Laces and Lace
Page 117
“Shut up, Thomas,” Channing Alexander yelled. He was the newly acquired forward that Elli had brought in from the Bruins. Good guy, bit of an asshole though. Plus his name was a mouthful, so everyone called him Chan. “Your singing sucks.”
“That’s not what your girl said last night,” JT called back. “When I was pounding into her, she was singing right along with me.”
Some guys snickered as Karson shook his head, a grin pulling at his mouth. Chan was an asshole, but JT was the king of all assholes.
“Whatever, dude, she wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole,” Chan called back, glaring.
“That’s what you think, but my dick puts Shea’s stick to shame,” JT said before giving everyone a full view of his dick. Groans filled the locker room as JT spun his dick in circles for everyone.
“For fuck’s sake,” Karson said, turning so he wouldn’t have to see all that.
This was his life.
After the commotion of Chan and JT going at it was over, Karson headed to the bus that would take him to the hotel. As he waited for all his lugheaded teammates to get on the bus, he pulled out his phone to text Lacey.
Karson: Hey.
It took longer than he would have liked for her to answer him back, but he knew she was busy. When her text finally came, he clicked it and smiled.
Lacey: I love you and miss you.
Karson: I love you more and miss you way more.
Lacey: Doubt it. Whatcha doing?
Karson: Just got done with practice. Guess what?
Lacey: What?
Karson: They moved me to the first line with Adler.
He waited for her response, but instead of a text, his phone started ringing.
Smiling, he answered, “Hey.”
“This is something you wanted? This is so good, right?” she asked, and he could hear the excitement in her voice. It sent his heart into overdrive.
“Yeah, it is,” he answered shyly, wishing that she was with him.
“Oh my God! I am so excited for you. And oh so proud. You are so awesome, baby!”
He grinned as he looked down at his knees. “Thanks, it means a lot.”
“That’s so cool, so you’ll be playing with him in tonight’s game, right?”
“Yeah,” he said. “Let’s hope I don’t fuck up.”
“You, fuck up? Please, you are my manly man who kills it. I’m so excited.”
He actually blushed as his mouth pulled up at the side. “Me too. You’ll watch tonight, right?”
“I’m going to do my damnedest to. I have dinner with my dad and his girlfriend. I’m pretty sure he’s gonna tell me they are getting married. Yay.”
“I haven’t met a girlfriend. Didn’t even know he had one.”
“Yeah, Sabrina. She’s a snob, but he loves her so I tolerate her.”
“How nice of you,” he teased and she laughed.
“Yeah, don’t know why since I can’t get the same treatment.”
“True that,” he said, making her laugh again.
“God, I miss you.”
“I miss you too, only a little longer.”
“Thank goodness, but yeah, I’ll be watching. Gotta watch my man on the first line! I’ll make them eat in the bar.”
He laughed. “Good idea.”
“I’ll even wear my jersey.”
“You brought it with you?”
“Of course,” she said like it was only natural. “I also brought your sweatshirt, your sweatpants, and a pair of socks. I’m pathetic.”
He laughed. “What for?”
“To cuddle in,” she said softly. “They smell like you and it makes me feel better.”
He liked that. Maybe he didn’t have to piss on her. She wore his scent and that had to mean something. He just hoped that something was that she would come home to him.
Pleased, he said, “I like that. A lot.”
“I do too,” she said roughly into the phone.
Everything went hot inside him from those three simple words. She was by far the hottest woman ever, and when her voice went all throaty and sexy, Karson was a goner. Shifting in his seat, he said, “You sound happy.”
“Eh, I miss you, but I’m having fun with Rachel and the kids.”
“That’s good,” he muttered and he hated himself for not being happy about this. He wanted her to be happy, but he wished she was happy back in Nashville.
“Yeah, but hey, I got to go. I want to try on some outfits that I picked out and then we are going to lunch. Call me before you head back to the arena?”
Not wanting to let her go, he said, “New outfits, huh?”
“Oh yeah,” she said in a suggestive way. “Shows off my ass really great.”
His groin was tight in a matter of seconds, which was extremely awkward since Shea had just dropped into the seat beside him. “Ugh, baby, you’re killing me.”
When the sideways glance came from Shea, Karson knew he had to let Lacey go before his new linemate got an earful. “You just wait till we get home. I’m gonna drive you crazy. I got in some pieces I designed, and I can’t wait to model them for you.”
Yup, he was sporting a full-on erection with his captain beside him. His cock hurt so badly, he fell forward in the seat, pressing his forehead into the seat in front of him, hoping to relieve some of the pressure.
It didn’t work.
“Please God, send me those pictures,” he groaned into the phone.
“That’s not what your girl said last night,” JT called back. “When I was pounding into her, she was singing right along with me.”
Some guys snickered as Karson shook his head, a grin pulling at his mouth. Chan was an asshole, but JT was the king of all assholes.
“Whatever, dude, she wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole,” Chan called back, glaring.
“That’s what you think, but my dick puts Shea’s stick to shame,” JT said before giving everyone a full view of his dick. Groans filled the locker room as JT spun his dick in circles for everyone.
“For fuck’s sake,” Karson said, turning so he wouldn’t have to see all that.
This was his life.
After the commotion of Chan and JT going at it was over, Karson headed to the bus that would take him to the hotel. As he waited for all his lugheaded teammates to get on the bus, he pulled out his phone to text Lacey.
Karson: Hey.
It took longer than he would have liked for her to answer him back, but he knew she was busy. When her text finally came, he clicked it and smiled.
Lacey: I love you and miss you.
Karson: I love you more and miss you way more.
Lacey: Doubt it. Whatcha doing?
Karson: Just got done with practice. Guess what?
Lacey: What?
Karson: They moved me to the first line with Adler.
He waited for her response, but instead of a text, his phone started ringing.
Smiling, he answered, “Hey.”
“This is something you wanted? This is so good, right?” she asked, and he could hear the excitement in her voice. It sent his heart into overdrive.
“Yeah, it is,” he answered shyly, wishing that she was with him.
“Oh my God! I am so excited for you. And oh so proud. You are so awesome, baby!”
He grinned as he looked down at his knees. “Thanks, it means a lot.”
“That’s so cool, so you’ll be playing with him in tonight’s game, right?”
“Yeah,” he said. “Let’s hope I don’t fuck up.”
“You, fuck up? Please, you are my manly man who kills it. I’m so excited.”
He actually blushed as his mouth pulled up at the side. “Me too. You’ll watch tonight, right?”
“I’m going to do my damnedest to. I have dinner with my dad and his girlfriend. I’m pretty sure he’s gonna tell me they are getting married. Yay.”
“I haven’t met a girlfriend. Didn’t even know he had one.”
“Yeah, Sabrina. She’s a snob, but he loves her so I tolerate her.”
“How nice of you,” he teased and she laughed.
“Yeah, don’t know why since I can’t get the same treatment.”
“True that,” he said, making her laugh again.
“God, I miss you.”
“I miss you too, only a little longer.”
“Thank goodness, but yeah, I’ll be watching. Gotta watch my man on the first line! I’ll make them eat in the bar.”
He laughed. “Good idea.”
“I’ll even wear my jersey.”
“You brought it with you?”
“Of course,” she said like it was only natural. “I also brought your sweatshirt, your sweatpants, and a pair of socks. I’m pathetic.”
He laughed. “What for?”
“To cuddle in,” she said softly. “They smell like you and it makes me feel better.”
He liked that. Maybe he didn’t have to piss on her. She wore his scent and that had to mean something. He just hoped that something was that she would come home to him.
Pleased, he said, “I like that. A lot.”
“I do too,” she said roughly into the phone.
Everything went hot inside him from those three simple words. She was by far the hottest woman ever, and when her voice went all throaty and sexy, Karson was a goner. Shifting in his seat, he said, “You sound happy.”
“Eh, I miss you, but I’m having fun with Rachel and the kids.”
“That’s good,” he muttered and he hated himself for not being happy about this. He wanted her to be happy, but he wished she was happy back in Nashville.
“Yeah, but hey, I got to go. I want to try on some outfits that I picked out and then we are going to lunch. Call me before you head back to the arena?”
Not wanting to let her go, he said, “New outfits, huh?”
“Oh yeah,” she said in a suggestive way. “Shows off my ass really great.”
His groin was tight in a matter of seconds, which was extremely awkward since Shea had just dropped into the seat beside him. “Ugh, baby, you’re killing me.”
When the sideways glance came from Shea, Karson knew he had to let Lacey go before his new linemate got an earful. “You just wait till we get home. I’m gonna drive you crazy. I got in some pieces I designed, and I can’t wait to model them for you.”
Yup, he was sporting a full-on erection with his captain beside him. His cock hurt so badly, he fell forward in the seat, pressing his forehead into the seat in front of him, hoping to relieve some of the pressure.
It didn’t work.
“Please God, send me those pictures,” he groaned into the phone.
