My Hockey Alpha

Nina

Enzo took my hand and led me upstairs. The house I assumed it was his father’s — was spacious with a modern design, and had huge windows that looked out over the ocean below. Enzo led me down a dimly lit hallway and opened a door to a large bedroom.

The bedroom had a king-sized bed, another massive window that took up the entire wall facing the ocean, and even had an electric fireplace that Enzo turned on with the flick of a switch. He gently led me over to the bed and sat me down, getting on one knee to slip off my shoes.

“Put your arms up,” he whispered once he had my shoes off, then slipped my shirt off over my head when I did as he asked. His eyes lingered on my breasts in the moonlight for a moment before he got to work on my pants, which I was just now realizing were covered in mud from my trip down into the ravine. I felt his hands brush the skin on my thighs as he pulled my pants off, which gave me goosebumps.

When he was finished, he looked up at me, still on his knees in front of me as his hands squeezed my thighs. His red eyes were looking at me in such a way that I knew exactly what he wanted.

“Do you still want me?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Enzo slowly nodded his head, never breaking eye contact with me. I leaned forward and grabbed his shirt, pulling it up and over his head to reveal his chiseled abs and chest muscles. He stood when I was finished and unbuttoned his pants in front of me, sliding them down as his erection strained against his underwear.

Seeing him like this, with the moonlight shining through the window as he stood in front of me looking like a god, instantly made my panties wet. I couldn’t resist him anymore and grabbed his hand, pulling him down to me. As our lips locked together and our tongues began exploring each other’s mouths, all I could think of was that this felt… right. All of the tension, the pushing and pulling between us all semester, felt so silly now.

Enzo slid his hand down my panties again, but I grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away as I flipped him over onto his back. He looked up at me with a shocked expression on his face while I began kissing his neck and chest, slowly working my way down until I reached his groin. I tugged on his boxers and pulled them down to reveal his cock, which throbbed visibly in the moonlight.

I shot Enzo one last, lustful look before taking his cock in my hand and sliding it into my mouth. I heard him moan as I worked my tongue around it, familiarizing myself with its shape and size until I felt comfortable enough to start moving my head up and down. His hand made its way up to the back of my head as I pleasured him, his fingers tangling in my hair in a way that made my body tingle.

I came up for air, and as I did, Enzo grabbed me by the waist and threw me down onto the bed, sliding my panties off with an unexpected urgency before positioning himself between my legs.

with this?” he whispered, leaning close to me and kissing my ear. I nodded, too enchanted by his body

clapped my hand over my mouth in shock, but Enzo smirked and pulled it away as he eased

voice low and sultry. “I like it when you’re loud.”I felt my face go

me, slowly at first, then began picking up speed. With each pump, his groin rubbed against my clit. In combination with the heavenly feeling of fullness inside of me as his well-endowed member thrust back and forth, I felt myself getting closer to orgasm. My moans went from soft and timid to loud and strained, as if

Enzo’s back and looked into his eyes as he worked

he said, his curly hair hanging down into his red eyes

felt my body erupt into a million different sensations of pleasure. I arched my back and felt my eyes roll into the back of

grabbed his neck and began twisting my hips on him, getting faster and faster until his muffled

he said out loud, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy. I felt a smirk play on my lips as I pushed him down onto his back and began riding him, my hands pushing

– and as it did, Enzo let out another growl and dug his fingers into

panting heap. His shaking hands rubbed up and down on my waist as he gently kissed my neck with what little strength he

some time, rolling off of him and onto the bed. Sweat was caked on

a moment, before shaking his head and standing. He held out his hand as a smirk tugged at the

a better idea,”

hand. He led me to the

I said, taking a step back and covering my breasts with my arms as he swung

toward me, grabbing my arms and pulling them away from my breasts. “It’s okay,” he said. “Everyone

peering out into the hallway. Enzo nodded and took my hand again, pulling me after him. We quietly walked down the stairs and out the back door into the