My Hockey Alpha

Nina

Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me.

“Your makeup is smudged.”

I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me.

“Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup.

“I guess you could say that,” I replied.

“You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me?

“Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the alcohol.

Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink.

He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused.

I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort.

“No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.”

“So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.”

With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar.

broke up last semester, Enzo’s dorm had a

football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school had laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me

he had said, pointing and laughing. “Ugly Nina will

that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of my ugly duckling phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just

seemed so sweet and kind, but

I nodded and finished off the last

have to go

dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and

I turned the knob and

on the couch when I entered, as though he had been

crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I

said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared

just… Could use a little comfort,” I

kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth in a way

up. I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me to the bedroom. Our lips smacked together the whole way there. I bit his lower lip, which caused him to groan, and when we entered his dimly lit bedroom he slammed

a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and slid his fingers down my

wet with my juices as I moaned into his mouth. He pulled away briefly to remove his hand from my panties and let

should tell you that

he wouldn’t want to continue

nibble my ear. “I’ll be

let out a loud moan, arching my back as he let his long, thick fingers slide into me. He slid them back and forth, going faster and faster, until I was soaking wet and moaning loudly. I kissed and bit his neck as he

deeply in the eyes while he

amused when he saw my lacy panties. I blushed. “Since you

my breasts, which practically spilled out of the top of my bra, then slipped off my skirt to