AlexI can sense that my Petal is being wary of me, she’s probably wondering what it is with all these compliments I am showering her with. Hell, even I am wondering because you know I am not the type of man who wants to be with just one woman. So I thought at least. Things are changing and I am not going to lie it kind of scares me. First, Madison Lane is dominating my every thought, more than being on the ice and that is saying something.Secondly, I can’t take my eyes off the woman, it infuriates me as well as excites me. Just looking at her causes me to stir, that’s of course normal I mean I’m human, I’m a guy and well she is a stunning looking woman. What more can I say on that?Thirdly, I have always, always shied away from dating girls. It was never going to happen, witnessing my folks go through divorce when I was a kid, the arguments leading up to it, the way my mom almost fell to pieces, rebuilding her life, that was something I’d never wish on anyone. She turned out to be s
Madison I wasn’t expecting Alex to come out with something so personal, it took me by surprise. I mean, it was hugely personal. What’s going on with us? I am bewildered but I can’t fight this feeling I have for him anymore. There has been an attraction since the moment I set eyes on him even though I tried to convince myself I hated him. Truth be known, I hated what he stood for but now I’ve gotten to spend time with him and to know him and see how he is with Belle, which by the way is supremely cute, I can tell that a lot of his bag shenanigans are a cover.A cover for the desperately sad and hurt little boy that he was when his folks split. I’m happy that his mom met someone new and that their lives became happy, and his step daddy took him to the ice rink and the ice pond and believed in Alex. But, still having your father walk out on you when you’re just a kid, that must hurt like hell. I couldn’t even imagine what that would be like, I think I’d have cried and never stopped. It’
Madison“Seriously? You’re asking me to travel to Colorado?” I am not impressed. I live in Austin, Texas. Lived here all my life, all twenty-two years of them and I have no intention of relocating anytime soon. And I have my little dog to think about, Honey-Belle, the love of my life a cute pale Chihuahua.Hi, I’m Madison Lane and I’m a digital sports journalist. I attended Austin University because I’m a real home body and love being close to my folks, my sister Henri who works as a librarian in our small hometown, my brother Jefferson who is currently between jobs and following his music career. Someday he is going to make it big, and he can support my Gucci buying habit.Yeah, I love Gucci and all things pink except for my nail polish which always has to be siren red. Although I do break my rule for coral in the summer.“Yes, Colorado.” My boss is saying as he stands at the door of my goldfish bowl office where I still have no blinds up. Honestly, I’ve been hassling our maintenance
Alex The view from where I’m laying right now in my penthouse suite in the Lexington Hotel in New York is pretty damn good. The girl riding me has got some tits on her that are bouncing up and down like a damn yo-yo. I bring my head up slightly to suck on one of her budding nipples. She groans. Don’t ask me her name because I have no fucking idea.She’s a hook up, a puck bunny. They’re everywhere and trust me when I say they literally drop their panties at the sight of a hockey player, especially me. I’m just your average guy who got lucky with a stick and worked damn hard from a young age. I’ll come back to all of that later.Right now, I’m watching as she throws her head back, her long red hair flowing down her back as she rocks forward and back getting her clit off on my groin and her pussy on my rock-hard dick. “Yeah, baby let it go. You know you want to.” I say as she increases her pace.This girl is ready to explode all over me anytime soon. She’s panting and riding so fast tha
MadisonTo say I am not impressed is the understatement of the century. And the next century whilst I’m in one. Like seriously, Alex Stone. God. I have my hand to my head as I stand in the glass elevator that runs from the top floor where my office is, down to the reception.The smoked elevator doors open, and I step out onto the marble reception area. It never ceases to take my breath away; we have one of the most stunning businesses in Austin. Yeah, maybe I’m biased but I love where I work, I love my boss and his family, and I love all my colleagues.The floor is the color of a cappuccino, light and breezy. In the centre is a round reception area where Monique works and has done even before I arrived here on the scene. She’s around forty something with long auburn hair that is in a different style every day. How this woman gets time when she’s got a couple of teenagers to herd in the morning and deal with is beyond me, but she is always immaculately turned out.“Hey sweetie.” She ca
AlexI park up in front of the rink, we sure do have an impressive outfit. The large domed building is all glass frontage and it’s had a rehaul recently thanks to some new sponsors. Talking of which, I have a shoot in a few days with CCM who were rebranded from Reebok. I don’t particularly like photoshoot days because they end up being long and arduous, still they pay me a fortune to be their brand ambassador for their hockey apparel and my manager forced me to take it.It's dark but the lights are all on inside, there will be some of the guys still doing practice or at the bar. I make my way through the large sliding entrance doors and through the foyer with its high gloss floor tiles, heading straight to the door on the left that takes me through to the locker rooms and coach’s office.Coach Burns is a man in his forties, he used to play for our team and also for Vegas and for Vancouver in his lifetime. He’s got so many cups and wins under his belt but not the Stanley Cup. That is o
MadisonI’m mad as hell about this whole damn situation and now it turns out I have to go day after tomorrow. Just a little email bombshell, seriously I thought my boss was better than that.Belle my little baby girl, chihuahua comes over from her pink fluffy bed with her tail wagging, seriously she’s wagging it so much it could fall right off her ass. Damn my girl is so friggin adorable. I drop my keys on the pine table in my hallway and bend down to greet her and pick her up. I hold her close to me, she smells of doggy coconut shampoo, she’s good enough to eat.“Hey girl. How was your day, my snuggle pup?” She moves her head around my chin and neck and tries to lick me. I kiss the top of her head. “Mommy has had a rough day; baby girl and we need to move. So there goes our weekend plans, we’re all about the packing my sweet thing.” Belle has no idea what I’m saying to her and she’s way too busy snuggling up to me and giving me those puppy dog eyes of hers.Eventually, I place her ba
AlexI’m livid, fuming, fucking pissed off. I don’t need some snoop around me and certainly not for 24/7. Jeez-us it’s a real spanner in the works not to mention she’ll be in the way. Sure, I like going out like any other guy my age and I like pussy, who doesn’t at my age? Girls are the same. We have high sex drives, well most of us in any case.Tough shit, she’s going to have to tolerate it. There is no way I am making out she is my girlfriend. No. Fucking. Way. I throw my keys in the aquamarine ceramic bowl that sits on the top of my mahogany table in the hallway. Mom bought it for me on one of her trips to Mexico. It’s the only dash of color in the hallway, hell practically in the whole house since I prefer whites, blacks, charcoals, and neutrals.My yard is masculine, and I like it this way. From the large stainless-steel fridge in my kitchen, where I have to admit I do the minimum amount of cooking, I grab a diet coke. I guzzle down half a bottle in one go. Yeah, I know at this t