I sip my drink, scanning the room with my eyes. People are dancing and having fun. Guys from the team sit not far from me, chatting and laughing. And I'm the only one who has zero interest in anything going on there. I just want to see her, and I'm slowly losing my mind, having no idea where she is. I don't want to call her or send a message because I'm sure she won't hear it. Someone is blasting music at the highest volume possible. I just hope she will show up soon and we can secretly sneak away from this place.

"Colt, what's your poison?" Clay claps his hand on my back.

"Mineral water." I shrug my shoulders, seeing his eyes rounding. "What?"

"Where the fuck did you get that?"

"Brought it with me from the rink. Why?"

"We won. We beat Michigan State," he says, looking at me as if I'm a complete wacko.

"We did." I nod my head and take another sip of my drink. "And?"

"First, they are our biggest rivals. Second, didn't you make Ava's ex pay for what he did to her?" He smiles at me smugly. "I saw you punch him. Dude did nothing to defend himself from what it looked like."

"He knew he was in the wrong," I say, taking a deep breath. Jefferson definitely felt guilty for what he did to Ava, and I saw him watching her before he stormed off the ice. He didn't make a scene only because of her... Does he still have feelings for her? I shake my head, trying to dismiss all the disturbing thoughts I have. My day started off as shit, and continues to be the same. I shouldn't have told her not to come to my place before the game. Having her around even my talk with Leo wouldn't have been that disastrous. I'm an idiot. "I just don't feel like drinking. I have plans tomorrow."

Leo's message was short. The place and time. He didn't ask even once about my reasons to see him. I think he knows what I want to hear from him, and I only pray he will be honest. It won't change how I feel about my mom. It won't change how much she means to me. But it will change how I see my father... if he knew his wife was cheating, he could have thought it was okay to be with Helen. As simple as that.

"Suit yourself." Clay mutters, turning away from me. I take my phone out of my pocket and stare at the time. Two fucking hours since the party started. Where the fuck is she? "Layla!"

I whip my head to my right and see Benson's sister strolling in our direction... Alone. I frown, chewing on my inner cheek in annoyance. What game is she playing? I don't remember her mentioning any plans for today. Where did she go then?

"Sorry it took me so long." Layla murmurs, stepping to Clay and winding her hands around his neck. I'm irritated as fuck, but I honestly think they are cute together. My best friend is totally whipped, and sometimes I have a hard time talking to him now. All his conversations lead to one thing - Benson's little sister. Thank fuck, I'm not like him when it comes to Ava. At least not in public.

"Have you seen Ava?" I ask as soon as their lips finally part. These two definitely took their time, as if they hadn't seen each other in months, and not just a few hours.

"No." Layla focuses her gaze on me. "I talked to her on the phone. She's not coming."

I grip my phone tighter, and arch an eyebrow. "Why?"

"God, Colt, call her or text her. She planned something for you, and that's why she doesn't want to be at the party."

And that's the moment when I turn into a complete idiot. My lips form a smile as I stand up from the couch. "See you on Monday."

I don't wait for their answers. I don't want to say goodbye to the guys from the team. I just head to the exit, typing her a message. I think I know where I can find her, and if I'm right, it's a really good sign. A sign that she's ready to do something about her fears. And I honestly hope she will let me help her. With everything.

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Damn her! She makes me crazy, turning me into a sex-addict. Never in my life have I wanted someone as much or as often as I want her. As many times as I want her... and for the love of God, I want her everywhere. Even now, in the sin-bin. I can't even call it a penalty box anymore, and I have no idea what would happen to me if I got sent there during one of our next home games. I probably will be having huge withdrawals, wanting her to be there with me... so she can soak my dick with her juices. All over again.

Ava hops off my dick and reaches over for her panties, pulling them on. I'm breathing hard, taking the condom off my cock and looking for a trash can.

"Here." I look up, seeing Ava hold out an empty paper cup from Starbucks and napkins. Well, she's quick-witted for sure. I throw it in there and wipe my hands with the napkins. Her juices and my cum were everywhere, dammit. Apparently saying 'too hot for each other' is definitely us.

I stand up from the bench and haul her to my chest, twirling her around and cupping her face with my palms. She has very light makeup on her eyes, and her locks are a bit curly framing her face. I have the most beautiful girl in the world in my arms, and no one ever will make me change my mind. She's fucking perfect.

"How about we go ice-skating tomorrow evening?" I ask, instantly realizing it sounds like a date. She blinks, her lips part and I see her swallow a lump in her throat. "I thought you coming to sit in the sin-bin so close to the ice meant something."

"I felt safe here." Ava tells me, and disappointment washes over me. She doesn't want to be seen with me, does she? "Maybe not ice skating but just trying to step on the ice at first?"

I rake my gaze over her face, relaxing slightly. It's not about me. It's still about her traumatic experience. "Works for me. We can ask Frank to let us in, he has a shift again tomorrow."

"You're the best guy I've ever met.. Er..." The best guy she has ever met... Does this best guy have the right to call her his? For everyone to know?

Ava tries to take a step back, but I hold her firmly. I'm so freaking tired of hiding, of pretending. I want the whole world to know she's with me. I want every single person on this fucking Earth to know Ava is mine... and I want her to finally admit it. I'm a guy who doesn't do relationships. Someone who has never even dated... but I desperately want her.

"Tell me you're mine." I inch closer, my lips almost touching hers. "Tell me you're all mine, Ava."

The color of her green eyes is dark, exquisite. It's rich and bewitching. So many emotions change like in a kaleidoscope, and my heart is ready to jump out of my chest as I wait for her answer. I know she's independent, that she was hurt before... yet I'm not a fucking Jefferson. I will never-

"I'm yours, Colt." All thoughts I have are silent. Nothing comes to mind, as if all the tension left my body along with her words. "I'm only yours."

I take a long and shaky breath, and cover her lips with mine. This kiss is full of desperation, filling us both with passion and longing for each other to brim. I take possession of her mouth, of her tongue. I claim her, and she lets me. Roaming her hands over my shoulders, she presses her body closer to mine. I'm so full of need and I know it's exactly the same for her.

Stepping back I see her shaking. Ava's pupils are wide as she stands in front of me with her lips parted. She's in an absolute daze. I smile, bend down and take her things, along with our garbage. I grasp her hand and make her follow me up the stairs and straight to the exit. I say goodbye to Frank, and only notice her timid nod in his direction. Oh man, the look on her face is priceless.

I help her climb into my car, then go to the driver's side, and drive away from the ice rink. My hand is on her knee at first, but then I move it higher and hide it under the skirt of her dress. Ava sighs, spreading her legs further and it's the only sign I need. She is giving me an invitation, permission to have a taste, and I go for it. Her panties are soaking wet, and only that realization sends my mind spiraling at the speed of light.

Quickly parking my car near the apartment building, I unbuckle my seatbelt and jump outside. She's as eager as me, joining me a second later and extending her palm to me. I take it, lacing our fingers together and feeling her body tremble. Oh God, a little patience, baby... the last thing I want my neighbors see us fucking on the stairs.

The second I slam the door shut, our mouths collide. Hungrily, as if we're both starving for each other. Intensely, as if we weren't together just 30 minutes ago. It feels right, just how it should be. Me falling for the girl who slapped me across my face for my big mouth. Me falling for the girl I can't imagine my life without... I'm so besotted with her, so it feels as if the whole world will fall apart if she isn't with me.

Ava's hand finds its way to my groin, as she strokes my dick through my jeans. It grows bigger and harder within a few seconds. "I want your cock in my mouth," she whispers, and I wheel her around, her back crashing in my chest. I sneak my palm under her dress and then lower inside her panties. I circle her clit, as she starts grinding her ass over my dick, following my movements.

"Ava." I groan, sucking her earlobe in my mouth, leaning my back on the wall. I need some fucking balance because touching her takes my feelings to the air.

"Colt, please, I want your cock in my mouth, please." She begs, panting and pressing her ass to my groin harder. My hands drop off her sides and she turns around, getting on her knees in front of me.

She unzips my fly, unbuttons my jeans and pushes them down along with my briefs. My dick springs free, and Ava doesn't waste even a second of time. She takes it in her mouth, cupping my balls and playing with them. I close my eyes and put my hand on the back of her head, keeping her positioned in the right spot. She strokes my shaft, sucking the head of my dick and swirling her tongue over it. It feels amazing, as if she is making love to my cock, worshiping it with those perfect lips and her playful tongue. I push her to take me deeper, and she goes for it. Gagging on my cock but still deepthroating me. Again and again.

"Don't stop, baby... don't stop..." I'm at loss for words, lifting my hips just as she sucks my balls in her mouth as her hand moves up and down my shaft. "Fuck..."

Ava takes my cock inside her mouth and I come. Spilling my cum and feeling tingly all over my fucking body. I'm a wall of muscles, but the emotions I feel because of her are absolutely unforgettable. Devine and really strong. She sucks me dry and slowly stands up. Mischief and her desire are so easy to read on her face.

"I love the way you taste," she confesses, and I smirk, draping a hand over her waist and twirling us around. Her back hits the wall, and she bites her bottom lip, holding my gaze.

She lifts the skirt of her dress and I help her take off her panties, leaving her in stockings. Everything in this girl is a pure seduction. Ava is like a living water, fulfilling my needs and making me feel wanted, feel alive. She gives me strength I didn't even think I was lacking.

I kneel and flicker my tongue over her swollen clit. She spreads her legs further, leaning her back on the wall for a better position. I lick and suck, fucking her with my fingers. Her moans fill the hallway as she rides my mouth with that sweet cunt of hers. Faster and faster. She comes in no time, her body spasming and I palm her ass to give her support.

"Your tongue is a fucking magic." Ava purrs as I stand up and hover over her. Her chest rises and falls, and her pebbled nipples are poking through her dress.

"It's all because of your taste... my sweet little honey." I tug on her dress, pulling it off in a swift motion. She unclasps her bra and takes off her stockings, tossing them on the floor and I do the same to my clothes. Both naked, covered in sweat... but damn, it's the most gorgeous sight I have ever seen in front of my eyes.

I open my mouth to tell her that, but her words shut me up better than anything. "I want you to fuck me bare... once..." Ava takes a step closer, pressing her finger to my chest and dragging it down to my dick. "Promise to be careful?"

"I promise." I nod my head, wrapping an arm around her waist. Ava searches my face with her deep green eyes, and then her mouth forms in a smile. "Any particular wishes, baby?"

She chews on her bottom lip, eyeing me with more and more intensity. Then, she twirls around, pressing her hands to the wall and bending over slightly to give me access to her pussy. "Fuck me from behind, please."

I sneak my hand over her hip, pulling her ass to my groin. I angle my cock, teasing her opening and then grab her hair with my other hand. "Say my name."

"Colton." Ava breathes and I slide inside her. Fucking heaven! I've never been with girls without a condom either, and now I finally understand what the all fucking hype is all about. Her pussy is warm and fucking wet, making me want to go deeper. Rougher. Harder.

"Tell me you're mine."

"Yours." She moans as I rail her from behind, burying my cock balls deep in her pussy. I move steady, with no rush. She rotates her hips as I dig my fingernails in her ass. So fucking good! "I'm yours, Colton."

"You like that?" I wind my hand around her throat from behind, squeezing it. I'm fucking close to my own release, and I need her to feel the same too. "Ava?"

"Yes... Go deeper please... Please, Colt."

Banging her harder I slap her ass, intensifying her moans even more. I inch forward, grabbing her hair and pulling her closer to me. "Your fucking pussy feels incredible... I love the way it swallows my cock and empties my cum..." I slam my hips in hers, instantly closing my eyes because pleasure rippled all over my body.

"I'm gonna come... Colt..." Ava loudly whimpers, and I feel her walls squeezing around me. I barely have time to pull out and come on her bouncy ass. Dammit! It's not as easy as I thought and I definitely need to be more careful next time. I can't afford betraying her trust in me... and losing my career too. It would be a total fiasco otherwise.

"God, woman, you make me extra horny when you say what you like... and what you want me to do..." I tell her quietly, and she looks at me over her shoulder. She licks her lips, and I am enthralled seeing as her piercing quickly disappears in her mouth.

"Really?"

"Really." I confirm and she snorts, straightening her back.

"We're going to take a shower." The next moment I know she is already edging to the bathroom, lingering in the doorframe and staring me in the eyes. "And later, I'm really looking forward to sitting on your face, Colt."

With that, she slips inside the bathroom and then I hear the water starting. This girl is my personal type of destruction, my own annihilation... but for some stupid reason, I have nothing against it. I'm happy to obey... and I'm happy to be ruined.