Chapter 83

Carol’s POV

“You’ve never skated before?” Aiden asks, his brows raised to his hairline. He didn’t sound judgmental, just confused and taken aback by my admittance.

I shake my head, biting my lower lip.

“No,” I tell him honestly. “I’ve never had any opportunities to learn.”

“But I’ve seen you on the ice before,” he says, cocking his head to the side. “When you give pep-talk in the middle of practice or tell us what we are doing wrong. You come out onto the ice to do that.”

I nod.

“But never in skates,” I tell him, pointing at my shoes.

He follows my fingers to my shoes and then nods, realizing the truth. I had never truly skated before, at least not with real skates. I’ve only ever walked on the ice in my shoes that was hardly the same. I’ve always wanted to learn to skate; more importantly, since I’ve been working with the team, I wanted to learn how to actually play the game. I wanted to get my first goal, even if it was just practice.

“Let’s get you some skates then,” he says, taking hold of my hand and rushing me away from the ice and toward the skate-booth. After several minutes of trying on different skates, we finally found a pair that fit my feet perfectly and I didn’t feel as if they were going to fall off as soon as I lifted my foot.

I nearly fell over when I first stood in them, but after a few minutes, I was able to gather my strength and relearn balance. Of course, I kept my hand on Aiden’s arm as I clumsily walked back to the ice rink.

Aiden slid onto the ice first and held out his hands for me to take them as I slid out on the ice. The shakings of the skate sprinkled around the ice as I glided the blades across the hard surface. Aiden kept his hold of my hands as he promised before I stepped onto the ice.

His smile was something else; I had never seen him quite this happy before and it made me smile broadly at him as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to him.

We skated in circles for several moments and it got to a point where my head was starting to get dizzy.

“How does it feel to be skating?” He asks as he releases one hand from my waist and keeps his other hand tucked in my hand.

I was starting to feel a little more stable and comfortable on the ice, so I didn’t need him to hold onto me with so much care anymore.

“Freeing,” I admitted, lifting my arm in the sky like I was a ballerina.

Aiden laughs and twirls me around, which almost results in me falling over completely. Thankfully, he catches me before I completely fall, and I find myself practically belly-laughing at my own clumsiness.

He joins me in the laugh before he goes to retrieve the hockey stick and a puck.

“Ready to start?” He asks, a grin expanding across his face.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and then nodded. I take the hockey stick just as Aiden drops the puck. For the next hour or so, we are both skating around the ice and clumsily playing hockey. If you could even call it playing hockey. It was more like Aiden playing and me struggling to stay on my feet as I struggled to skate around the ice. He allowed me a few shots and even cheered as the puck made it into the goal, but they weren’t real wins.

I laughed and had a good time anyway.

As I made the final goal, making me “win” our little game, Aiden quickly skated to me, and I squealed as he whipped towards me at a fast pace and scooped me into his arms.

I laugh as his lips collide with mine and my heart practically leaps into my throat from the sensation of him against him. He tasted salty from his sweat, but it was the sweetest taste to ever hit my tongue. He conquers my lips with him, and I feel his teeth grazing my bottom lip as he sucks on it like it’s a piece of candy.

I smiled into his kiss, never wanting it to end. He lifts me into his arms and skates with me to the sidelines, leaving the hockey sticks and puck in the middle of the rink. We sat down on the bench, his lips still on mine and he gave me a final long kiss before pulling apart, breathless and wants in his eyes that made my stomach twist with anticipation. He quickly undoes his skates and kicks them off before I could even blink.

He doesn’t bother putting his shoes back on before he removes my skates as well. Before I knew what was happening, he was lifting me back into his arms and his lips were back on mine as he carried me through the bleachers and into the locker room. I was thankful that it was Sunday, and nobody was here because I had a feeling Aiden didn’t care where we were, as long as we were together.

Heat courses throughout my body and I feel a surge of giddiness rushing through me as we walk into the shower rooms, still attached by the lips.

He only parted from me for a second so he could turn on the shower and then strip off all his clothes. I watched him with a watering mouth and lust-filled eyes before his lips found mine again. He runs his hands all along my body, making me moan with desire. He quickly starts to strip me of my clothes and finding him too slow on the mission, I help him.

We don’t stop until we are both naked and then he’s scooping me back into his arms and bringing me into the shower with him.

The curve of my body fits his perfectly and I feel complete bliss in his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist, and I let him kiss down the nape of my neck, sending electric chills throughout my body. I shivered from his touch as he kissed down my shoulders and ran his fingers up the sides of my body, caressing and teasing every curve he landed his hands on.

In one quick motion he thrusts inside of me, joining us as one, and I moan with the pleasure he invokes inside of me, and I find his lips again. This time, it’s me who deepens the kiss, shoving my tongue into his mouth and exploring his curiously as he continues to thrust in and out of me, hitting that spot perfectly every time.

I feel my legs tingling from the sensations and my body heats with desires. I moan again into his mouth, and he mimics my moans with his own. The water hits our joined flesh, warming us and soothing our bodies at the same time. I felt like I was a puddy in his arms and I never wanted this feeling to go away.

He takes my nipple between his teeth and sucks on it tenderly, causing it to pebble before he moves onto the other one and does the same thing. I run my fingers through his soaked hair as he quickens his pace. My back hit the shower wall and I knew it was going to leave a mark in the morning, but I really didn’t care. All I cared about was Aiden and how amazing he was making me feel.

I felt myself reaching the peak and I knew it wouldn’t be long before he pushed me over the edge entirely. I throw my head back and yell out his name as I come undone. Within a couple more thrusts, he also joins me over the edge, and we are left panting and gasping for breath.

We stayed like that for a few moments; his head against mine and his eyes closed. He’s still inside of me and my legs are trembling. With one final kiss to my lips, he finally slides out of me, and I land my feet on the ground, struggling to stay standing.

He runs his fingers down the side of my face, moving the strand of hair that had fallen on my cheek behind my ear.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, kissing me again.

I could have stayed here all night with him, but I knew we couldn’t. After we finished in the shower, we quickly got dressed and then gathered our things near the bleachers before we left the stadium hand in hand, not to mention grinning like fools.

As we walked across the parking lot and toward the waiting car, a chill ran up my spine. But it wasn’t the good kind like I had when Aiden kissed along the nape of my neck and shoulders, this felt creepy, and I found myself pausing.

I look around the parking lot, but I don’t see anybody.

“What is it?” Aiden asks, watching me closely.

After a second, I shook my head and continued walking.

“Nothing,” I tell him. “I thought I felt someone watching me. But nobody seems to be there.”