BrickWall_Kobo by Steph Page B

ass against his palms made his heart pound harder, and every time he let her slide down his cock, she sighed into his mouth.
    And he couldn’t get enough.
    He wanted to feel her pussy clinging to him all fucking night. Would stand here and hold her until his arms gave out but he wouldn’t let her fall. He’d never let her fall.
    Heaven. Absolute heaven.
    * * * * *
     
    “Remember what we’ve been working on, Shane. Cut down on those corners. Lock up that five hole. Get out of your head and don’t overthink. Eyes on the puck and keep your crease clear.”
    Shane nodded at each of his goalie coach’s points, making sure Paul Collins knew he was listening even as he went through his pre-ice routine.
    To his surprise, he was the starting goalie for tonight’s game. Coach was giving him this shot to prove to himself and his team that he deserved it and he wasn’t going to screw it up.
    He’d already checked his stick and made sure his catcher and blocker were in good shape. Same with his helmet.
    He had a system and god forbid anyone fucked with his system before a game.
    Standing at the front of the line, where he’d been most of the season, Shane allowed himself five seconds to think about Bliss in the crowd. To let himself remember the scorching sex they’d had Christmas Eve.
    Then he shoved it all back into that box where he kept everything that wasn’t hockey.
    He’d deliberately not asked where her seats were located when he’d requested them to be left at Will Call. He didn’t want to know.
    “And Shane?”
    He turned his full attention back to the coach, blocking out everything else. It was almost time to head down the hall to the ice.
    “Don’t be so focused on the outcome. Handle each moment as it happens. Don’t try to think too far ahead.”
    Yeah. He could do that.
    Deep breath.
    The music hit his cue and he started walking, vaguely hearing the other guys behind him.
    But he knew they were there. Knew they had faith in him to see them through the night. And knew they had a damn good team.
    His skates hit the ice to the cheers of the fans. He heard the cowbells from the crew directly behind him, heard the chant from the group to the right of his net.
    As always, he took a lap around, tapped his blade on the blue line as he passed by then skated straight for his net.
    This was his ice. His net. His game.
    He’d show everyone he was worthy of it.
     
     
     
    Chapter Six
    Two months later
    “That was a great game, Lissy. Thanks for bringing me. Are we going to meet Shane now?”
    Mike hadn’t stopped talking all night, at least not since they’d taken their seats in the section just off center ice.
    She’d been a little worried the other people sitting around them would get frustrated with the constant chatter. But she’d realized after about five minutes that their seats were in the middle of a large group of season ticket holders—who’d been just as talkative as her brother. And as friendly.
    They’d set her at ease immediately and that had allowed her to enjoy the game.
    And it had been a great game. The Redtails had scored four goals against the other team, which had only scored once.
    Shane had played a great game.
    For the past two months, she’d been at every home game. Sometimes she brought her nephew, Dillon. Sometimes she brought a girlfriend. Shane never asked but he made sure she had two tickets.
    And at every game, she watched Shane improve.
    Not that he won every game. He had a couple pretty brutal losses. But those were few and far between. And he was now on a five-game winning streak.
    She didn’t kid herself into believing she had anything to do with it, except allow Shane to use sex to get out of his head between games and blow off steam. And make her moan his name as she came, sometimes twice a night.
    Just thinking about last night made her blush and breathe a little heavier. But not only because of the sex.
    For these past eight weeks, they’d kept things casual. She