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One Shots

Escape



It’s nearly impossible to find true solitude in the city. Even if you’re alone in your own home, the oppressive weight of the rest of humanity waits just outside your door. Which is why, as often as possible, Jamie Benn and Willow would escape to his cottage deep in the wild country of British Columbia. Situated in the shadow of the mountains, set back from the bank of a blue-green lake, and miles from any city or civilization, the two would find a few moments of peace and quiet and delightful solitude together.

The most beneficial aspect of being cut off from the world is that there is very little to do besides explore the outdoors and then come indoors and explore the intricacies of your partner. Their days were defined by long strolls, silly splashing in the cold lake water, and picnic lunches in the sun. Their afternoons and nights were punctuated by different sorts of delights. Well, their mornings were as well, to be fair.

For example, it was not at all uncommon for Willow to wake with Jamie’s massive body pressed against hers, his mouth carefully kissing along the column of her neck, his warmth heating her skin. Inevitably, she would moan to life, reaching back to cradle his hip in her hand and press his hardness more firmly against her ass.

Somewhere between sleep and arousal, he would mount her, either from the front or behind, it really didn’t matter. Without much thought, she was wet for him, woke up as such and remained that way every moment they were together. His morning kisses were always slow and sweet, his movements deliberate and attentive, the softness of his skin familiar, and the half smile he wore comforting like nothing else in this world.

But it was his voice, gentle and coaxing that she craved the most. As his cock pressed deep, his broad body sturdy on top of hers, his mouth would come to her ear, to her neck, whispering and muttering and kissing and licking.

He said nothing of importance, but it was all that mattered. His mindless ramblings of devotion and care, of passion and erotic musings did more to entice her body to reactions than anything else he did. Willow would close her eyes, letting him lull her into a serene and placid frame of mind that was not easily disturbed or interrupted. Expect by Jamie himself, of course.

“Willow…get on top.”

She made a whiny sound in her throat. “Baby, I’m so close.” She had been, too, his thrusting was perfect, his voice pushing her over the edge even as he annoyed her with his request.

And then he grinned. His dark undercut hair dripping sweat and flopping down across his forehead and into his eyes. Yeah, there was really no way to say no to that face. Although she didn’t say yes outright either. If he wanted her to ride him, he’d have to work for it.

She caressed his shoulders and squeezed gently, telling him, “I’ll get on top, but you have to go down on me later. For at least twenty minutes.”

His eye roll was massive, his sigh even more so. “Ask me for anything else, literally anything.”

Willow looked to her left, her face unmoving, her voice unwilling to give in. Jamie’s stroking between her thighs sped up, making her bite her lip to keep from moaning. She could feel his gaze and refused to acknowledge it until he agreed to her request. The man was always such a ridiculous baby about this. He had gotten better, true. At first he had refused to do it all, but she had convinced him it was prudent to do so, if he ever wanted her to suck his dick again. Now, he would do it only when she asked, and always made a big dramatic production about it.

He sighed again and kissed her cheek. “Fine. Get your lazy ass up.”

Giggling and giddy, Willow let him flip them and mounted his hips, sinking back down onto his cock as his eyes closed in pleasure. Something about her being on top made him feel the soft, wetness of her cunt more intensely and his reactions always reflected his increased pleasure.

She circled her hips, feeling the deep, hard press of him inside her and then leaned down to suck love bites along his chest. Eyes still closed, he used both hands to hold her, one on her upper back to keep her mouth lowered to his skin and the other on her thigh to feel it flex from her exertions.

“Oh, babe, that’s it. Just like that.”

Willow’s response was mumbled against his chest. “That’s cause I’m the best, baby. I take good care of you, don’t I?”

“The best. Fuck. Sit up.”

Willow leaned up, back straight, chest pressed out to greet his hands that came up to cup her breasts. Those longs fingers then moved down, pressing into her folds and finding her clit.

“Jamie…oh, God. You feel so good.”

“The best, baby. Come for me, then I’ll make you breakfast.”

Willow smiled and moaned at the thought of this beautiful man flipping pancakes naked in their kitchen. She came hard, bucking back against his cock and bending to capture his mouth in a messy kiss. When she was done, she kept fucking him until he came with a groan, biting down on her shoulder as he let go.

They hauled themselves out of bed and Jamie did make pancakes, naked, and he flipped them perfectly while wiggling his eyebrows at her, much to their mutual amusement. Eating the flapjacks at the tiny table set between the kitchen and living room, they opened the cottage door to let in the summer breeze and the soothing sounds of woodland isolation.

Neither of them bothered with clothes, as per usual, and since no one was likely to wander past their home, the windows and doors were often left open without concern.

Sipping her coffee Willow asked, “What should we do today?”

“Whatever you want, my dear.”

“You can be as nice as you want, you still have to keep your promise.”

Jamie narrowed his eyes playfully as he shoveled the last bit of pancake into his mouth. “That was a dirty trick. You know I’ll agree to just about anything when my dick’s inside you.”

Willow’s grin was unstoppable. “Oh, I know. I never said I play fair.”

“Women…”

Willow’s retort never left her mouth, because Jamie’s cell phone rang and he jumped up to grab it.

“What’s going on, Jordie?”

As he spoke to his brother, she got up to clear the table, half listening, but really just thinking about she wanted to do with the rest of their afternoon. Another trip to the lake, another nap in the sun, it really didn’t matter. Their escape to this place was pure bliss, no matter what they happened to be doing.

“Yeah, yeah, I get it. No, I understand, I know how she is. We can come back tomorrow.” Now Willow looked at Jamie, who refused to meet her eyes. “I’ll call you when we get into the city. Right, thanks. Bye.”

“What’s going on?”

Setting his phone on the table, Jamie blew out a breath and ran a hand through his hair. “My mom, she’s been driving Jordie nuts, over at his house everyday…”

“So…?”

“He asked when we were coming home so I could deal with her for a while. He needs a break.”

“We have to go home because your mother is annoying your brother too much? Just tell him to tell her to back off.”

Jamie chuckled. “Babe, you know it’s not that easy. She’s a handful. Besides, we’ve been gone over a month. We should’ve headed back soon anyway.”

Willow knew he was right, but she was still going to pout about it. She liked it at their cottage and she would have stayed there all summer if they could. Jamie rounded the table and pressed her against the sink.

“We’ll go home for a couple weeks, do laundry. I’ll deal with my mother and then we can come back until training camp starts. How does that sound?”

Willow forced a smile and hugged him, resting her cheek on his pectoral muscle. “Sounds good to me. I’m gonna take a bath. Leave the dishes. I’ll do them later.”

Without looking at him, she slipped from his embrace and padded into the bathroom that was only a few feet away. The tub was a massively deep claw-foot style that probably could have held several hockey players and was perfect for long soaks. She started the water, adding a few tablespoons of almond oil to soften her skin and then some lavender scented bubble bath just for the hell of it.

She was sitting on the edge of the tub, running her fingers through the rising water when there was a quiet knock on the door. Jamie poked his head through and smiled.

“What’s wrong, babe?”

There was no use denying it, he knew her too well. She shrugged and braced her palms on the edge of the tub. “I just like it here and the summer always feels too short. I like it being the two of us for as long as possible. Not that I don’t enjoy being close to your family, but…”

“They can be a little much.”

“Yeah.”

Jamie grinned and stepped into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Standing above her, he cupped her jaw in one hand. Willow smiled genuinely at his affection and told him, “I’m okay, just a little sad we have to leave. But we’ll come back.”

“We will.” He came to his knees in front of her and continued, “Trust me, I would nothing more than to spend all summer here with you. But it’s not like we won’t have plenty of time to do this at home.”

‘This’ referred his mouth coming down on her knee and then steadily moving higher as he pressed kisses into her thigh. Willow’s hand stroked the shaved back of his head as the other remained on the tub to keep her balanced. She spread her thighs to hold his shoulders and then popped her hips forward to open up her cunt for him. His tongue slithered between her folds as both of his hands held her in place and kept her from falling.

“Oh, Jamie, baby…you’re a treasure.”

He giggled against her pussy and licked along her slit before playing with her clit with the tip of his tongue. “I owe you this, remember? You might want to turn the water off, though. I’ve got nineteen and a half minutes left.”

Willow kept one hand on his back and reached behind her with the other to turn the tap off. Then Jamie was right back to work, bracing her hips with his hands and using his tongue to torture her. The sweet taste of their earlier love making still lingered and even more of her wet arousal started to flow the longer he stayed down there.

When she came, she reached for him to get him up, but he shook his head, checking his watch. “Five more minutes.”

“I was just joking before.”

“I wasn’t. Hold on.”

She knew he was just insisting on this because she had been disappointed that they had to go home, but did it really matter? If the man wanted to be on his knees in front of her, she would leave him there. Willow leaned back, putting her hands on the other edge of the tub and elongating her body. He renewed his efforts, licking and sucking her lips and then her clit. With her body precariously balanced on the lip of the tub, he reached up with both hands, stroking her neck and chest tenderly until she came again against his mouth.

He kissed up her body and then her lips when he got that high. She looked weak and happy from her orgasms and he said gently, “Get in the tub.”

Sliding down the side, Willow let the warm water envelop her as she shifted to lean against one end. Jamie took the other end, groaning loudly when he was submerged, the water coming just to the top of the ledge, but not over.

Willow nestled into the water, covered up to her neck with only her head poking out, but Jamie, after his initial submersion, lifted his arms out and rested them on the edges of the tub. And lord almighty, did he looked wonderful because Jamie all wet is a lovely sight indeed. His tattoos darken and glisten, his hair goes all inky black and shiny.

“You are so damn beautiful, Jamie.”

He only smiled and motioned to her by curling one finger. “Come over here by me.”

Willow turned and slide her ass along the bottom of the tub until she landed between his bend legs and laid her back against his chest. His arms wrapped her up and he kissed first the back of her head, then her neck, then her shoulder, before settling his head against the back of the tub. She could feel his cock pressed hard against her back, but he made no move to get any action, they just enjoyed the bath for a good long while.

When she later slipped from his arms and dunked her head, he rested his arms on the ledge of the tub once more. Flipped around to face him, she pushed his legs straight with a hand on each knee and then straddled his thighs.

Jamie gave her a look with one raised eyebrow. “What are you up to?”

She inched forward just a touch and stroked his chest with her palms, spreading the silky water over his skin. “Thinking about making love to this fine ass man I’ve got naked and wet in front of me.”

He laughed slightly and just watched as she moved a little closer and then hooked her arms around his neck, settling her ass right on top of his cock. “You might wanna let some of the water out first.”

“You let the water out. I’m busy.”

Willow used one hand to reach down and guide the tip of him inside her entrance. After letting loose a groan, Jamie thrust up to sheath himself and then pulled the plug behind him to let some of the water drain.

When he refocused on the woman in front of him, her bottom lip was pulled between her teeth and her eyes were hooded as she shifted around on his cock.

“I get you on top of me twice in one day…how lucky am I?”

“Very, I’d say. Kiss me.”

“Of course.” He held her hips under the water and pressed his mouth to hers. Her cheeks still dripped droplets of bath water and they ran between their kiss. Willow moved with a slow rhythm, lost in his kiss and loving how slickly their bodies moved together in the soapy water.

Thigh against thigh, there was no resistance and Willow found it easy to speed up, but toned it down when the water threatened to escape the tub. Jamie, who was panting and thrusting from below, shook is head in frustration.

“Fuck this.”

Willow just giggled and he let more of the water out. When the tub was only half full he said, “Faster. Fuck me faster.”

Grabbing the edge of the rub, Willow rose and fell on his cock. The waves around them were violent, but contained in the deep tub and Jamie let his head fall back with his mouth hanging open in pleasure. Without looking, he brought a thumb to her clit and rubbed softly. She had already been close, that contact was more than enough to finish her off.

“Oh, yeah. I’m gonna come, baby. Come with me.”

His answer was firm. “No, I like you in this tub too much to stop now.”

The promise of more was intoxicating, the warm water against her hot center and his thumb on her button send shivers through her body and she let out a shout when she came, squeezing his cock tight and deep.

He more or less shoved her off and turned her over onto her stomach. The water reached her chin when she was propped up on her elbows and it didn’t take Jamie long to lay himself flat against her back and reposition his cock inside her slippery cunt.

Willow moaned, but also laughed. “This is not how you fuck in a bathtub, Jamie.”

“This is how I fuck in a tub and it’s nice, right?”

She had been about to agree, but he started to thrust with force and it sent water splashing into her face and she laughed again as she spit it out. “No, this is definitely not working.”

So, they flipped again, Willow ended up with her back against the bottom of the tub, leaning against the end wall. The thing was so large that Jamie could stretch out between her thighs, settling his cock back between her folds and copying her from earlier by using the edge of the tub for leverage and balance.

He looked down at her, smile wide, hair wild and wet. “Better?”

“Yes, much.”

He came down to kiss her again, flexing his hips and thrusting gently to keep the water movement to minimum. When he kissed down her neck, all Willow saw was his cute little ass poking out of the top of the water and she grinned at the sight.

Her hands ran down his body, cupping to gather water and then spreading it over the parts of him that were uncovered. His cock was hard and unforgiving against her sore pussy, but in such a deliciously wonderful way.

She freed one leg and hooked her ankle over the side the tub to open herself up even more. Jamie groaned and took advantage of the extra room, fucking her even harder.

“You’re so hot right now from the water. God, it’s fucking great.”

Willow nodded her agreement and jerked her hips to meet his with every stroke. She was close again, as usual. The man could make her come until her head spun and she would still be ready to go again in no time.

She was licking the water from his shoulder when she noticed that there was even less water in the tub than before. If fact, only a few inches and she realized he must have kicked the stopper free somewhere along the line and it made her burst out in giggles.

Jamie noticed it too and laughed with her but said, “Stop laughing and come again for me.”

Still laughing she focused on finishing and soon they were in an empty tub and Jamie was fucking into her hard and fast, her ass squeaking against the ceramic under her. They came in a fit of laughter inter-spaced with kisses that lingered and smiles that wouldn’t quit.

Jamie peeled himself off her and they sat in the tub facing each other, Jamie with his legs crossed and Willow with her knees pulled up to her chest.

Still breathless he said, “Well, that was fun.”

“True, but I need a shower now. That bath did very little to get me clean.”

Jamie stood and kissed the top of her head. “Shower. I’ll pack.”

When he stepped out of the tub, Willow grabbed his hand as she rested her chin on the ledge. “Thank you, baby.”

“You’re welcome.”

She gave him wide, needy eyes. “You don’t wanna shower with me, though?”

Grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist, Jamie just laughed at her as he opened the door. “No, I don’t. One of us has to be productive today and I can tell it’s not going to be you.”

Smugly, Willow stood, her naked body covered in patches of bubbles, her skin pink and still warm. She put a hand on her hip and eyed him up. “Sure about that?”

When Jamie tore his eyes away from her body, he met her gaze and smiled. Willow reached out and yanked his towel open to see his cock already half hard again. She tugged him back in the tub and they wasted a little more time together. She knew they had things to do, but even five more minutes of blissful solitude with him was worth too much. Everything else could wait.

Notes

I LIVE! Sorry for the delay, I was reading a ton of great books and then every story I started just wasn't working, but I think this one snapped me out of it! Letang is half done, if he will stop fighting with me, I am trying to get some Eddie Lack going, but also I read this amazing BDSM story and was thinking about Aaron Ekblad the whole time, which was requested, so that is in the works as well!

Comments

So it would be nice to have a sequel to this!

Polarvortex Polarvortex
10/8/20

If you decide to do these again, can you have a Braden Holtby story? Name: Kelly, Premise is that she gives him an X-rated surprise when he gets home from winning the cup in Vegas. Rough and filthy please!

hockeyyy hockeyyy
6/12/18

Can you write a chapter with John Tortorella and any player

Lmarina2000 Lmarina2000
4/11/18

damn that was hot

TangersGirl58 TangersGirl58
7/28/17

if you are still doing requests

Kris Letang Pittsburgh Penguins to this song http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/elliegoulding/lovemelikeyoudo.html

Thanks

TangersGirl58 TangersGirl58
7/28/17