Nikki Worrell - The Enforcer (NHL Scorpions)

Jody walked over to her and spun her around. “Do you have any idea how much you turn me on? I mean you’re wearing my name on you. Can you even imagine what that does to a guy like me?” He couldn’t have loved her choice of ‘lingerie’ more if it came straight out of a Victoria’s Secret catalogue. “Jesus, Lace, you bring me to my knees.” He grabbed her waist and did just that. Without so much as a warning, he went down on his knees, lifted the jersey up to her breasts and placed kisses all over her stomach. “So sweet. Oh sweet Jesus, you have a tattoo.” He licked the tattoo on her right hipbone and followed it with a quick nip of his teeth. It was a small bouquet of daisies. She had gotten it after the whole Steven fiasco because daisies always made her feel happy.

He looked up at her with hooded eyes and rose to stand face to face with her. “Take me to bed, Jody.” He picked her up (as she knew he would) and walked over to the bed. She slowly slid down his body as he set her down.

He had only put on a pair of gym pants, and with no warning Lacey tugged them off him. Part of her wanted to take her time, but the other part needed to feel every delicious inch of him against her right that minute. “I’ve never seen a better male specimen in my entire life. Every inch of you is perfect, Jody. I could look at you all night.” Lacey ran her hands over his chest and abs and then farther down to stroke him, already finding a bead of moisture there. She loved that she had that effect on him.

Jody grabbed her hand to keep her from stroking him. “Lace, as much as I love that, if you keep doing it, this is going to be over in a couple of minutes.” He reached for her jersey, and without preamble, yanked it up and over her head. His breath left him in a whoosh. “You are so damn beautiful. I mean it, Lace. I’ll never get enough of you.” Jody picked her up again and placed her in the middle of the bed, climbing on top of her. “I want to worship every inch of you, and I’m going to start here.” He brushed the tendrils of hair away and ran his tongue along her neck where he knew she liked it.

“God, that feels so good. Everything you do to me feels incredible.” He continued his exploration around her neck, to her ears, cheeks, and finally her lips. While he kissed her, alternating between sweet, loving kisses and deep, soul wrenching kisses, his hand continued exploring. He rubbed her breasts with his palm and pinched her nipples, gaining him a deep moan of approval. Running his hand down her stomach to the top of her sex gained him more moans and a tug on his hair.

Lacey couldn’t get enough. He was driving her crazy. She wanted to touch him, but he wouldn’t let her; he just kept touching her everywhere, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. “Please Jody, I need to touch you.” Instead of giving her some freedom, he took her wrists in his left hand and held them above her head.

“Oh no, Lace. You told me with your choice of ‘lingerie’ that I could have control in here. I’m not done with you yet. When I am, I’ll give you control. I’m going to let go of your hands, but I want you to keep them there.” Jody let her go and went back to kissing her, thrusting his tongue in deep, making her writhe against him. He left her mouth to make a trail of kisses, licks and nibbles down her torso to the tiny strip of curls down below. He loved how she had groomed herself.

“Jody, please.” He was kissing the insides of her thighs, and then his hands spread her legs wide. Lacey moved her hips up seeking … something, anything to help the pressure building inside her. Just when she thought she would indeed start begging, he placed his mouth on her, and she cried out.

Without thought, she fisted her hands in his hair. Jody loved it. She was mindless with lust. He could feel her tightening around his tongue, and she was moaning, saying his name. He stopped and told her, “Not yet, Lace.” She let out a frustrated groan and tried to get up and make him lie down for her. “No, it’s still my turn.”

Jody laid her back down and positioned himself between her legs, letting his cock rest against her, pulsing with need. Rubbing against her core, he asked, “Is this what you need?”

“God yes, please. You want me to beg? I’m begging. Please, please , I want you inside me.” Jody had never heard more satisfying words, but he decided he wanted her to come first, after all. Moving his hand down, he entered her with one finger. Lacey’s hips jerked up off the bed. Jody started moving his finger, and then two inside of her in a rhythm as old as time.

She grabbed him and kissed him deep. “Please, now Jody, I want you inside me. Oh God, now please, I’m going to come.” That was exactly what he wanted. He sped his fingers up and added pressure, with his thumb, to her clitoris. “Jesus Jody. Yes, don’t stop.” He felt her tightening again, but didn’t let up this time. With a loud moan, she tilted her head back and curled her toes as she came around his fingers.

“God Lace, yes. That’s it, Angel.” She was exquisite. Just as the last tremors subsided, Jody climbed over her and entered her with one quick motion. “Oh fuck, that’s good. You’re so hot and wet.” He started moving inside her, and Lacey felt another orgasm building. She was shocked. She thought that only happened in books.

Lacey locked her legs around his waist and hung on for the ride. When she thought she couldn’t possibly take it anymore, she raked her nails down his back and grabbed his ass, pulling him in as deep as she could. The scraping of her nails down his back took him over the edge. As he was shouting out her name, Lacey broke apart again. It was by far the best sex she’d ever had in her life. The only wrinkle was the tiny nagging thought that they hadn’t needed to use a condom because he could never give her children.

Jody couldn’t imagine anything better than waking up with Lacey in his arms. Their first night together had been every bit as good as he thought it would be. He pulled Lacey closer and buried his nose in her hair. She always smelled so great. Knowing she was still asleep, he whispered, “I love you.”

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. Did Jody think she was still asleep, or had he meant to say that to her? Too soon, too soon! What should she do? She decided to pretend she was still asleep, but her mind was whirling.

Could he truly possibly love her after a mere couple of weeks? She’d certainly heard of it happening before, but it was rare, wasn’t it? Lacey definitely had strong feelings for Jody, but love? She didn’t think she was ready to make that declaration yet. He had seemed sure about her from day one, though. He always told her how much he liked being with her, and he texted her and called her often, too. Wow, could he really be in love with her? Lacey admitted that the prospect was not totally unwelcome.

After about ten minutes of pretending to be asleep, she let herself stir. Lacey rolled over and put her arm over him placing her head on his chest. His arm came up and squeezed her in a hug. It felt amazing to be held like that.

“Morning, Lace.” Jody hoped that there wouldn’t be any ‘morning after’ weirdness between them. He didn’t feel anything but euphoria, but how would his girl feel?

Lacey looked up at him and smiled. “Morning.” Then she snuggled in even closer. “You feel good.” As she said that, she was rubbing her hand over his chest and she could see the sheet rising. Guess he was ready for round … well, let’s see, that would be … round four.