All Hands on Deck

Sidney Crosby sat in the driver’s seat of his car, forehead on the steering-wheel, cock still hard and throbbing between his thighs. Good God, he was an moron. Had he really just left Tessa after that kiss? After finally getting his hands on her? After all that, when he knew she wanted him, he had just walked away?

He blew out a frustrated breath and said aloud to himself, “Of course you did. You had to. Don’t be an asshole because she deserves better.” His next immediate thought was that the woman deserved to fucked like no man had ever even attempted. He wanted to be balls deep inside her, to see her orgasm for hours and scream his name, to bit her neck, marking her and to feel her nails across his back. He wanted -

That thought was cut off as he looked up at the sound of a delicate tapping on his window. And there she was, still in her tiny shorts and beater with a puffy pink winter coat thrown on hastily over the top. For a moment he just stared, unsure if his long standing erection was making him hallucinate.

When Sidney didn’t open the door Tessa looked around, both making sure no one else was lingering in the parking garage and also taking the time to question what the hell she was doing there. She met his eyes through the window once more, smiling, and held out her arms, palms up. “Kinda cold out here, Sid. You gonna let me in or what?”

Sidney snapped to attention, pushing the door open as she stepped to her right. He grinned up at her. “Hi.”

“Hey.” Neither of them moved or spoke again for a moment, his dark eyes simply stayed locked on her icy blue ones. Finally, Tessa laughed. “So were you serious before?”

In answer, Sidney reached between his legs, pulled a lever and eased the seat all the way back. Wordlessly Tessa crawled onto his lap, straddling those thick thighs and Sidney reach over to pull the door closed behind her. He cupped her face with both hands, but before his lips could hit hers, she said quietly, her tone begging him to be the good guy he claimed to be, “No one hears about this. Right?”

“Tessa, not a soul.”

Satisfied, she closed the distance between them and felt his full lips against hers again and she nearly swooned it felt so good. Too good in fact, and if his kiss was this dangerous, delicious enough to make her forget her promise to never get involved with a player…she could only imagine the world of conflict she was going to be in once she let that beautiful cock of his invade her softness.

Those doubts, however, were set aside for more pressing concerns, such as the masculine groans rising in his throat only to move down hers through their connected mouths, and his hands, broad and strong fondling her body under her open coat but over her clothes, and of course there was his cock, still heavy and hard and now pressed against her ass and aching folds.

Now that they were in a more private location he took his time with their kiss, slotting his mouth with hers just so, teasing her with his tongue, nibbling her lips, and taking in her hot breath and the high pitched whine that came out clearly against her will.

Two minutes in and the windows were opaque with frost and fog, their mutually created heat and huffed out breaths contrasting too sharply with harsh cold winds of a Pittsburgh winter. Without breaking the kiss, Sidney reached over to start the car and turn on the heat.

Tessa took her chance to kiss his long neck now, saying against his skin. “Maybe fogged up windows is better.”

Sidney moaned as her teeth scraped over his throat, then he shook his head. “Everyone knows my car. Trust me, this’ll draw less attention.”

Tessa realized that he was right, but also that she had been wrong to come. His car was not the most inconspicuous place they could have gone. Anyone could drive by and at the right angle see everything that was going on. Still, ridiculously, she didn’t want to leave, she just needed to know they were save for a while. She turned to look at the clock.

Sidney pulled her face back toward his with a hand on her chin. “We have time before the others show up. I wouldn’t do that to you. Stay with me.”

Tessa nodded. “I am. I’m here.”

Sidney went back to kissing her, but he was done with taking it slow. He had waited quite long enough, he thought. Already hot from his passion and now warmed from the heater, Tessa stripped off her coat and Sidney had her shirt off soon after. She broke his hold on her body to peel off her sports bra and Sidney immediately ran his fingers over the deep indentations it had left in her skin. He bent to kiss the marks, nudging the bottom of her breast with his nose in the process.

Cupping one breast in his palm he brought his mouth to the other, kissing around it gently before circling his tongue over her nipple slowly.

“Ugh, God, Sid…” He kept at her nipples, one and then the other slipping between his lips as he laved at them. Tessa reached down between their bodies, palming his dick as his hips jerked upwards from underneath her.

“Fucking hell.”

“Amen.”

Sidney let out a grunt of agreement before returning his mouth to hers, kissing her even more frantically than he had on that massage table in the arena. Tessa was right there with him, giving as much as she took from him, grinding her hips against his and tugging lightly on his loose, sweaty curls at the back of his head.

She came up, gasping for air and threw herself into the passenger's seat, tugging off her shorts and undies. Sidney grinned wildly after freeing himself of his shirt and lifted his hips to slide down his own shorts and release his thick, long cock.

“Jesus Christ.” Tessa wrapped both her hands around his bulging member, she just had to, it was too perfect not to touch. Her thumb followed the plump vein running down the underside and she practically salivated at the sight of it.

Sidney’s head fell back against the seat, breathy moans falling from his lips. “Tessa, please…”

Tessa stopped herself from laughing at the fact that Mr. Sidney Crosby, Captain of the Penguins was quite literally begging her to fuck him. If that doesn’t boost a girl’s self esteem then maybe nothing will.

She put them both out of their miseries, throwing her leg over him once more before quickly sinking down onto his shaft. Just as she had imagined earlier, his mouth opened silently as he adjusted to feel of her tight and warm wetness. Tessa herself was unable to contain the sounds emanating from her body. She moaned wantonly at the feel of his cock pressing deep, and then deeper within her as she continued to shift her hips downwards.

He seemed endless and when she had finally filled herself up, she kissed him reverently for the gift of his cock. He responded in kind, cradling her head in his hands and pressing tender kisses against her lips. Then, his mouth got a bit nastier. “Tessa, I swear to God, later I’m going to fuck you until you’re sore and hoarse from screaming out, but right now I just need you to ride me.”

Smiling, grasping his shoulders, Tessa rocked back until his cock almost slipped out of her and then thrust forward to ensnare him again. Sidney looked between them to watch himself disappear into her softness, only to see his cock reemerge, glistening with her arousal. He had to look away or he was going to come too soon so he met her vibrant eyes. “What’s that smile for, cutie?”

“You. Later. The thought of more of this.”

Sidney grinned back at her and came forward, kissing her throat and wrapping his arms around her back, limiting her range of motion, but she made the most of it. Tessa rode him hard, giving him long, slow strokes followed by short, wild ones that made his head spin. His thickness meant he was in constant contact with her g-spot and his length made her feel like he was piercing the deepest part of her, so wonderfully stuffed full of him.

“Sid…I’m gonna come. Will you come with me?”

“Yes, yes. Lean back.”

Tessa pushed off of him until her back hit the steering wheel and subsequently the horn. She readjusted until her back was pressing the top of the wheel as both of them giggled. Her snickering was cut off by a gulp of a moan when his thumb started rubbing across her clit.

“Oh, fuck, Sidney.” Tessa let his hand stroke at her clit as she used her leg strength to lift her hips and slam them back down, thrusting against him roughly and panting out moans as he did the same.

When her orgasm started, Sidney clutched her by the back of the neck and pulled her face back toward hers, stealing the last of her breath with a burning kiss. She fluttered and clenched around his cock, pulling his climax from his body as she went. Feeling him release inside of her extended her bliss so much that she continued to fuck him and feel pleasure until he softened and slipped out.

Finally spent, they shared a few sweet kisses, her hands lost in his hair, his caressing the creamy skin of her back and thighs.

When she found the energy to fall into the passenger seat, she reached for her shorts as Sidney pulled up his own, asking “Still think I’m not worth it?”

She laughed, heartily and amicably at his reminder of her earlier statement. “Still not worth my career, but you’re definitely worth sneaking around for.”

Sidney pulled his shirt on before responding to her. “So I can see you again?”

Fully dressed, including her coat, Tessa once again straddled him in the passenger seat. “Phone?” He grabbed his iPhone from his pocket, unlocked it, and passed it over so she could enter her number.

Done, Tessa handed his phone back and smiled before kissing him one last time. “As long as you keep your mouth shut, you can see me as much as you like.”

“Tonight? After the game?”

Tessa grinned at his enthusiasm and couldn’t stop swelling with satisfaction hearing Sidney Crosby so eager to get his hands on her again. She opened the door and stepped out, leaning on the door frame and bending down to meet his gaze Eventually she said, “We’ll see. Depends on how many points you get.”

She was teasing, of course, which Sidney knew, flipping her off as she slammed the door and walked away laughing. Left alone in his car, he chuckled to himself, but also accepted the challenge.

He earned three points that night, two assists and one goal in the Penguin’s 4-3 overtime loss. From his cubby in the locker room he sat half-dressed and sent her text, “Well?”

She was in the trainer’s room out of sight, but he could almost feel her smile through the wall. Her answer lit up his phone, “Good enough for me, Captain” followed by the name of her hotel and room number. Sidney hid a smile behind his hand and stuffed the phone back in his bag, turning to talk to Geno about the game, merely distracting himself until he could make his escape and find his way back to Tessa.

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