Chapter 56

Winnie

The ride back from the restaurant is crazy. Jake and I might be sitting in a cab, but we are tailed. Plaza Hotel protects its guests and doesn’t allow paparazzi, but it’s free-for-all once we are outside their borders.

“Wow, sometimes I forget that you’re an athlete superstar,” I elbow him in the side and grin. “Right-wing and playing for the NHL. You’ve made it big, Jake. I’m so proud of you.”

His eyes darken, and there is a grumpy pout on his lips. “Don’t you fucking dare start treating me differently…”

I laugh even though Jake is serious. I sober up a little seeing his frustrated expression, and I squeeze his hand, smiling as if to reassure him I’m not starstruck by him. It would kill him if I started seeing him through heart-shaped lenses like the rest of his fans.

I haven’t given it much thought, though whenever Jake walks into a room, there is an invisible sizzle in the air. The guy is famous and looked up to; even at the Plaza Hotel with many rich guests, people were paying attention to him. Especially the girls.

“I won’t,” I mean those words, but I can’t help the flutter when Jake looks at me with a relieved smile. He is cute, and I squeeze his hand harder. “I mean, you’re pretty darn amazing on the ice. And I love hockey, but you’ve always been my friend, so no, I won’t ever start seeing you differently. I won’t be starstruck.”

“You won’t ever be starstruck by me?” Jake challenges with an easy grin, and we both know he isn’t talking about hockey.

A blush spreads over my cheeks, and I look at the driver’s seat. They aren’t paying attention to us. Probably used to driving around celebrities, and I sigh before half- glaring at Jake.

“Wait until we are at your place before those jokes come in.”

He chuckles. “Alright…” there is a yawn too. “I’m so tired.”

“Me too,” I really am. “How about we fall asleep watching a movie or something?”

My words surprise him. “That’s alright with you?”

“Yeah?” I stare at him. “Why wouldn’t it be?

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His lips go soft. “I just thought you expected something else.”

Oh.

OH!

laugh and brush some hair away from my face. Gosh, this is embarrassing to talk about. “Well…

you, but… aren’t

his legs,

bad,” I say, and swat at his chest, sighing. “This car

it becomes harder and harder to sit still in the car seat. Then, once

a flat, and the paparazzi are waiting outside for us, but we are wearing hoods. They can’t see

“Quickly,” he says, holding up

lobby, but no one is working the desk at this hour. It’s empty, and I press on the

when the elevator door closes, I press my hand to his chest. He looks down

to ride

Jake groans. “Fuck.”

my hands on his broad shoulders. My pussy is eager, and I climb the man like a tree. It doesn’t take long before Jake’s

my hands wind up at the back of Jake’s

are inside his flat. It’s huge, luxurious, and perfect, but I don’t have time to watch it. Jake is my sole focus, and I can’t stop touching him. I want him to lose his clothes, and he

eager…” he doesn’t sound like he minds; he seems thrilled by

shy. Tonight

widen, and he Winnie…”

whispers. “Jesus,

Jake wants me as much as I

bedroom. Then I’m put down momentarily for him to remove his clothes; I’m removing mine too. I can’t get naked fast enough, and once

at me. “What

at me, clearly not getting it. But I don’t like repeating myself, so I push harder, and he finally

the bed, still almost as tall as me, and I smirk before kneeling before

is finally

my mouth. He swallows just as I lick his top, and his large palms grip the sheets. His breaths are coming in fast already, and his beautiful, erect

what are you doing to me, Winnie?”

name on his tongue, and I peer up at him while his cock is in my mouth. Jake’s eyes are closed, a concentrated look on

boiling for Jake, and my pussy is clenching with the need to later claim him. I’m so wet for this man, and I fight the urge to climb into his lap. Every instinct tells me to ride him, but once he moans, I’m reminded

him come hard inside

take him in deeper, moving my lips up and down his shaft, and press down with my tongue. My tempo speeds up with every long stroke, and his

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