“Alex that goal was amazing!” I yell, jumping into my fiancee’s teammate’s arms as he comes out of the locker room. “Even if it wasn’t in overtime, it still would have been completely fantastic!”
“Thank you, Ashley.” He says, returning my hug. Brendan walks out behind him and links his hand with mine as the three of us head out to the parking lot.
“I literally was on the edge of my seat the entire game. You had so many scoring chances I just had a feeling you were going to get the overtime winner.”
Alex laughs.
“You’re too sweet. Seriously, I just got some really good passes.”
“You’re crazy! You scored because you’re good!” I laugh.
“Well I wish that was the case, because then maybe I could score again tonight. But as it is, I’ll probably end up at home alone.” He chuckles.
“Oh, Alex.” I chide pushing his shoulder slightly. “Go out to a bar. You’ll be able to pick up a girl in seconds.”
“You’d think so! Especially since I scored the game winner. But probably not.”
“You need to let loose a little! You always go to the bar and just sit there. Here, come here.” I pull him towards me and unbutton the top two buttons of his shirt. I pull off his tie and ruffle his hair a little. “There, you’re completely sexy. Go get a drink, dance with a pretty girl, work that Belarus charm that’s totally hot and take her home.”
He blushes and nods before giving me a hug and heading for his car.

I turn and get into Brendan’s car, taking off my heels as soon as I’m seated. Brendan doesn’t say a word as he gets into the driver’s seat and pulls out of the parking lot.

“He’s so cute. He really needs to have more confidence in himself off the ice. He could sleep with any girl if he wanted to.” I say, playing with the radio.

Brendan doesn’t respond and I look over at him, confused.

“When we get home wanna make some popcorn and watch a movie?” I ask.
“Whatever.” Brendan says roughly.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” I ask, rubbing his leg with my hand. He jerks it away from me and I pull back, sitting in my seat.

What the hell is his problem?

The rest of the ride is silent until we pull into our garage. He gets out quickly, heading into the house without even waiting for me to join him.

“Okay, seriously Brendan. What the hell is your problem?” I snap, slamming the garage door behind me.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” He asks from the kitchen.
“No! Why the hell are you so pissed off at me?”
“Would you sleep with him?” He asks throwing some leftover pasta into the microwave.
“Would I sleep with who?”
“Chucky!” He yells.
“Why would you even think that? Of course I wouldn’t!”
“Oh, so that’s why you ran your hands all over him and stroked his ego. Called him sexy and told him his Belarus charm is hot. That’s why you said he could sleep with any woman he wants.”
“Yeah, he could! Any single woman would sleep with him! But I’m not single. I’m with you!”
“Barely.” He mutters.
“What do you mean barely?” I growl.
“I mean you’re barely with me! We sleep in the same house, but between my hockey and your school we hardly ever see each other! Did you know it’s been almost two months since we’ve had sex? I’ve gotten myself off in the shower a couple times, but I’m still so fucking frustrated my balls hurt! We finally have a night together and you tell my teammate he’s sexy and then turn around and ask if I want to watch a movie? No I don’t want to watch a movie! I want to fuck my fiancee in every god damn position imaginable!”

I take a step back, my eyebrows raised in surprise. I guess between my finals and preparing for the playoffs we’ve both been so busy lately. I hadn’t realized how separate our lives have been.

“Babe-” I start. He cuts me of by crossing the room and smashing his lips onto mine. His hands grasp at whatever part of my body they can and I feel him tearing my clothing off of me.

Before I know it, Brendan has me pinned against the wall. We’re both naked and he’s attacking my neck with his lips, no doubt leaving a mess of hickeys for me to have to try to cover up in the morning.

“I need you, Ash.” He growls.

Recognizing the desperation in his voice, I quickly drop to my knees. I wrap my lips around his tip and suck his whole length into my mouth. He groans and grabs at my hair. I pump him in and out a couple times, feeling him grow to his full length.

Leaving a trail of spit from his tip to my mouth, I pull back and stand, grabbing his arm and dragging him to the couch. I lay down and Brendan hovers over me, his eyes filled with lust.

“Fuck me.” I beg.

I don’t have to ask twice and he rams himself into me, both of us groaning at the feeling we’ve been missing out on for so long. His thrusts quickly build until he’s slamming himself into me with such force I’m afraid he’s going to break the couch. The only sounds are the slapping of our skin against each other and our collective moans and grunts.

Brendan picks my hips up and angles them so he can bury himself even deeper inside me. Parts of my anatomy light up like they’ve never been touched before, and I feel myself quickly reaching my release.

“Oh baby.” I gasp. “Oh fuck me harder.”

He does as I ask and I can feel his legs getting tired. But he doesn’t give up, continuously pounding into me like a hammer.

I begin to squirm under him, desperately trying to reach my breaking point. I find it and let go, screaming his name and digging my nails into his back. He continues to pound me, more frantic than ever. My entire body is clenched since he isn’t letting me come down from my high and I immediately get hit with a second wave of orgasm, this time pulling him with me.

He lets out a moan and fills me with his cum, his legs shaking. We lay there cuddling on the couch with him still inside me for a while, allowing our bodies to return to normal.

“I’m sorry I’ve been so distant.” I say, rubbing my fingernails along his back.
“It’s okay. I’ve been distant too.” He responds, kissing my shoulder.
“And I’m sorry for telling Alex he’s sexy. You know I think you’re the sexiest.”
“Let’s not talk about my teammate while my dick is still inside you?”
I chuckle.
“You know what I think is funny?”
“Hmm?”
“You got so jealous that I called him sexy. Did you actually ignore me the entire ride home just because I said his Belarus charm is hot?”

He pulls back, slipping out of me.

“You seriously have to talk about this right after we fucked?”
“What? I’m serious! You got jealous!”
“Of course I got jealous! You haven’t complimented me in weeks and here you are telling my teammate how great he is?”
I frown a little, realizing my mistake.
“Well you’re by far the best hockey player I’ve ever slept with. Both on the ice and in the sack. You, Brendan Gallagher, are one of a kind. You’re an amazing hockey player, a fantastic person, your smile lights up my day, and damn do you know how to use your gigantic dick.”

He smiles and I know everything is back to normal again.

“My legs are exhausted but my gigantic dick wants to be buried inside you again.”
“Does that mean I have to do all the work?”
“Yup.”

I smile and we sit up, me straddling his legs. His finger swipes between my folds and I wrap my hand around him, pumping him a few times. I line myself up and give him a big kiss.

“I love you, Brendan.” I say.

“I love you too, Ashley.” He responds before lowering my hips down.

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