That was when I gave up on men and love.
I didn’t count on the NHL’s golden boy, the beautiful, arrogant Cooper Stone turning my life and my hockey rink upside down.
My kids are why I wake up in the morning.
Hockey is what Cooper breathes for.
We’re from different worlds and places in our lives but when our hearts collided something so wrong and different turned into something so right.
even before we pulled out of Meghan’s driveway. It’s been a long time I’ve felt
changed into her pyjamas before we left Meghan’s.
house. Usually I would say no, but like Cooper said, it’s like he just won the
him before I feel him wrap his hands around my waist.
pound. My hands are getting clammy just walking outside with him.
His feet are on the ground in front, and the back of the hammock against his
back halfway. “Sit on me,” he demands.
He rubs his hands up and down the back of my legs, kissing my stomach. I’m
still wearing my sundress from this afternoon.
They’re like the key to his soul, always bright. Tonight they look clouded,
like a storm is brewing.
over, but Cooper has his feet planted on the floor, so we aren’t going
heart beating in my chest.
but none were like you.” He kisses my chest right above my breast.
breath caught in my throat.”
past. Way, way in the past.”
him.” His voice trembles.
that away. He tossed it aside.” I’m trying to calm my nerves. I’m scared that this
is it. This will be the last time that I hold him. “Cooper.” He looks up at me,
and I snap, my heart snaps. “No, you don’t get to decide this, you don’t get to
toss me aside because you think you know what I want or need.” My heart is
literally hurting. It’s aching. I blink away the tears that are forming in my
eyes, continuing what I have to say. “If you don’t want me, just say it, but
don’t you dare try to cop out of this giving yourself a clear conscience.” I
drop my hands to my sides, looking into his eyes. I lean forward, kissing his
eyes. “I’ve had many years with a man who not only looked through me, he passed
by me, not stopping to look at me. But you, you see me.”—I kiss his cheeks—“I’ve had many years not smiling. Now I smile so much my cheeks hurt. I
smile for no reason at all. I smile at you and because of you”—I kiss his lips—“I’ve had many years of little kisses, but none of them made my heart
flutter like yours, none of them left me breathless because of them, none of
them I longed for.” I can’t stop the one tear that has rolled down my face. “I
want you, I want this”—I point from him to me with my hand—“I want this more than I care to admit”—I put my forehead on his, our eyes watching
each other—“I want you to want me,” I whisper the last part, my heart hoping that
he does pick me, that he picks us.
I want your afternoons. I want your nights. I want your tomorrows, baby. I want
it all. I was so scared you would want what you had, and not want what we
hoping he opens up for me, and he does. He opens so our tongues touch each
other, and I know I’m home.
fumble with his shirt, trying to rip it off his body. When my hands touch his
chest, I make little traces of imaginary infinity signs all down his chest,
hoping he feels it. He pulls down the tube part of my dress, bringing my bikini
top with it. My nipples peak with the cold air on them.Cooper’s
thumbs circle around my nipples, then he places his finger in the middle of my
chest, making an infinity sign, all while looking into my eyes.
squeezes my breast, rubbing down to my ass. When both his hands cup my ass, he
just palms it, pushing me more to him.
invading my mouth. I’m invaded by his scent. His hand makes its way under my
dress, moving my bikini bottoms to the side.
making me gasp. “Always ready for me, always.” With my head tossed back, he
kisses down my neck with his tongue all the way to my nipple.
deeply, sending shock waves all down to my core. “Honey, please.” I look down
at him. “Be with me.”
his shorts, freeing himself.
positioned over him where I slowly slide all the way down, one inch at a time.
I feel him stretching me open while he invades me.
what I feel. I move up and down again, all the while looking at him. He’s
beautiful. He’s everything I’ve ever dreamed of, and he’s mine.
the top of his dick before bringing me down again.
us swing back and forth, putting him deeper into me. It’s like we are on a
swing, so I push back, making him go back, him pushing forward, both of us
wanting to go deeper and deeper. I’m close, so close. I know he is too because
I feel fuller.
shoulders, thrusting down on him where I come apart. I squeeze him, taking him
with me. He is groaning out his release, all the while we look into each other’s
eyes. His blue eyes are clearer than before, more at peace, more calm. He
kisses me deeply while still in me, the aftershocks of my orgasm still
that I never want to cross that line.
together. Say yes, please.”
About Natasha Madison