She hops back onto the desk, but the height’s all wrong.
“Bed?” she suggests.
“I have a better idea.” I hoist her up and carry her to the bathroom. The vanity is covered in products, but I sweep a hand to clear it and set her on the stone top.
“What is it with you and bathrooms?” She giggles through the question while I push her panties to the side and circle her clit with my thumb.
“It’s you. I can’t seem to bring myself to care where we are. I just need to be inside you.”
Her hands are braced on the edge of the vanity showing me the front of her watch. It’s some sort of sport watch she wears all the time to view her heart rate as well as the time. I glance at it, noting the numbers steadily increasing. That’s normal, right? Mine is definitely thrumming faster.
I try to go slow, but it’s been several days without her and I need her in every sense of the word. Also, my stomach growls.
“Was that your stomach?” she asks with a laugh, but then moans as I push two fingers inside of her.
“I haven’t eaten since the game,” I admit.
“Maybe we should stop and feed you.”
“I’m not that hungry,” I protest but my stomach makes another gurgling noise.
Laughing, she pushes at my chest with a sigh. “I saw a vending machine by the elevator. Let’s feed you.” She hops down from the counter and starts getting dressed.
“But, but…” I motion to my dick.
“We’ll come right back.”
“Or we could keep going and then eat.”
“Are you hungry?”
“Yes, I admit.”
She tosses me my pants. “What my baby wants, my baby gets.”
I put them on, with attitude, and she holds the door open for me.
“Then we’re going the wrong direction,” I mutter under my breath.
She laughs. “Come on, Rauthruss.”
We find the vending machine at the end of the long hallway.
“What are you feeling?”
“Don’t care.” I run my hands over her hips.
She feeds money into the machine and presses buttons. I’m not paying a lot of attention. Particularly when she leans over to retrieve her selections.
I follow her back to the room.
“Key?” She holds out her palm.
“Oh shit, I think I left it in there.”
Laughing, she drops to the floor and sits with her legs stretched out in front of her, ankles crossed. “Joining me?”
I take a seat beside her and she tosses a bag of chips in my direction. The noise from the party on the other side of the wall drifts out—laughter and loud voices.
“Your parents couldn’t make it?”
“No, but they’ll be in Kansas City for the Frozen Four. You could meet them if you come.” I bump my shoulder against hers.
“Really?”
I shrug. “If you want. You’re going, right?”
“Yeah, I want. That sounds nice. Ginny’s dad offered to drive us.”
“It won’t interfere with your practice?”
“No, I don’t think so, but I should check with Coach when I get back tomorrow. My last competition is the week after.”
“Where is it?”
“At Valley. It’s a small competition, just one other college, but it’ll be nice to compete one more time.”
“Yeah, I get that.”
“At least you’ll be able to skate every day after college. I don’t know what my life will be like without waking up early every day and going to the ice.”
“Have you found an apartment yet in Appleton?”
“No. I guess I should get on that or I’m going to be crashing with my parents.”
My phone buzzes in my pocket. “Speaking of my parents, that’s probably them.”
I dig it out of my pocket. Carrie’s name flashes on the screen. “Or not.”
“Still calling, huh?”
“First time in a few days actually. She probably wants to say congratulations.”
Sienna nods. “You can answer if you want.”
“Nah.” I slide it back in my front pocket. “She can tell it to my voice mail.”
“What was the final straw with you two?”
“What do you mean?”
“You said things slowly deteriorated, but obviously not for her. What made you walk away?”
I take my time, chewing the Doritos way longer than necessary. “She cheated on me.”
“What?” Sienna’s back comes off the wall, and her eyes widen.
“She kissed some dude at a party. She came clean immediately, and I was pissed, of course, but mostly, I guess, I was just upset that I didn’t care more than I did. She was adamant that we could fix things between us, so I decided after six years, another few months trying to work on things wasn’t much to ask. Needless to say, things didn’t improve. So, I ended things.”
“Wow. I was not expecting that.”
“No more talking about my ex.” I crumple the empty chip bag in my hand.
“Sorry.”
She pulls a pretzel from the bag in her hand, and I snatch it with my mouth.
“Kind of stale,” I say as I chew.
“Fine cuisine, it isn’t.”
“Company’s good, though.”
“Should we go back to the party? I don’t want you to miss out on it. Tonight’s a big deal.”
“It is. And I’m exactly where I want to be.”
“Or just outside of it anyway.” She nods her head toward Jordan and Liam’s room.
Laughing, I pull her onto my lap. “This isn’t so bad either.”
I slide my hand between her legs and underneath her skirt. Her panties are soaked and her green eyes darken when my fingers brush against the silky material between her legs.
She climbs higher on my lap, pinning my dick under her luscious ass. I slip two fingers under her panties and we groan at the same time.
Her lashes flutter closed and fan out on her skin and her lips part.
My teammates are loud as hell on the other side of the wall, partying and celebrating. Anyone in earshot could tell they’re having a good time, but I wouldn’t trade the feel of Sienna’s slick, hot pussy squeezing my fingers for anything.
She rests her forehead on mine as her breaths come faster.
“Rhett,” she whispers my name.
“Yeah, angel?” I drag the pad of my thumb along her clit.
She says my name again on a whimper and I seal my mouth to hers as she falls apart in my lap.
22
Sienna
“Thanks for coming, everyone,” I say to my yoga students as they pack up their mats and leave. I’m so tired. We got back three hours ago and I had to rush straight to class then here.
Maverick walks to the front, his black mat under one tattooed arm. “Good class today.”
“You say that every day.”
“And it’s always true.” He grins. “Going to the apartment?”
“Yeah. Am I that predictable?”
He laughs. “Want a ride?”
“That’d be great.”