Coast to Coast: A Brother’s Best Friend Hockey Romance (Wyncote Wolves Book 7)
Coast to Coast: Chapter 22

Standing out on the back patio, I lean against the railing as I stare out at the row of trees. Frustration runs rampant through my system and I can’t seem to calm myself down. My heart is pounding in my chest, threatening to break through my rib cage. I shouldn’t have walked away from Stella, but I royally fucked up this time.

We agreed to let this be a fling and I went ahead and just laid it all out for her. She was trying to push me away before I admitted everything to her and now I went and opened my damn mouth. She’s probably inside packing her shit as I stand out here. I wouldn’t be surprised if she already has her flight back to California booked.

I can’t say I would blame her. She made it clear what her intentions were and I should have respected the space she was trying to put between the two of us. She didn’t want her feelings to get any deeper and I just pushed everything over the goddamn edge now.

The door behind me slowly slides open, but I don’t turn around to look at her. I don’t know if I can face her right now. My feelings are something I usually keep close to my chest, and here I am just spilling them all out for her. I fucking admitted that I know she’s going to break my heart.

What the hell is my goddamn problem?

“Simon,” Stella approaches me, her footsteps light and her voice soft. “Can we please talk?”

Swallowing roughly, I slowly turn around to face her, letting out the breath that I was holding as I see her standing in front of me. She looks like she’s been sent to me from fucking heaven and I don’t know that I ever want to let her go. I shouldn’t have all of these emotions and wants with her, but I can’t help it. The heart wants what it wants.

“I’m sorry for telling you all of that,” I admit, my voice hoarse and rough. “I should have just kept it to myself, but honestly, I couldn’t any longer.”

“It’s okay,” she says, her voice soft like silk. “I don’t want you to ever apologize for being honest with me. I’m the one who needs to apologize, because I haven’t been fully honest with you.”

Her words hit me like a blow to the chest, but yet there’s something that flutters in my stomach. A feeling that’s similar to hope and it’s one I don’t like to explore. Hopes and dreams usually end up being crushed.

“What do you mean?” I question her, my voice quiet because I don’t fully trust it in this moment.

“When I said I could feel myself getting attached, that was barely touching the surface of my feelings. We agreed on this just being a summer fling, but I don’t know if I can honestly do that.” She pauses as she wrings her hands in front of her. “I want more, Simon. And that’s what scares me the most.”

My heart skips a beat at her words and I can’t help it as I take a step closer to her. “What do you want, angel? What do you mean by more?”

“I want it all. I want everything with you,” she says softly as she takes a step toward me. Reaching out, I cup both sides of her face with my hands. “I don’t want this to end after the summer.”

“Neither do I,” I admit, my face dipping down to hers. “If you’re going to fall in love with someone, I want it to be me.”

I hear the sharp intake of her breath but it’s too late as my lips are crashing into hers. Stella steps closer to me, wrapping her arms around my back. Her lips part slightly as I run my tongue along the seam, letting me inside. Our tongues tangle together and there’s nothing gentle about the kiss. It’s filled with urgency and need.

I need her in more than just a sexual way and she finally knows.

I can only hope that this doesn’t blow up in my face. Stella has her reservations about the future and she has every right to be. I just need her to get lost in the moment with me and we’ll worry about what comes after later.

Removing my hands from her face, I drop them to her shoulders before sliding my palms down her arms. I wrap my fingers around her elbows, pulling her arms away from my waist. I don’t know what the hell we’re really doing. She admitted she feels the same way, but I know Stella better than she realizes. If she thinks she’s going to get hurt, she’s going to run in the opposite fucking direction.

But I can promise that I will always follow her.

We’re back inside, both of us on the bed as we strip each other of our clothing. Our mouths only break apart as we remove our shirts. Stella’s hands are on my body as mine explore every inch of her skin. Grabbing my shoulders, she attempts to roll me onto my back, but her strength is no match for my own.

A chuckle vibrates in my chest and I don’t fight her as I give in and roll onto my back. “Take what you want from me, angel.”

Stella stares down at me with a fire burning in her irises. My cock is throbbing as it lies against my stomach. She reaches down for it, pumping it twice before she folds her body in half. Her lips are soft and warm as she wraps them around the tip. I inhale sharply as I watch her head bob and she practically swallows my cock in one movement.

A moan escapes me as her mouth reaches where her hand is holding me by the base. Her mouth is wet and warm and I could lose myself in her in an instant. I’m feeling like a goddamn schoolboy, ready to bust a nut before we’ve even gotten around to having sex.

Stella bobs her head a few times, her tongue stroking my cock. Sliding my hand through her hair, I grab a handful and grip her hard as I control the movement of her head.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I murmur, feeling my balls already beginning to constrict as I lift my hips. “I love your lips around my cock, angel. Swallow it fucking whole until I’m coming down your throat.”

She doesn’t stop, as if my words are only encouraging her more. Her grip around my cock tightens and she continues to bob her head, taking my cock in and out of her mouth. As she lifts her head once more, her lips are still around the tip before I pull her head away from me.

I release my grip on her hair and she stares down at me with confusion in her eyes. Her plump lips are bright red and wet from sucking my dick. “I changed my mind.”

Stella tilts her head to the side. “Did I do something wrong?”

“Fuck no,” I growl, sitting up slightly as I grab her hips and pull her onto my lap. “I would rather come deep inside that sweet pussy instead of your mouth. And if you didn’t stop now, it wouldn’t be long before you’d be swallowing my cum.”

A smile lingers on my lips as she lifts her hips and positions my cock. The tip presses against her center and a groan falls from my lips as she lowers herself, sinking down onto me. Stella moans at the same time, her hands landing on my chest as I grip her hips tightly.

“Fuck,” I growl again as she rolls her hips before lifting them. “Ride that cock, angel. It was made for you.”

“Whatever you want, Simon,” she moans as she begins to bounce up and down on my cock. “Are you done with me yet?”

Her question throws me off and I stop her on my lap as my eyebrows pull together. “Absolutely not. Why would you even ask that?”

“Because you said that after you were done with me, we would see if I still felt the same way… that I don’t belong to you.”

I take the bait. Hook, line, and fucking sinker. A smirk pulls on my lips. “You change your mind already? You ready to admit that you’re mine. That this pussy is mine,” I say as I brush my thumb across her clit. “That this body is mine,” I continue as I run my hands up her torso, stopping as I place my hand over her heart. “That this belongs to me.”

Her lips part as a ragged breath escapes her. “I’m yours, Simon.”

Sliding my hands up to her face, I grab her throat before jerking her down to me. “That’s right, angel. And no one else’s.”

“No one else’s,” she repeats before she claims my lips with her own. With one hand around her throat, I move the other to her ass and grip her flesh as she begins to move on top of me again. She shifts her hips, fucking me harder.

Lifting both of us up, I roll her onto her back and settle in between her thighs. Stella wraps both of her legs around my waist and I hold on to her ass with one hand, lifting her hips higher into the air as I begin to pound into her. My other hand is still around her throat, but my grip isn’t tight.

I fuck her harder, thrusting into her over and over again. Her pussy begins to tighten around my cock and she’s a mess of moans as she comes apart at the seams. It doesn’t take long as I continue to pound into her, stroking her insides with the length of my cock, before she’s coming.

“Don’t stop, Simon,” she moans loudly as her orgasm tears through her body. It’s like a goddamn earthquake. Her pussy is like a vise grip as it tightens around my cock and her legs begin to shake. “Oh my god!”

The sound of her voice, the way her face looks as she loses herself in the pleasure I bring her, is enough to send me falling over the edge. I pound into her once more, filling her to the fucking brim before I’m coming deep inside her. My balls constrict and draw closer to my body as the warmth erupts through my body.

We’re both riding the high of each other and our orgasms. Removing my hand from her throat, I slowly fuck her until she’s filled with every drop of my cum. I slowly pull out of her, resting on my knees between her legs as she lies there breathlessly. Stella lifts her eyes to mine, her face flushed and her chest rising and falling with every breath she takes.

I look down at her pussy and can see my cum starting to leak out. Taking my finger, I run the tip through our arousal before pushing it back inside her. “That’s all for you, angel. I want you to feel my cum leaking from your pussy all night long. I want you to think about me inside you while we’re out.”

Lifting myself off the bed, I go to grab my clothes and begin to pull them on. Stella rolls over onto her side, still breathless as she stares at me. “What are you doing?”

“Getting dressed,” I tell her as I lay her clothing on the bed. “I’m taking you out tonight.”

“Where are we going?” she questions me as she slowly sits up and puts on her bra.

My eyes meet hers once more as I wink. “You’ll see when we get there.”