What If I Knew You (Anaheim Stars Hockey #3)

20. Bodhi

CHAPTER TWENTY

BODHI

F uck, am I dreaming?

I’m dreaming.

I have to be.

How else would I be lucky enough to have a naked Corrigan Hicks in my home, in my arms, carrying her down the hallway to my bedroom as her hands play with my hair? How are her legs firmly wrapped around my waist while my cock springs up and down with every goddamn step I take? How is it her lips separate and so willingly connect with mine?

Heat courses through my veins as I enter my bedroom and lay her down on my bed. Her eyes meet mine, the blue in them sparkling back at me like sapphires as I hover over her, propping myself up with one arm. She reaches her hand up to my face, resting her palm against my cheek, and I lean into it, reveling in the feel of her touch. The touch that brings me peace and heats me at the very same time. Her other hand reaches up, palming my chest, and fuck if the feel of her fingers gliding over my skin doesn’t make my dick even harder than it already was. She moves her hand from my chest, up to my shoulders and then into my hair, tugging on the dripping strands and bringing my face down to hers. And it’s this moment, the wanton look in her eyes, that has me realizing she wants this just as much as I do.

“I want you, Corrigan.”

“I want you too, Bodhi,” she responds, her tongue dragging across her lips.

“I need you to understand something though.” I shake my head and stare into her eyes, wishing she could see down deep into my soul. “This isn’t just sex for me, Corri. This isn’t like those other times. Although now that I think about it, I’m not sure those other times were what they were supposed to be either because I want you.”

She smiles and softly chuckles. “I want you t?—”

“No. I want… you , Corrigan,” I try to explain. “I want this…this connection that you and I seem to have when we’re together, but I want more and I want it with you.”

Her eyes dart between mine and it’s all I can do not to word-vomit all over her. “I love how our physical connection makes me feel. I love how you make me feel. Like I’m the most important person in the room at any given time. Like I’m important. Like I matter. Like I’m loved. So, this isn’t just sex for me. If it was before, it’s not anymore. Because I want you .”

“Okay.” She nods.

“Okay?”

“Mhmm.”

Fucking Christ.

“You’re okay being…mine?”

She smiles up at me, her doe-like eyes answering me before her voice does.

“I’ve been yours since the moment you replied to my text.”

“Thank you, Jesus.”

I bring my mouth to hers and part my lips, our tongues tangling, fingers gripping, voices moaning. I smooth my hand down the side of her body and back up, feathering my fingers along her skin, and then my palm connects with her breast.

Her eyes roll back as her mouth falls open. “Yesss.”

I roll her hardened nipple between my thumb and middle finger and then lower my lips and suck it into my mouth. Her back arches and her body writhes beneath me as I flick my tongue over her while rolling the other between my fingers. Then I move to the other breast and suck that nipple into my mouth even harder.

“Oh God! Yes!”

Her response brings a smile to my face and a wave of pride through my chest.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful Corrigan.”

“I’m also goddamn wet, Bodhi,” she says as I continue to play with her breasts.

“Is that so?” I ask, trailing my fingers between her legs, teasing her with a touch to her inner thighs. She squirms and opens her legs, allowing me full access.

“Yes. Please,” she begs, but I’m not ready to give her what she wants just yet. I’m having too much fun exploring her whole body.

To placate her, I drag my finger through her arousal and?—

“Fuuuucking hell, Corri.”

I’ve never felt her so wet before.

“Oh God, yes! Again. Please!”

“What do you need?” I ask as I trail another finger through her warm arousal. “Tell me.”

She bucks against my fingers, hoping to add to the pressure she so desperately seeks. “I need you to make me come, Bodhi.”

She nearly cries when I pull my hand away from between her legs, but she watches anxiously as I suck my two fingers into my mouth, my eyes rolling back in my head as I savor the taste of her. “So fucking sweet.”

I want to continue to tease her and make her crazy for me and then fuck her until neither of us can see straight but after one taste, I can’t deny myself the delicacy that is Corrigan’s sweet glistening pussy. Moving myself down her body so I can get a better position, I spread her legs with my hands and then flatten my tongue against her heated center, taking one long languid stroke.

“Oh…my…God,” she gasps, lifting her pelvis off the mattress in search of more. “You’re too fucking good at this. Please, Bodhi.”

Her compliment revs my body and has me wanting to turn her over, spank her ass, and fuck her like they do in the pornos I’ve seen. But then a part of me wants to lie here all night long, between her legs, pleasuring her over and over again and proudly watching her fall apart at my touch. On my tongue. With my thrust. But then I’m also dying to be inside her, feeling her pussy take me, clench around me. Milk me.

“So many possibilities,” I tell her. “Do you want to come like this, Corri? Should I devour you until you’re screaming my name?

“Yes. Oh, God, yes.”

Diving back in for more, I circle my tongue around her clit and slip two fingers inside her, curling them against her inner wall and adding just the right kind of pressure to make her crazy.

“Bodhi!” She pants. “Bodhi, please. God! Just like that. Don’t stop!”

My dick is throbbing between my legs as I pick up the pace and add a bit more pressure. I have a feeling when it comes time to thrusting myself inside her I may not last as long as I want to but hell if I’m not going to make her feel like she’s walking on fucking air. I lap at her clit a few more times and then suck it between my lips just as she comes undone.

“Yes! I’m…Oh God, I’m…Bodhi! I’m coming!”

The sound that comes from Corrigan’s mouth is music to my ears. I lift my head to catch the look on her face as her body gives in and she comes apart. Reaching down between my legs, I fist my cock and tug at the base trying to relieve the throbbing ache as I watch her recover.

“I know you told me this before, but you’re beautiful when you come.”

She doesn’t say anything but her sated smile is all I need to know she’s with me.

Leaning over her, I pull open the drawer to my nightstand and pull out a condom, rip off the covering, and slide it over my cock as she watches.

“I’m on birth control, you know?”

I pause and meet her gaze. “I…I’m sorry, I didn’t want to assume.”

“It’s okay,” she says, shaking her head. “You’re being responsible. I understand. I’m just letting you know. For now. For…later. I’m on birth control.”

“Corrigan, I’m so fucking hard right now I fear I might blow all over you if I don’t get myself inside you and I want to feel the inside of you more than I can explain.”

“I’m all yours.” She spreads her legs again for me as I hover over her, maneuvering between her knees. Gripping my cock, I line it up with her entrance.

“Ready?”

She nods. “Ready.”

Slowly, I push the head of my cock inside her.

Motherfucker…

And then another inch.

Christ.

And another inch.

“God, it’s so fucking good, Corri.”

Breathe, Bodhi.

Breathe.

Fuck she feels incredible.

Breeeeeathe.

“Keep going. Fill me. Take me.” Her words are my encouragement but so are her lips when I lean down and cover them with mine. She licks inside my mouth as I slide back a bit and then plunge inside her as deep as I can possibly go. Her mouth falls open in tandem with mine and we both moan.

“Fuuuck, you’re so tight. You’re squeezing the hell out of me.”

“Oh, my God, Bodhi. I’m so full.”

“I need to move, babe.”

“Yes.” She nods. “Please.”

“You okay?”

“I’m perfect.” She smiles and kisses me again. “You’re perfect.”

I lean back a bit on my knees and bring her legs up, her thighs pressed against her chest and thrust inside her again and again, watching our connection. It’s a fucking turn-on watching my cock slide inside her.

“Fuck, you’re stunning, Corrigan. You take me so perfectly.”

Her bright blue eyes find mine and I refuse to look away as I pump into her over and over again. My legs start to tremble and I pick up my pace and chase my climax.

“Shit, Corrigan, I’m not going to last. I’m sorry.”

I watch as she slides her hand between her legs and rubs her clit as I thrust into her.

“Don’t apologize. Come with me, Bodhi.”

My God, she’s sexy as hell like this.

Finally letting go of my stare, her eyes roll back and her back arches causing her hips to pull down on my cock, squeezing it tight. A white-hot heat spreads across my body just before my balls tighten and my cock swells and then I’m coming inside her so furiously the room spins.

“Shit. Fuck! God!”

“Oooh fuck!” She brings her legs around my waist and locks me tightly against her as she moans loudly, her pussy pulsing around my cock as she comes a second time.

I try my best not to give her all my weight but she wraps her arms around me, cradling me to her chest, protecting me, soothing me, as we both catch our breath. She combs her fingers through my hair and whispers, “Suffice to say, you, Bodhi Alan Roche, are no longer a virgin.”

She knows my middle name.

I should probably be very bothered by that but I’m not.

“That was…”

How do I even describe the moment we just had?

Amazing.

Exciting.

Delicious.

Better than I ever thought it would be.

Other worldly.

Earth shattering.

“Breathtakingly soul shattering.”

“Soul shattering,” she says, repeating my words. I lift my head a bit to see her face and she smiles at me. “Soul shattering is definitely what it was. How do you feel?”

Like the king of the goddamn world.

I pull off the condom and deposit it into the small trash can by the bed. Rolling myself over so that she’s not bearing all my weight, I pull her into me. “I feel perfect. Tell me you’ll stay. I don’t want you to run off. Stay with me.”

“Well, seeing as how my clothes are in a wet puddle on your living room floor, I can’t exactly leave, now can I?”

Her comment makes me smile like a kid in a candy store. “So, if those clothes would happen to get ripped up or burned or accidentally thrown out a window, you wouldn’t ever be able to leave? How did I not think of this before?”

“I think Layken would come looking for me eventually.” She giggles, and the sound of her relaxed voice makes something in my chest relax too. “She knows you live in this building somewhere.”

“Right. Layken is your best friend.”

“Yes.”

“I met her earlier.”

“So she told me.”

“She knew who I was the moment she saw me.”

Corrigan cringes slightly and then nods. “Yeah.”

“She’s known this whole time?”

She cringes again. “Yes.”

“Can I ask you something?”

She closes one eye as if she’s preparing for a painful blow. “Is it going to make me feel extremely guilty?”

“I just wondered what your best friend thinks of…you know, us?”

Corrigan opens her eye, her face softening before she smiles. “She told me I should have just come clean after the night we met, but she also gets why I didn’t. She knew you had been very vulnerable with me and that you trusted me and she knew I didn’t want to betray that trust.” Her face contorts slightly as she watches me, the small lines of worry appearing on her forehead. “Does that upset you?”

I push a few of her curls behind her ear, playing with the ends of her hair between my fingers. “Not in the slightest.”

“Can I ask you something now?”

“Anything.”

“Do the guys on the team…” She swallows. “Do they know about me?”

“They do now.” He huffs out a light chuckle. “I mean they knew I was talking to a girl and meeting with her, but they had no idea that girl was you until?—”

“Until I walked into Harold’s with my father.”

I nod my head slowly. “Yeah. Sorry, but seeing you there threw me for a fucking loop and I didn’t exactly react in the smoothest of ways. The guys gave me a hard time about it when you left and then I told them what was going on. They were…” I huff out a laugh. “About as shocked as I was and they had a feeling you knew most of the time. They agreed that you know a lot about hockey and probably know their stats better than they know themselves.”

She covers her face with her hands. “They’re probably right about that. Shit, I am so unbelievably sorry, Bodhi. I was just scared to tell you. I really was trying to protect your anonymity and your feelings.”

“Don’t apologize. The time for feeling sorry is over,” I tell her, kissing her softly on the forehead. “Unless you have regrets about what we just did.”

Her eyes grow large. “No! Never. Do you?”

“Are you kidding? I’m lying in my bed in my apartment after having the most incredible sexual experience I’ve ever had with the prettiest woman I’ve ever met. I don’t regret a damn thing.”

“So, the fact my father is your coach doesn’t scare you?”

“Oh, it scares the living shit out of me.” I laugh and pull her tighter against my chest. “But that’s not going to stop me from wanting you. My feelings for you aren’t going away just because of who your father is, Corri. I promise you that.”

She wraps her arms around me in a tight embrace. “Good. Because I really, really like you, Bodhi.”

“What do you think your dad would say?” I ask her. “If he knew?”

I feel her body deflate against me as she sighs. “I want to tell you that he knows I’m an adult and you’re an adult and therefore he would let us do our own thing. I want to tell you he would be happy for me because he knows you’re a good guy and I want to say he would be happy for you because he knows the kind of girl you would have supporting you and cheering for you and encouraging you...”

“Buuut?”

“But he always had this rule with me that I wasn’t to fraternize with his players. I think it’s always been more of a protective thing with me since I was a teenager. Then when my mom passed away he had this feeling…or more a fear, that I would fall for one of his players, because I was around so much, and it wouldn’t work out and then I would never want to come around anymore. That he would essentially lose me too.” She’s silent for a minute and then adds, “It’s crazy, I know.”

I feather my fingers up and down her arm. “It’s not crazy. It’s understandable. You’re all he has.”

“Yeah. And he means well. He’s always offered to give me whatever I want, but I want to prove to myself that I can make it in this world without the help of a rich dad.”

“How about a rich boyfriend instead?” I grin and then wink at her, making her giggle.

“You know what I mean. And I don’t want your money, Bodhi. I didn’t do any of this for your money.”

“I know.” I lift her chin with my finger and kiss her lips. “You did it for my sexual prowess and exceptionally large cock.”

That makes her laugh out loud. “Damn right, I did.” She swings her leg over my hip, so I roll us both until I’m on my back and she is straddling me. “And if you didn’t have either of those things, I’d kick you to the curb.”

“Poor me. Then I’d be forced to stand along the street corner with a sign that reads Adequate cock ready. Will fuck for food. ”

She snorts. “I can only imagine the number of women who would be lined up to share a ride.”

I fold my hands around her ass, smiling up at her. “Well lucky for you, we’ll never have to find out.”

“So, what do we do now?”

“I could think of a few things.” I wink and thrust my hips up a bit, my cock stiffening all over again at the feel of her warm pussy on top of me.

She giggles. “That’s not what I meant silly. I meant what do we do about us? You know, when it comes to my father?”

“Well, maybe we just don’t let him know yet.”

She cocks her head. “You really think that’s possible?”

“The guys aren’t going to say a word. They stress all the time the importance of being a team and looking out for one another. Plus, they seem to like you, so I think they would be okay with it. They’d let us handle things on our own timeline.”

She nods and I can tell she’s mulling over the idea of keeping our relationship a secret from her dad. “He’d never hear it from me. I mean, it’s not like I never come to games so my being there wouldn’t be weird to him.”

“And then when we both feel good about sitting down with him and telling him, we can do it together.”

“Of course,” she says. “I would never expect you to put any of that on yourself. We’re a team. We do everything as a team. And that includes talking to my father. When the time is right.”

“Then it’s settled. We’ll tell him when the time is right.”

“Okay. Deal.”

“You know what I think it’s time for now?”

“What?”

I smirk and lift my hips once more. “Round two.”

She laughs and then lowers her body to mine, her hardened nipples brushing against my chest. “You’re incorrigible.”

“And you love it.”