Hard Checked (Ice Kings #4) - Stacey Lynn Page 0,81
stresses in my ear and then kisses my cheek.
“Well holy hot damn!” Katie cries and throws her hands in the air. “This party just got even better. Congratulations!”
She gives me a fierce hug, pulling me from Sebastian’s hold and protective gaze. I stumble from her hug only to receive similar well-wishes and congratulations from most of the players and wives who have now heard.
Among them is Jason, standing back, surveying the scene with lips lifted in a small grin but his dark eyes are so serious. Still holding that concern and worry he’s been doing for a long time. While the attention turns to Sebastian, I go to Jason.
He tips his chin down when I get close. “Congratulations.”
“You don’t mean that.” I say it nicely, but I’m pretty sure he doesn’t. “And I get why. I also want you to know I really care about him and I know where he’s at. I’m not pushing for anything or hoping for anything. I’m okay to see where this goes.”
Essentially… you don’t need to be worried about your friend, Jason. I’ve got this.
He must sense what I mean because he tugs me tight to his side. “You’re good people, Gigi. I’m glad he has you. But take care. It’s only been a few months.”
“Trust me, I’m aware.”
Madison is never far away even if she’s living a half country away. I still sit in shock that Sebastian took this so easily.
Although, I’m giving him something he always wanted and something he stopped believing he could. Why wouldn’t he be thrilled even if the circumstances make it seem insurmountable for us to work.
“I’ll take care of him, Jason. Promise.”
“Good. He’s a good guy.”
“One of the best.”
He drops his arm from me and places his hand on my back, pushing me toward where Sebastian is headed our way, brows yanked close together, lips pushed down.
“What’s going on?”
“Nothing. Happy for you is all.” Jason slaps his shoulder.
“Just talk.” Based on Sebastian’s look, I doubt he’ll be happy hearing his friend is concerned or giving me warnings about him.
“I think I’ve had enough talk for one night. Ready to head out?” He leans down to my ear and whispers, “And go do something that involves very little talking?”
Sign. Me. Up.
“That’s it, Gigi. Slide it in nice and slow. Two fingers on your clit.”
“Sebastian.” My hips are rolling. He’s driving me crazy with need and drawing it out to make sweat slicken at my hairline and down my spine. I’m on the edge of losing all control.
I have hit the jackpot for sexiest man I get to have in my bed.
Or in this case, on the FaceTime screen on my iPad. Propped against a stack of pillows at the end of my bed, Sebastian and I are currently mirror images of each other.
Him, on a hotel bed in Buffalo after their third game where they’ve won all three so far. He’s also naked, propped against pillows and knees bent with his feet planted on the bed.
And let me tell you… the view is one I will remember forever. The light dusting of his hair on his chest that trims to a thin line between abs that are currently flexing. The muscles on his forearm while he works his thick, hard cock. The heavy weight of his balls beneath.
God.
I could watch Sebastian pleasure himself every day, all day, and never stop being turned on by it.
His teeth are gritted, eyes narrowed and layered in on me, sitting so much the same way as him, my vibrator shoved deep inside of me as I use it on myself, doing exactly what Sebastian commands.
“Please. Let me move it faster. Harder.”
“No. I like the way you sound so needy.”
Shit. This is hot. Nerve-wracking when we started as soon as he winked and told me to grab my toy from the nightstand. I didn’t even know he’d found it until he told me to use it. Then he told me to strip and every piece of clothes that fell to the floor, he removed one of his.
I have to bite my lip to hold back my cries. At this point, I’m feeling so unhinged the people in the bar downstairs might be able to hear me.
“You’re so damn sexy. I can see how wet you are for me. You like this, don’t you? Love thinking of me while you fuck yourself.”
“Yes,” I cry out. “I like it more in person.”
“Me too. Now be a good girl and move faster. Work your hips. Let