I've never been anxious on flying but this flight has got me sweating. Waiting for boarding had to be one of the worst times for my anxiety to start acting up. I clench my jaw with all my strength while I stare at the screen showing the list of flights.

"Um, are you ok?" Sidney asks me. He looks so handsome today; he is clean shaven and in a dark grey t-shirt and those dark wash, custom fitted jeans that drive me crazy. I look over at him, his eyes soft and searching.

"I'm ok," I squeak out. I'm not about to tell him I think I'm about to have a full blown anxiety attack thinking about going to his hometown. I mean come on, this is Sidney fucking Crosby. What if I meet his parents and I'm not good enough? What if this trip fucks everything up? Fuck, I might throw up.

"Baby, relax," he says wrapping his left arm around my shoulder and squeezes. "I know you may be nervous but I promise everyone will adore you. And if they don't, fuck them." Sidney gently grabs my face and forces me to turn to him. "It'll be fine, I promise. We can just hide out in my house and we won't have to go anywhere."

"I don't want to do that! You're going home, I want you to enjoy yourself not worry about me. Plus, what could we possibly do stuck in the house?"

"Oh, I have a few ideas. None of them involve you wearing clothes though." He says with a smirk.

"Really? Continue," I probe.

"Well," Sidney leans into my right ear whispering, " It's nice and secluded so you don't have to hold back your moans when I fuck you." My jaw drops as he leans back into his chair smiling.

"I can't wait to get on that plane."

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After sitting on the plane for a good hour and a half, we land at the airport. After getting our stuff, we leave the airport we catch a cab. The drive from the airport is about forty-five minutes, giving us enough time to talk. I work on my rusty French with him.

"I didn't know you speak French," Sidney says.

"There's a lot you still don't know about me. My dad speaks French, my mother does too so it makes sense, Plus I go to France for work sometimes," I finish with a shrug.

"That's incredibly sexy," He blurts out. I laugh as he turns red.

"Thanks," I lean on his shoulder in amusement.

"So," he asks eager to change the subject. "What do you think? Of Cole Harbor I mean."

"It's beautiful! It's everything I imagined it to be. " It's not cold today and the sun is out. I don't know how to describe Cole Harbor—it's very, natural. Lots of trees cover the area, with great views of the water everywhere you can see. I could see myself living in a place like this. One day, when life settles down.

The path up to the house is long and in a secluded area of the lake. At the end of the road, the car pulls up in front of a big and very beautiful lakefront house. I pay the driver before I get out and just stare at the place.

"Is this your parents house now?" I ask as I look up in awe of the house. I mean it's only a little bigger than my parents house but how many lake homes have I been to? None.

"Nope," he says grabbing our two bags from the trunk. He walks past me and up the steps to the front door. He opens the doors for me and says, “it’s my place," with his boyish grin.

My jaw drops as I step inside, dropping my bag. The first thing you see is the massive staircase at the end of the foyer. I take off my shoes because my momma raised me right. On the left there's the kitchen. Wood floors cover the entranceway and stairs. I go to the big kitchen, with light wood cabinets and charcoal granite countertops and backsplash.To the right of the island is a breakfast area. It's small with loads of natural light due to the gigantic window. In front of the island is a informal dining room. There is a small, simple chandelier and beneath it is a rectangular table. The walls are a neutral color like the rest of the kitchen.

French doors lead to a large formal dining room with a large table that could easily fit at least fifteen people. I leave that area and go to the living room. The space is large enough but is still inviting with creamed colored couches and light curtains letting light in. This is the family room because there are picture of his family and friends above the fireplace and on the walls. For whatever reason, I'm surprised there is minimal hockey memorabilia.

I move towards the staircase to go upstairs. When I'm up there I notice there's a chandelier above the foyer. I look in some of the rooms and four of them are guest rooms. I go to the last room, on the other end of the house, far from the other rooms. I open the double doors exposing the beautiful master bedroom with the left side of the bed facing the door so it's facing a big window. The windows are actually doors that lead out to a balcony looking above the crisp, blue lake. To the right of the bed there's a sitting area with chairs and a TV. I move past chairs and open the doors to the bathroom with grey tile on the floor and in the glass shower. His and her sinks stretch across the whole right wall while a duckbill tub looks over the lake. There's a door in the left to a walk in closet. Slightly impressed, I leave the master and go down stairs.

"Sidney!" I call out as I run down the steps.

”In the kitchen babe!" He yells back.

”Dude your master bedroom is ridic-" I stop talking when I see him sitting on the counter, eating a chocolate chip cookie.

"Since when do you eat cookies? And sit on counters? And own huge lakefront homes?" Sidney pretends to think for a moment before answering.

"Since like last year. I found this place, thought it was awesome so I bought it. I obviously don't come here often because I'm traveling but during the off season I getaway here. It's been tweaked a lot, by my mother and sister. Do you like it?" I move the box of cookies and sit next to him on the counter.

"Yes, I love it. It's a lot of house for just one person, don't you think?" I couldn't imagine coming home to a huge home like this. Imagine cleaning and on top of that, I'd be in here with my own thoughts? Hell no, I like my tiny apartment.

"Yeah it is but I have friends and family over all the time so it's not so bad. It's not incredibly far from civilization and I have someone clean it once or twice a week when needed. Now that you're here," Sidney scoots closer to me to look in my eyes. He pushes some hair away from my face and cups the left side on my face.

" It's nice that it's a lot of house." it takes me a few seconds to process what he said but I get it. My breath becomes shallow as my pulse rises. I can feel all the heat in me come to the surface when he plants a kiss on my lips. The kiss is quick to my dismay but he moves down to my chin and then my neck. I can't help but moan.

"Aren't we going to you're parents house today," I ask while he's kissing the right side of my neck.

"No, it's getting late I'll tell them we were tired. I have some business to attend to. Immediately." He gets off the counter and stands in between my legs, rubbing my thighs. I bite my lower lip, looking him in the eye anticipating what he's going to do next.

Sid's POV

I've brought girls to this place and they've all said the same thing: wow. But I won't tell her that. Yes, it's lavish and big and nice but I deserve it right? Sera actually took the time to appreciate all the details of the house like the art nerd she is. All of them just wanted to see my bedroom and to be quite honest, that's all I wanted them to see. I feel like this and her meeting my parents is a big step in our relationship. It's moved so fast not that I'm complaining. I feel like she's a fantastic way to start new, relationship wise and I want to give her everything I have. Do I have any clue what I'm doing? Nope, but isn't that how this stuff usually is?

Her skin is so soft like velvet and she smells like flowers and something mysteriously sexy. I can't control myself; I bite down on her neck for the first time curious what her reaction would be. It's glorious.

"Fuck," she groans out loud her hands cup my head there as I keep biting and sucking at her neck. My lips move down to her collarbones and to her chest when she wraps her long legs around my waist. I stop and pull her off the counter. My breathing is heavy, my eyes alert, just like hers. She grins.

"What next big boy?" She asks. There're so many things I want to do with her but I can't choose. Bend her over the counter? Lay her down on it and do that thing with my tongue she loves? Fuck her against the wall? I kiss her mouth again, aggressively this time because that's how I feel. Her hands make it up my shirt, clawing her nails down my back, marking her territory. She pulls it off and makes her way to my jeans, unbuckling the belt like a pro and prying them down. Counter it is.

Sera slides off the counter and backs me into the fridge. My hands grab her perfect ass pulling her closer before she pulls away. Sera looks up at me with a small smile before she gets on her knees in front of me.

"Don't pussy out on me just yet Crosby," She teases when she senses my hesitation.

"I just don't want you to feel like this is something you have to do to make me happy.” Even though the thought of my cock in her mouth makes me almost fucking lose it, I want her to be sure.

“Oh, I want to. I’m sure this isn’t the first blow job you’ve gotten,” Sera quips.

“Hey that’s not fair-“ I don’t finish that sentence because the head of my cock just slid into her mouth.

Sera's POV

I heard stories about how big Sid is and I knew they were true. This is just further proof that they were all right. This isn’t the first dick I’ve sucked and I hope it’s the only one I ever have to. I take the head into my mouth to keep Sid from talking about his sexual exploits and it works — throwing his head back, he lets out an almost audible moan. I inch lower and lower down the shaft before I move back up. I pull him out and lick from the base all the way to the tip. I do this twice before I pump with my hand.

“Fuck,” Sid hisses. I look up at him and bat my eyes. His whole demeanor changes from lust to awe and back to a mix of both. He strokes my hair before he takes a fistful and pushes me further down.

“Just like that baby, fuck.” He groans. I can feel him tickle the back of my throat and I prepare to take all of him but he pushes me off his cock.

“What? Did I do something wrong?” I ask half concerned half smug. He’s breathing heavy as he looks down at me with those brown eyes.

“You're not going to make me come that easy. Get up,” Sidney orders. I don’t break eye contact as I slowly get up.

“Go to the counter, face me.” I move slowly to the counter and turn around to face him.

“Strip.” Without the slightest bit of hesitation, I take off my shirt first then my shorts exposing my matching grey underwear and bra. I reach behind my back and unclasp my bra and slide each arm slowly out of the straps before I hold it out to him and drop it on the floor. Next are my panties— I hitch my thumbs on both sides and slowly pull them down as I watch Sidney. He is a stiff as a statue everywhere. Once at my thighs I let them drop.

“Happy?” I ask. I act all calm but I have never done anything like this for someone.

“Turn around, please,” Sidney asks for once. I oblige and wait for his next request. He comes up behind me. I can feel his hard on my ass and I resist the urge to back into it. He kisses my left shoulder and sweeps across to my right. Without any notice, he bends me over the counter.

“Tonight,” He croons as he massages my back and down to my hips. “ You don’t have to be quiet.”

“God yes, the apartment was cramping my style.”

“Where would you like me to touch you Seraphina?” He asks while his hand moves to in-between my legs. He begins to stroke my folds and I grind into his hand.

“Right there, please,” I gasp as a finger strokes my clit feverously. A hand rubs my left ass cheek while the other lays an assault on my clit. That other hand, lands hard and loud on my ass.

“Shit!” I groan out. Here are all my late night fantasy being given to me by the person I least expected it from. I guess it is always the quiet ones.

“Do you want me inside of you?” He asks. Sidney removes his hand from my pussy and lays a hard smack on the right cheek. I buck into him, secretly begging for more.

“God yes please, gimme your cock I’m dying.” Where the fuck did that just come from? Goodbye dignity, it was nice knowing you.

“Good girl.” There’s a pause. I wait for him to line himself up but it never comes until I’m about to look back. His cock inside me sends a rush on heat and desire through me that is incomprehensible. Sidney starts slow, rubbing my hips and kissing the back of my neck before he picks up the speed.

“Is this what you wanted?” He asks me when he leans over me and reaches for my face, forcing me to look at him. I nod yes in-between unadulterated moans.

“Fuck yes, please Sidney give it to me,” I gasp. He lifts himself off me thrust even harder, throwing me into a frenzy. Sidney lifts my torso off the counter, grabbing my hair to pull my head back to kiss me. Our tongues dance for a minute before I feel my body start to tense up.

“Oh God I’m gonna come. Please make me come,” I beg against his mouth. His thrust before more precise even as they get faster.

“You’re gonna come for me? All over me? Good girl, come for me,” he eggs me on as my moans get louder and a grab onto the counter to aid. Three thrust later and I’m screaming his name at the top of my lungs. I grab onto the counter to steady myself the best I can. I feel Sid grab at my hips as his orgasm rips right through him and triggers another one of mine. Sid's lips leave trails of heat all over my neck before his lips meet mine, kissing me through the waves of pleasure moving through my body.

My body shakes and my breathing his just as hard as his. He leans over and kisses me once again.

“I’m so glad we didn’t go see my parents,” Sidney states through a sheepish grin. I smile and start giggling uncontrollably , a result of my orgasm before I nod in agreement. He slides out of me and I nearly collapse.

“Fucking hell Sid, I need to walk,” I fake scold him.

“No you don’t,” he laughs when he picks me up in a bridal carry. “ I got you,” he says as he plants a kiss on my forehead and leads me to the bedroom.

Notes

Slight POV change but it works I think. As you can tell, I'm a little sexually frustrated and this is what I want right now so don't judge me. Dom!Sid does things to me ok?

I am soooooooooooooooooo sorry this is so belated. My sophomore year of Uni is crazy. I just finished final on Thursday so I'm on break and I'll be writing more. Yay! That's why I threw in some smut in here as an "I'm sorry".

This trip will test these two a little bit and we'll be getting some background on the two especially Sera and where her head is at. I hope you enjoyed it! Drop me a comment, they are much appreciated.