tyga's “Ayy Ladies” drums hard against the walls. Elias is at the center of it all. He is standing on a wobbly table downing beer bottles, screaming “BLUESIDE FOREVER!” As I make my way through the crowd looking for Dakota, girls flock to me like bees to honey. They pull at me from every corner. “Good game, Hayden!” everyone echoes, parting my shoulders or chest and forcing beers into my hands. I'm exhausted by the fanfare by the time I find Heather. She lights up when she sees me. “There you are! I was beginning to think you wouldn't show up,” I whisper into her ears after she threw her hands around my neck. I fold her into my embrace, burying my face in the nape of her neck. “I wouldn't miss it for the world mostly because I owe you an orgasm!” she whispers back in a sensual tone. Blood rushes to my groin as her scent explodes into my nostrils, traveling to my membranes.

~Hayden's POV~“Okay, just off the dome, here's what I think you should do!” Alex says, dumping his dumbbell. Working out in the home gym is one of my favourite bonding moments with the team but right now, I just want some alone time and not to listen to my teammates fretting about the next game.For some reason, I'm still certain Dad will rescind his decision to bench me. We can't afford to lose when we play against St. Luke in their hometown next week. “Don't you wanna hear me out?” Alex's irritated voice cuts through. I settle on the weight bench, trying my best to ignore him. “What!?” Elias breaks the silence for me. “He should apologize! That's it. I think you should march into your dad's office right now and apologize!” Alex announces. I scoff. “I'd rather die!” Alex marches over to me. “Are you kidding me? We've got the game on the line here. We got a good momentum going, do you really wanna ruin it!?” I roll my eyes. “Well, talk to your coach! He's the only one who ca