Faking It With The Hockey Star

Harper’s POV

The moment the front door closed behind us, the world outside ceased to exist.

Justin barely had time to set the heavy shopping bags onto the floor before I turned around, kicked off my shoes, and threw my arms tightly around his neck. I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"Thank you," I breathed against his neck, squeezing him with every ounce of strength I had left. "Thank you so much, Justin. Thank you, thank you, thank you."

His big arms immediately came under my thighs, catching me with complete ease. A low, warm chuckle vibrated deep in his chest. He pressed a long, tender kiss to my forehead, then to my cheek, before his dark eyes found mine.

"You’re welcome, baby," he whispered softly.

My heart hammered against my ribs, overflowing with a feeling so intense it made my chest ache. I leaned down and captured his mouth in a slow, deep kiss. He groaned against my lips, sliding one hand up my spine to cup the back of my head, deepening the kiss until I was breathless.

Gently, he set me down on my feet. He gave me one last lingering kiss on my mouth, his thumb tracing my lower lip. "Let me lock the front door."

"Okay," I whispered.

While he stepped away to turn the deadbolt, I turned toward the bedroom, my body humming with a desperate, frantic heat. My hands moved quickly to the zipper of my summer dress, pulling it down and stepping out of the fabric as it pooled around my ankles. By the time I reached the edge of the bed, I was standing only in my matching lace bra and panties.

Justin walked into the bedroom a second later. The moment his gaze landed on me, his eyes darkened, heavy with desire. He didn’t say a word. He crossed the room in two long strides, pulled me flush against his hard chest, and captured my mouth again.

I melted against him, my hands sliding up his biceps to wrap around his shoulders.

"Justin... please," I whimpered between kisses, my fingers clutching his back. "I can’t wait. Just... make love to me."

"Slow down, sweetheart," he murmured against my mouth, his voice thick and low. "We have all night."

He slowly reached behind me, unhooking my bra with practiced ease and letting the straps slip off my arms. My bare breasts pressed against his warm chest, making me gasp. He dropped to his knees in front of me, his hands sliding down to the waistband of my lace panties.

I rested my hands on his broad shoulders for balance as he hooked his thumbs into the sides of my panties, pulling them down my legs. Slowly, gently, he lifted one of my feet out, then the other, until I was completely bare before him.

Justin didn’t stand up immediately. He stayed on his knees, his hands resting on my hips, looking up at my body with absolute reverence. I climbed onto the mattress, moving back against the plush pillows, and let my legs fall open.

I could see him clearly as he stripped off his own shirt and trousers. His gaze settled right between my thighs, drinking in the wet, swollen sight of me. He didn’t rush. He stood there for a long moment, taking me in, letting the thick sexual tension build in the room until my skin felt like it was on fire.

"Look at you," he rasped out softly, his dark eyes meeting mine. "So gorgeous for me, Harper."

A shiver ran straight down my spine at his words, my hips instinctively twitching on the bed.

He finally dropped to his knees between my legs, sliding his broad hands under my thighs to open me wider. Bending lower, he brought his mouth down and dived headfirst into my core.

"Justin—!" I gasped, my back arching off the mattress.

He took his time. His tongue swept up my wet slit, slow and firm, before zeroing in on my swollen clit. He lapped at me in steady, rhythmic strokes, sucking gently before swirling his tongue around the sensitive peak.

"Ah... god, Justin... right there," I sobbed out, my fingers tangling frantically into his dark hair.

"That’s it, baby," he hummed against my wet skin, the vibrations sending waves of electric heat straight to my stomach. "Take it... such a sweet, good girl for your man."

The praise hit me like a physical rush. My mind clouded over instantly, the words undoing every thread of my self-control. I pushed my hips up into his mouth, greedily chasing the pleasure as his tongue worked me with unyielding precision.

"Good girl, Harper," he murmured again, sucking harder on my clit. "Give it to me."

A loud scream tore from my throat as the first orgasm hit me, violent and sweet. My inner muscles throbbed around nothing, my whole body shaking as I crashed from the high.

Justin didn’t pull back immediately. He licked up every drop of my release, kissing the inside of my trembling thighs before pushing himself up over my body.

He was fully hard, glistening and thick. He aligned his tip with my drenched entrance, resting his forearms on either side of my head. His dark eyes locked onto mine.

"You ready for me, sweetheart?" he rasped.

I nodded desperately, my hands clutching his shoulders. "Please, Justin. Put it in."

Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he sank into me.

"Oh... fuck," I gasped out, my body feeling completely electrocuted as he filled me inch by inch. The sensation was so intense, so deep, that tears pricked the corners of my eyes.

"You fit around me so perfectly," Justin groaned, burying his face in the crook of my neck as he sank all the way in to his hilt. He paused, letting us both adjust to the overpowering fullness. "So tight... so good for me."

He pulled back slowly, then sank deep into me again.

Thrust. Pull. Thrust.

The pace was excruciatingly slow at first, every slide of his skin against mine sending white-hot sparks through my bloodstream. He raised himself up on one arm, using his free hand to hold my knee open, his eyes never leaving my face.

"Look at me, Harper," he commanded softly, his voice full of thick authority.

I forced my heavy eyelids open, locking my blue-green gaze onto his.

"You’re taking every inch of me so well," he whispered, driving deeper into my core. "Such a perfect girl. You’re doing so amazing for me."

A sob of pure pleasure escaped my lips. My brain was completely muddled up, cooked by the relentless physical sensation and the intoxicating weight of his praise. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t process anything except the sound of his voice and the thick, heavy rhythm of his hips.

"Justin... oh god, Justin... I’m... I’m close again," I whimpered, my nails digging into his back as my hips arched up to meet every deep push.

"Come for me then, baby," he rasped, speeding up his thrusts just a fraction, hitting that exact spot inside me over and over. "Show me how good you can be. Cum for your man."

The praise pushed me right over the edge. A second, even heavier orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave. I screamed his name into the quiet room, my inner walls clamping around him in tight, violent spasms. I squirmed beneath him, my mind a complete mess of bliss.

Justin kept thrusting right through my climax, riding out the tight pulses of my body, refusing to let the pleasure dip.

As my breathing raggedly tried to even out, Justin leaned down, his lips brushing against my wet earlobe.

"Can I get one more from you, sweetheart?" he murmured huskily. "One more for me?"

"Justin... I... I can’t," I gasped out, completely spent, my head rolling back against the pillows.

"Yes, you can," he rasped, his hand sliding down to lightly stroke my clit while his hips maintained a deep, unrelenting cadence inside me. "You can do it for me, Harper. You’re my good girl, aren’t you?"

My good girl.

The words sent another electric shock straight to my core. The friction of his hand on my swollen clit combined with the deep, heavy thrusts of his penis brought the heat rushing right back to the surface. The build-up started all over again, faster and more intense than before.

"That’s it, baby," he coaxed, his voice raw and heavy with passion. "Give me one more... take me all the way, Harper. Good girl..."

I lost my mind completely. My body took over, my hips bucking up frantically to meet his heavy drives, chasing the unbearable sweetness.

"Justin! Justin!" I sobbed out.

The third orgasm ripped through me with overwhelming force, shattering whatever was left of my consciousness. My body locked up, my pussy clamping tightly around him as tears of pure ecstasy leaked from my eyes.

Seeing me completely unraveled under him was finally too much for Justin to hold back.

He let out a low, gut-wrenching growl, his knuckles turning white where he gripped the sheets. He drove into me as deep as he could possibly go, his body locking up as he came, pouring his release deep inside me.

"Harper... fuck..." he groaned out, his head falling heavily into the crook of my neck.

He held me tight against him as his pulse hammered violently against mine, both of us panting, soaked in sweat, completely exhausted.

Gradually, he let his heavy body sink down onto mine, burying his face into my hair. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, holding him close, floating on the softest cloud of safety and love as our heartbeats slowly synced in the dark.

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!