Skating Towards Danger: A Mafia Hockey Romance – Dante’s Book (Mafia Hockey Series 2)

I chew my bottom lip as I watch Paige toss and turn in her sleep, and I fist my hands, trying to stop myself from going to her.

After she gave Rocco a hug, she told him she wasn’t ready to speak and wanted time before she asked Roman to take her to my room. Rocco tried to decline her request, but my brother, well, just like how I am with Morgan, his sister-in-law’s wishes come first, and he wrapped his arm around my girl and guided her inside.

I held Rocco back, much to his dismay, and then came to check on her after quietly telling him to give her time to process, only to find her in my old college hockey jersey and asleep.

For five days, I followed her in Colorado. She caught the bus, and as much as I hated it, I allowed her to have her time and watched from afar. But for five days, she hadn’t said a word. She’d sit at her parents’ and little brother’s grave site, lean her head back, close her eyes, and stay there until the early hours.

I knew she knew I was there otherwise, she wouldn’t have fallen asleep most of the time.

She knew she was safe, and that was how I knew I hadn’t lost her. But when she finally spoke, I knew she was ready to talk—not to her parents but to me, despite what Rocco thought.

“I’ve got to go, keep me updated,” I say to Roman, who looks in the living area automatically and then nods, but Rocco snaps, “What is so fucking important compared to this, Dante? We need to sort this shit out before it escalates and she goes downhill again.”

I tilt my head at him and remind him, “You asked me to watch out for her, so I’m going to watch out for my wife.”

He frowns and looks around the living area before his eyes widen. He quickly rounds the table, but I grab his arm before he can get past me and snap, “As I said, I’m going to go keep her safe.”

He glares at me and growls, “She won’t talk to you, Dante. I know my niece, she’s going to shut down!”

I squeeze his arm in a warning and quietly state, “ She knows when I’m close, so she’ll know she’s safe. When she does speak, and she will, I’ll show myself to her until then, back off Rocco.”

“She won’t ever talk to you, Dante. She thinks you used her!” he sneers, but I shrug and walk away, muttering, “Want a bet?”noveldrama

It took five days, but she spoke, and I knew she was starting to believe me when I told her I loved her after our conversation in the car on the way home. The fact that she’s in my bed wearing my jersey is also proof of that. Though I think I may end up in the doghouse again when she figures out that I got Roman and Rhett to pack what little shit she had in her apartment and take it to mine while Dad encouraged Rocco to give some of her old things to him so he could put them in my apartment.

She’s my wife, and my wife should live with me and be in my arms all the time. Even when I’m at away games, like we should hopefully be in the next few weeks if we win our next game, she’ll be in my hotel room, in my arms.

Where I go, she needs to go, and vice versa because I can’t be without her – I’m obsessed.

“Momma…,” Paige cries in her sleep, and that does it. I can’t stand here any longer.

I was going to keep giving her the space she needed, but when she cries like that, it’s like a dagger in my soul. I shove off the door frame muttering, “Fuck it,” and quickly remove the sheets from her body, her smooth legs coming into view.

She kicks out and begins to cry, and without a second thought, I spread her legs and climb over her body before gripping her hair tight and pressing my lips against hers.

She gasps awake, and I pull back a little, and her eyes race between mine as they tear up.

“Make me forget,” she pleads, “Make it so you are all I can think about, please. When I’m with you, my world makes sense. You take away my nightmares.”

“Anything for you,” I whisper and kiss her again, but only briefly. I move my lips to her neck, gently licking it and then nipping the skin before kissing down her chest.

I find her nipple through my jersey and bite it hard, making her gasp and arch her back before I continue my path. I move my hands to the jersey and lift it to her stomach, and I groan, seeing she’s bare and without a second thought, I run my tongue through her folds.

“Dante,” she gasps, and I part her folds with my thumbs and take her swollen clit into my mouth, sucking it hard, making her arch her back as her fingers grip my hair, yanking it.

I groan at the pain and lick down her folds before I find her entrance and stiffen my tongue, then enter her, licking her out.

Her juices flow, and my cock throbs behind my jeans, but I ignore it. That fucker isn’t getting any action at the moment, her pleasure is my main focus.

I trail my tongue back to her clit and push two fingers into her tight cunt and begin to rub her walls as I suck her clit in pulses into my mouth. Her body moves against me as she lifts her hips, gasping and moaning, making me hungrier.

I press my arm down on her stomach and suck harder on her clit before I tilt my fingers inside her and rub hard against her g-spot.

“Dante,” Paige cries out as her clit stiffens and pulses while her walls strangle my fingers.

Paige floods my mouth as she comes and squirts, and I groan, quickly removing my fingers and covering her whole pussy and sucking, not wanting to lose one drop of her sweet nectar.

Paige pulls on my hair a few minutes later, and I climb up her body and press my lips against hers. She opens for me instantly, I tangle my tongue with hers, and she moans, tasting herself on me as she moves her hands between us and undoes my jeans.

I don’t stop her even though I swore I wouldn’t fuck her, instead, I deepen the kiss and allow her to cup my dick and squeeze it while moving her hand up and down. I thrust into her hand, and then I decide to change it up a bit.

She wants to forget, so I’m going to help her forget.

I quickly turn her onto her stomach, making her gasp, then grip her hips, lifting them before I place my cock at her soaked entrance and thrust forward.

“Holy shit,” she gasps, and I smirk as I lean over her and force her to look at me.

“You ready, little fairy?” I ask, and she blinks several times. Instead of answering verbally, she kisses me, and I moan and kiss her back hard as I thrust several times before I break the kiss and lean up.

Continuing to thrust my hips, I suck two fingers into my mouth, then place them at her ass. She tenses, and I grin and mutter, “I think it’s time I take something, baby, don’t you?”

Her breathing picks up as I slowly push one finger into her ass, her muscles squeezing it tight, and I bite my lip to stop myself from coming knowing my cock is going to feel so fucking good inside there.

I continue to thrust as I move my finger, letting her get used to the feel of it before I remove it, spread her cheeks, spit down on her hole, then place two fingers and push them inside, thrusting them several times, then scissor them all while I thrust my hips, keeping her at the edge.

Paige groans and begins to thrust back against me, and my breathing picks up.

“Fuck baby, you are so responsive,” I moan and remove my fingers, then pull out of her.

I grab my dick and give it a few tugs, then place it at her asshole. I spit down on it, then slowly push inside her. She tenses, so I bend over her a little and shove two fingers into her cunt, and thrust them hard and fast, causing her walls to flutter then I thrust inside her ass before halting my hips, letting her get used to my size while still pushing my fingers in her cunt and rubbing her clit with my thumb.

“D-Dante, I-I, I’m going to come,” Paige gasps a few seconds later, and as soon as her walls squeeze my fingers, I pull out of her ass a little, only leaving the tip of my cock in before thrusting forward hard and begin a rhythm knowing I won’t last long.

Paige’s orgasm takes over her, and she creams on my fingers and squirts for the second time tonight. I pick up speed, thrusting into her faster as my spine tingles, my balls tightening.

Before I come in her ass, I quickly pull out and remove my soaked fingers from her cunt and move out of the way and turn her to her back and instead of making her swallow my cum as I would have months ago, I grip her thighs, spread her open and thrust into her cunt, coming instantly with a grunt, painting her walls and I cover her body, pressing my lips against hers.

Paige melts against me as she wraps her arms around my neck and opens her mouth. Our tongues tangle, and I moan.

A few minutes later, my phone makes a noise, and I break the kiss and press my forehead against hers as our eyes connect.

“You’ve got to go?” she asks, her eyes tearing, and I fucking hate it.

“Not until you’ve fallen back to sleep,” I promise, and she nods as I slowly remove my cock from her. Instead of climbing off her and the bed or putting my cock away, I roll us so she’s on top of me, and she places her head into the crook of my neck.

“I love you, Paige,” I whisper into her head.

“I love you too, but I’m still mad and confused at you,” she admits, and I smile a little.

“It’s enough for me, little fairy…Get some sleep,” I mumble back and hold her tight.

She can be as confused as she likes, I’m not going anywhere, and we’ll survive this crap. In two years, I’ll most likely be retiring from hockey. She’ll have won several competitions in figure skating, and we’ll have our first child on the way.

Mark my fucking words.