he said after a moment. “Can I just hold you? I need to sleep. But I promise to make it up to you in the morning.”
“You don’t owe me sex,” she said softly, turning to nestle into his shoulder. “Sleep. Rest. You have a trip coming up. I’ll be right here.” She draped an arm around his waist, found her favorite spot in the hollow of his shoulder and they drifted off to sleep.
When she woke in the morning, he was between her legs, his mouth doing those wonderful things it could do, and she nearly came the moment she opened her eyes.
“That was fast,” he chuckled. “I can fuck you now?”
“Oh, yes. Please.” She sighed happily as he sheathed himself with a condom and slid into her. He was by far the best lover she’d ever had, and though she didn’t have many to compare him to, Miikka did things to her no one else ever had and she loved it. She’d had zero experience receiving oral sex before Miikka and now she wanted him to do it all the time.
Of course, having him inside of her was her favorite thing. He seemed to know exactly what to do to make her come, and the way he kissed her… Her thoughts went on the fritz again because she was already gearing up for another orgasm. Everything he did sent her over the edge relatively quickly, to the point that it was a little embarrassing. Luckily, he always got off when she did, so they seemed to be in tune to each other.
“Miikka!” Her second orgasm caught her by surprise and her body jerked against his. She dug her fingernails into his ass, pulling him deeper, opening wider for him, each thrust making the waves roll over each other.
“Voi vittu kun sä oot kuuma!” Fuck, you’re so hot. He slammed into her a few more times before finally resting on top of her, their bodies sweaty. “Muruseni, you make me so happy.”
“You make me happy too.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. “I’m going to miss you.”
“I have homework for you while I’m gone,” he whispered, his voice laced with humor.
“Homework?”
“Yes.” He lifted his head so he could look into her eyes. “I make flash cards for you. Except these will have sex words. In Finnish. You will learn by the time I come back.”
“Hey, that’s not fair,” she protested with a chuckle. “Only five days? How many words do I have to learn?”
“As many as possible. There will be test when I return.”
She frowned. “I don’t give you tests.”
He shrugged. “This is not my problem.” He playfully tweaked her nose before sliding out of bed and out of reach as she swatted at him.
“Just wait, mister… You’re in trouble now!” she called after him.
He laughed.
The team had just landed in Seattle when Miikka’s phone rang and his sister’s name flashed on the screen. He was pleasantly surprised and answered with a grin.
“Tara! How are you?” It was nice to speak in Finnish, too.
“Hi.” His sister sounded a little down.
“What’s wrong?” he asked automatically, following his teammates to the waiting bus.
“Can I come back?” she asked. “I can’t stand it here right now. I need to get away.”
“Of course. Any time. I’ll buy your ticket as soon as I get to the hotel. When do you want to come?”
“Today,” she mumbled.
“I’m on a road trip,” he said. “I won’t be back in Anchorage for five more days, but I’ll book within the week, okay?”
“Thanks.”
“You want to talk?”
“I quit my job,” she blurted out.
“Another job?” he asked quietly. “Why, Tara? I thought you loved working at the shop? Selling clothes and fashion?”
“The owner was always yelling. Nothing I did was right. If we had a good sales day, it was because of the other girl working. If we had a bad sales day, it was because of me. If any of my friends came into the shop, even when they bought things, she would say she wasn’t paying me to socialize, even though the others hang out with their friends constantly. The owner didn’t like me and made me miserable every day. I couldn’t take it anymore.”
“Okay. Come to Anchorage and you can stay with me until I leave for home.”
“If you don’t get to the playoffs, will you leave right away?”
Miikka hadn’t thought about that at all and he paused, thinking of Charli. They’d just started to get serious, so the last thing he wanted