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  Damn it.

  As I drive back to campus to see Sofia, I know I can’t ever tell her about this. I don’t want her to feel as though she has been a distraction like she worried she would be. I sure as hell don’t want her to know I’m a failure. No, I can’t tell her. Not yet, not until I know I’ve exhausted every option.

  And damn it, I am going to exhaust them.

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Sofia

  Holy shit, Ryan is so hot.

  I’m pressed into the wall of the hidden hallway that leads to the press box for the Bullies games, and my legs are wrapped around Ryan’s trim waist as my fingers dive into his thick, wet hair. I should be freezing—hell, he should be freezing—as we devour each other’s mouths, but we’re on fire. Every single inch of me is burning, and it’s all because of him. As Ryan tears his mouth from mine, licking and nibbling down my jaw, I grind my aching center against his hard length.

  God, it feels so fucking good.

  He groans against my neck as one of his hands squeezes my ass. The other one moves up my ribs, taking my breast in his palm before tweaking my hard nipple through my leo. Probably not the best outfit to be wearing when you meet your boyfriend for a quick make-out session, but here we are. This isn’t the first time, and I kind of hope not the last.

  To say the last few weeks have been tough is an understatement. I’m in the gym all the time when I’m not studying or in class. I’ve tried to work for Mrs. Justice, but my schedule has been tough with finals coming up. I now know why the sponsor said I should not work and instead concentrate on school. Prepping for finals is a fucking bitch, and I hate it.

  If I didn’t have Amelia and Ryan, I’d be screwed.

  But then, they’re just as busy. Amelia has the same schedule as me with gym and class, but then she spends her downtime on the phone with Drew. It makes me nervous and turns my stomach. I worry so much that they’re making plans, and when I ask, she doesn’t tell me anything. The only upside is that Shelli will be home for Thanksgiving, and they’re supposed to talk then.

  I’m praying Shelli can talk some sense into her.

  Then Ryan, bless him, he’s running himself into the ground. He’s killing it at his internship. They absolutely love him and even asked if he’d like to go on their road trip over break. He was all for it, and so was I. It’s so great for him, and it means he’ll be done sooner, before everyone else, and he likes that a lot. He’s such an overachiever and so smart. But not only that, his drive brings me to my knees. When he isn’t on the phone with his agent, Shea, or whatever scout is coming to see him, he’s on the ice. Usually, he’s practicing when I’m in the gym, so we do all we can to try to steal some hours just for us. They’re few and far between since he helps me study a lot, but when we find them, it’s so hot.

  “Fucking hell, Sofia, you feel so fucking good,” he says roughly against the spot below my ear. He then runs his tongue along my lobe before whispering, “So fucking beautiful.”

  His fingers thread into my hair, pulling slightly as he arches into me, his cock so hard. A soft moan leaves my throat as I undulate against him, needing friction to get off. Damn, I need to get off. The sexual frustration is real, and it’s all his fault. If he weren’t so good at getting me off, I wouldn’t want it all the time. Also, if he’d just fuck me, we wouldn’t have the problem of me trying to rub on him like a cat in heat.

  All his fault.

  All his sexy, gorgeous, amazing fault.

  I can’t get enough.

  “Ryan,” I moan. The roughness of his jeans is burning my thighs, but I don’t care. His cock is right there, and it feels amazing. I squeeze his waist with my thighs, grinding myself against him roughly, and I’m almost there.

  “Oh, Sof, I want you so bad,” he says on a strangled moan.

  I want the same damn thing. I’m so tired of waiting. I just want to do it already, but time is against us. I open my eyes to find him watching me. His eyes are wild, his face flushed, and his lips are parted and swollen from our kisses.

  What a sight.

  He’s all mine.

  He slows down, pulling his brows in before he lifts me up more so that I’m at eye level. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

  I shake my head. “Nothing. I’m tired of waiting. Let’s just do it. I know you have a condom.”

  He widens his eyes. “I’m absolutely not taking your virginity in the hallway of the rink right before you have to go to practice. You do understand stuff happens after your first time?”

  I shrug. “So? I have a pad.”

  He gives me a horrified look. “No way. We have all of break. We’ll find time.”

  “I know this,” I say softly, moving my lips along his. “But I want you now. Right now.”

  His body trembles, his eyes searching mine, and I know he wants me too. “Sofia, I’ve wanted you for so much longer. Now you can wait.”

  I quirk my lips at the side. “Rude.”

  “Shut up,” he demands, kissing me hard on the lips. He runs his tongue along mine, and I close my eyes as he arches up into me, taking my breath away. “Come on, I know you’re almost there.”

  But I shake my head. “Teach me how to give head.”

  He pauses. I can feel him throbbing in his pants as he opens his eyes, incredulous. “Are you insane?”

  “Seriously! It’s been a month. We dry-hump and make out more than teenagers—”

  “You’re a teenager.”

  “Shut up!” I laugh, smacking him in the chest. “Seriously. Let’s step it up.”

  His eyes are soft, searching mine. “I don’t want to rush it. Things are great—”

  “They’re wonderful, but I want your cock in my mouth. Like now.”

  He swallows visibly. “I love when you use the dirty words.”

  We share a grin, staring into each other’s eyes. I can’t get enough of him. “Teach me,” I whisper, gliding my lip along his bottom one. “So when I do it, you’re completely and utterly pleased.”

  He groans loudly. “You know I can’t say no to sex kitten Sofia.”

  I squeal in delight. “Yay!”

  He shakes his head as he puts me on my feet. “Are you sure? The floor is hard, and I don’t want you to hurt your knees.”

  “Can you stop worrying about my safety and let me do this?”

  He gives me a dry look. “Most girls would appreciate that.”

  “And most girls wouldn’t volunteer to do this. So hush,” I say, dropping to my knees in front of him.

  “Touché.”

  I giggle in amusement as he backs up a bit. My toes touch the wall as my ass settles against my heels. I look up at him as he unbuckles his belt. I help him, his breath catching as I move the jeans down his hips, his cock tenting the boxer briefs he is wearing.

  “You’re sure?”

  I look up at him through my lashes as I reach for the boxer briefs and pull them down. “Yes.” When I look back at his cock, it’s staring right at me. All engorged and thick. Has it always been this big? “Jesus Christ.”

  “Way better word choice this time.” I hear the laughter in his voice, but when I take his cock in my hand, the laughter is gone. “Grab me at the base… Oh fuck, okay, and just slowly bring me… Oh wow, you don’t take direction well.”

  I smile around his cock, tasting him and licking him. Exploring him as his hand comes up to cup my jaw. “Now, squeeze me with your hand. Yeah, yeah, that’s real good. Tilt your head back, and—” His voice trails off as I take his cock to the back of my throat and then back out. His moans are deep, filling the room and tickling my gut. I can tell he’s trying to be gentle. The veins in his arms are on full display, and his knuckles are white. His eyes are closed, and there is a tic in his jaw as I move my teeth up and down his velvet skin lightly. Fuck me, he’s so stunning.

  “That’s perfect. Yes, oh, whoa, that tongue is gonna get me in trouble. Oh fuck,” he mutters as I bring him out of my mouth, swirling my tongue along