Countdown

CHAPTER FIVE

DAHLIA

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I couldn't hear when he counted to one, because my ears were echoing loudly the pounding in my heart.

All I knew was one moment, he kept counting and the next he had crashed his lips into mine.

I wanted to resist, but I didn't.

I couldn't. I was too weak. My legs wouldn't have been able to carry me.

His tongue slipped into mouth and I opened up.

His kiss was fierce. Possessive.

Like he had been hungry for a very long time and only just now was he getting what he had wanted.

His ferocious kisses sent tingles down my spine.

His tongue probing, searching, exploring mine.

I let him kiss me for a while before I began responding, slowly.

I kissed him back. Because I couldn't hold back any longer.

I couldn't deny the waves of pleasure he sent through me.

His strong arms wrapped around mine and held me tighter against him.

In response, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a deeper kiss.

I was going to worry about the consequences later.

Now, all I was going to do was have this moment and forget all about Evans.

I wasn't thinking of him, but the pain in my chest was there, although Giveon's presence had totally overshadowed whatever grief I had been feeling.

My hot hockey captain pulled back, out of breath, his eyes lustful, longing.

"There is no going back if you accept this Dahlia," His voice croaked. It was taking him so much to keep talking and not just dive in for what he wanted.

I wanted this. Fuck I wanted this so badly.

Evans had made me feel like I was useless, not worth anything. Yet I was the one who had made him worth something.

And here was his captain, desiring me in a way that made me brighten up.

Made me feel giddy inside.

Made my pussy wet.

"Consequences be damned," I said lightly, more to myself, and I wasn't expecting him to have heard it but he did.

Because he smiled. "Consequences? You might realize soon there are a lot of them when it comes to me."

He kissed me again, fiercely, strongly and the question in my head evaporated.

He slid a hand under my skirt, locating my panties which he quickly shifted to the side.

His fingers found my entrance.

"Already wet for me ... aren't you such a naughty little thing."

He pushed two fingers inside me and I gasped.

Then he began stroking.

"Ohh fuckkk,"

He increased his pace. "I'll need you to cum for me before I do that baby."

Waves of pleasure skittered up my body from between my legs.

I held on to his shirt tightly as I rode on his hands. "Yes, yes..."

He grabbed my neck, forcing me to look at him.

My eyes were fuzzy as he kept fingering me. In and out he went.

He kissed me again, wrapping his tongue with mine and then he looked at me. "Cum for me lollipop."

And I did.

My legs tightened around his hand and I worried I had broken his arms with the way I held tight.

But the person in front of me right now was a rock.

An unshakeable presence that I just recently learned had wanted me for the longest time possible.

And only when my juices had coated his hands, and I had come down from my high, did he pull his fingers out.

But I could feel something hard and poking just below my waist, close to the area I was feeling the most pleasure moments ago.

I wanted to help him out. Say something, and them I realized there was no need.

He was already zipping down.

His penis slipped out, long and hard.

Proof of the fiery lust this man felt for me.

I didn't know why but I took it instantly in my hands, but he shook his head.

"Uh uh ...bend over for me little one."

I turned and bent, my hands against the wall.

"Lovely ...I get harder when I watch you obey me."

A knock sounded on the door and I didn't want to admit, but it made me a little anxious and frustrated.

Who was knocking just at the moment when I wanted dick inside me?

" Get lost!" Giveon yelled, echoing my frustration.

"Should I relay that message to the coach? Because he is the one asking for all of us."