I waved to the last girl leaving with her mom as I smiled at her, leaning against the wall that circled the ice as they walked out of the door. That was my last lesson for the day and I knew that the rink was closed to the public tonight...and empty. I skated over to the table I had my stuff on, tugging my Ipod and ear buds out of my hobo bag that was resting against the worn wood. I popped one of them into my right ear and rolled my head back and around slowly as I took a deep breath and inhaled the chilly air.
It had been so different before.
I turned on my favorite Every Avenue song and started to skate in a circle, smoothly and slowly at first. I gained speed as I circled the second time around, feeling the air rush by me as I let a grin pass over my face. I headed through the center of the rink, carefully executing a small spin as I let out a laugh and landed perfectly on my feet and spun in a circle. I didn't even have to look where I was going, since I'd been skating here since I was little.
I stopped spinning and took a deep breath as I skated over to get some water, the song ending as I reached the table. It was then that I heard the slow clapping across the large room and swiveled my head to look behind me. “You still have it, Dari. You looked great.”
“Thanks,” I said, my shaking voice carrying across the rink as I felt my cheeks warm. Jesse skated onto the rink wearing his hockey uniform with a practice jersey from the pro team a few town away that he'd signed up for a year and a half ago. It had been the same time I had hurt my knee and thrown away any chance of my being a professional figure skater. “What are you doing here?”
“I knew the rink was empty. I figured I'd get some skating in and hit a few pucks around,” Jesse told me, brushing his tousled dark hair back with one hand as his deep blue eyes met my wide green ones. “I locked the door behind me after that last girl left.” He tapped his stick on the ice and dropped a few pucks as he regarded me closely with a curious smile that made my knees weak. “How are the lessons going?”
I shook my head as his words sank in, silently cursing my father for leaving Jesse the key to the rink. He'd allowed him to come here all hours in high school to practice and I'd often been with him. Some of the memories flooded my mind and I dragged my lower lip between my teeth as I heated up and leaned against the wall. “They're fine. It's something to do.”
“You working here too?” He stared ahead of him on the ice as he lined his stick up with a puck, slamming it loudly against the wall as I jumped.
“Helping out in the office and covering shifts when people are sick,” I responded, mesmerized by the way he gracefully skated forward, handling the puck with ease. “Dad's getting older, you know. He needs the help.”
“I talk to him a lot,” Jesse assured me, looking at me as his gaze slipped down my body. I wore my usual outfit of leggings and a tunic-style sweater that graced my curves nicely and allowed me room to move and he devoured me with his gaze. “I always ask about you.”
“Yeah?” I'd kept up with his successful career as a center for the victorious team he'd chosen to play for silently, both missing him and angry with my own failure as I watched him gain a name for himself. My throat burned with my need for water, but I couldn't take my eyes off of him and I licked my lips slowly as his eyes focused on the movement. My body started to ache as I remembered the many places we'd found here to make love when nobody was there, and I slipped my fingers up to tug my braid out nervously.
Jesse hit another puck across the ice and I slid my fingers through my thick dark red hair roughly as the sound of it hitting the wall echoed through the room. “How is the knee?” He skated forward to collect his pucks and I stared shamelessly at his backside as he moved. To this day I hadn't wanted anyone the way I still did him and I pressed my sweating hands against my chilled pants.
“Healing nicely. I just take it easy.” I told him, watching as he skated over and stood in front of me.
“Really, Darian? You're not just saying that?” Jesse asked me, catching my eyes with his. “You tore it badly, baby. I've been worried.”
“You saw me skating, Jess. It's fine.” I gasped as he lifted me and sat me on the thick wall, tracing his hand over the injury gently and frowned.
“You looked good skating.” His voice dropped and he circled my knee with his thumb. He raised his eyes as he slipped his hand up slowly, towards my thigh. My breath caught in my throat as he reached back and slipped his free hand into my hair, pulling me forward as I stared at him. “Dari...I missed you.” His lips captured mine as I whimpered, regretting the months I'd hidden from him in my room avoiding my life. He kissed me softly at first, pulling me into him as I finally wrapped my arms around him and deepened our kiss.
I let our tongues dance together as I gripped his hair, our moans in unison as I slipped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He was warm and felt like home as he let a hand slip down to cup my ass and squeeze firmly. My body was reacting violently to him and I thrust my hips forward for some relief as our lips parted. “I want you so bad, Jesse.”
“Do you?” His hand slid up my side slowly, gathering the material of my sweater in his fist as I took a deep breath. We kissed again, hungrily, and he let go of the cloth and slipped his hand underneath. He ripped the sports bra that I wore and cupped my breast, pinching my nipple firmly as I sucked on his lower lip. “I've missed tasting you, Dari. I've missed this body.”
“Take me into the showers, Jess,” I told him, remembering the cold nights we'd spent under the hot water making love over and over.
“Are you sure?” His eyes were dark as he gazed at me, but I saw the fear of who I'd become after my accident.
“I want you to fuck me, Jesse. I want you to make me remember those times we spent together.” He pulled me down onto the ice and we skated hand-in-hand across the ice to the large door of the men's locker room, both of us glancing at each other lustfully. “The door is locked?”
“I made sure of it when I saw you on the ice,” Jesse assured me, shoving the door open and lifting me against one of the mirrors as he slid me onto the counter. “I wanted you the moment I saw your ass in those leggings. Those things drove me fucking crazy when we were together, and those skirts you wore? Fuck me.” He slammed me back into the glass, kissing me deeply as he worked the laces of my skates He threw them down onto the floor as he pushed my head back to kiss my neck as I whimpered and closed my eyes. He nipped and sucked his way down, cupping my breasts as he tugged my skin between his teeth. He moved his hands to pull off my pants and find me bare and wet for him, sniffing the leggings before throwing them down. “Turn around.”
I ripped my sweater off as he undressed, my eyes taking in every muscle as I unhooked the bra and freed myself from the confines of the bra. His eyes were hungry as he gazed at me and I turned around and spread my legs over the cold counter, desperate for him. I felt him behind me, kissing my neck as he slid his finger over my clit and spread my juices around as I moaned heavily. His eyes watched me in the mirror as he thrust one finger deep inside of me, adding a finger as I bucked against him. “Oh, Jesse.” I closed my eyes and rocked against him, feeling myself slip over the edge with the curl of his fingers and dropping against the mirror with a gasp.
“So tight,” Jesse murmured, removing his fingers and parting my thighs. He pushed into me, slipping his finger into his mouth as he gripped my hip and moaning. “I'm going to eat you and make you come after this.” He thrust deep and I gripped the sink as my throbbing body tightened around him possessively. “Dari, goddamn it. This feels so good. I want to fuck you so hard.”
The last several months of our parting disappeared with every thrust and we were coming together soon, our names echoing through the room as I begged him for more. He took several ragged breaths and slipped his hands up my body to stroke my nipples and watched me in the mirror.
We moved to the benched right near the showers and he placed me on my back and spread my legs as I watched him drop to his knees. His tongue dragged against my clit slowly and hard as I moaned and gripped his hair, still reeling from the previous orgasms.
How did I ever think I'd be fine without him? How did I ever survive without this man in my life?
He stroked me gently and I closed my eyes as I arched my back against him. “Mmmm,” my voice faded as he sucked my hard nub between his lips and dragged it between his teeth. I let him make me come again before I moved up and shoved him against the shower wall, stroking his hardening erection as I licked his lips slowly. “I love my taste on you.” I kissed him softly before moving gently to my knees and licking his tip teasingly. “I love the feeling of this inside of me.” I buried him inside of my mouth and sucked hard, moving up and down as he thrust with my movements. I smiled to myself as he whispered to take care of my knee, reaching around him to pull him deeper into my mouth and grabbing his perfect ass.
We moved together perfectly and I was soon tasting him deep inside of my throat as I swallowed every bit of him. He was perfect for my mouth and my body and I pulled away and leaned back to stare at him. “Do I need to tell you that I love you after that?”
His smile was warm and his eyes dark as he sat down and pulled me against his body. “I love you, baby. I've missed you do damn much.”
“I'm sorry. I just didn't know how to deal with my life ending, or what I thought was my life ending. I know that my life is with you now, if you'll have me.”
“I am moving your fine ass to Pittsburgh with me, Dari.” Jesse promised me as he lifted me and placed me in the shower. He turned the water on and leaned in to kiss me gently as I moved against him, my nipples puckered against his chest. He moved down to kiss them and take them into his mouth, between his teeth as I gasped and arched my back to offer him more. He pressed me against the wall, under the spray as he entered me again.
Our bodies were close, my legs wrapped around him as he thrust slow and hard into me. Our lips met clumsily as we rocked against each other, more for comfort then release this time. He promised me that we wouldn't ever be apart as he took me harder, giving me every bit of his love with his lips and his body.
I was laying with him later in his bed, laughing to myself as he stroked my hair. “I am glad that Dad left you that key.”
“He told me that he'd never take it away from me. I knew that you'd be there tonight, Darian. He told me that, too.”
“He knew that I missed you?”
“Yeah. He told me to get my ass over there and get you back.” Jesse told me, smiling at me in the light of the moon. “He knew that you'd had enough time to heal.”
“I'll have to thank him later,” I murmured softly, moving to kiss him softly. “I love you.”
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