Crosby: I’ll take you from behind, slipping myself in slowly and watching your mouth widen farther at every inch. I’ll cover your mouth and thrust slowly and rhythmically, making sure to give the last inch a hard shove deep into that beautiful pussy of mylittlegirl.
Tingles shot down my spine as I closed my eyes and played Will’s words like a movie in my head. Panting, I rubbed my swelling button while my thoughts consumed me. A low moan escaped as I plunged one finger into my wetness, still working my clit with my thumb. The scene overtook me entirely and I longed for Crosby to be watching as I pleasured myself on his balcony while hundreds of people hurried to work on the streets storiesbelowme.
With a shaking hand, I typedanothertext.
Me: I’m about to come,Daddy.
Crosby: Come for me, baby, like the perfect princessyouare.
My body shook as my climaxengulfedme.
Me: That was incredible, Will. Just so you know, I am on yourbalcony.
Crosby: That is the hottest thing ever, babe. You’re amazing. I can’t wait to be hometoyou.
He was heading to game six of the Stanley Cup and I knew I should have just left him alone so he could get his head in the game, but how could I resist a conversationlikethat?
Me: We’ll have tons of fun tomorrow night when yougethome.
Crosby: You have no idea how much I am looking forward to that. Where are you watchingthegame?
Me: I’m going over to Myla’s tonight. I’ll probably end up just crashingthere.
Crosby: Sounds like a great plan, sweetheart. Have a great time and I will talk to youlater.
Me:Byebabe.
* * *
“Lookat all of our sexy boys with those tantalizing beards.” Myla was practically drooling. Her pregnancy was nearing its end, and she was really feeling thehormones.
Simon plopped down on the couch in between us. “My favorite time of year is playoff beard season.Yummy!”
Shaw waved him off from the other side of the large living room. “Honey, look all you want, ’cause this chin is staying cleanshaven.”
I could see how uncomfortable Griffin was getting from them flirting in front of him, and it was quite funny. He had moved in with Shaw and Olive, so I figured he would be used to it, but at least he was trying to be a good sportaboutit.
“Myla, are you guys all ready for the baby?” Liv asked fromGriffin’slap.
Myla popped up. “Want to see thenursery?”
“Sure!” Griffin and Olive followed Myla into the backhallway.
Sean and Jessica were working, which completely sucked, but they promised to listen to the game on the radio. Karla didn’t want to bring the kids out and her sitter flaked on her last minute, so she wasn’t going to be able to make iteither.
“How’s everything been at the bar?” Simonaskedme.
“I just finished up an assignment and I don’t start another one for a couple of weeks. I am definitely enjoying thetimeoff.”
“It must be nice to have a chance to recharge those batteries,” Shawaddedin.
“That is a total understatement. If I didn’t have these breaks, I would totally burnmyselfout.”
The three who had left the room joined us again right before the firstfaceoff.
“I’m going to puke! I don’t know how I am going to get through this game.” Mylaremarked.
The Otters had to win that game and the following one to win the cup. There was a lot of pressure on them, and I hated thinking about how much it was taking a toll ontheguys.