Chapter 90 - Round One

AN: I know I suck! I've been incredibly busy for the last few months. I'm taking the last class for my MBA and its taken up nearly all of my time outside of work. I can't promise that I'll get the rest of this out fast but I promise to try!


Nef's Pov

The first round of the playoffs for the boys went smoothly. They just seemed to click, with every member of the team contributing and giving their all. The Caps beat the Ranger in 5 games. We all wanted it to be done in 4 but we were just happy with the win. It meant that the boys had improved from last year and the big question would be by how much. There was a few days of down time between the end of round one and the beginning of round two. We wouldn't know until the end of the entire first round who the boys would be facing.

"Go home, rest up, and come back the day after tomorrow ready to work," Bruce told the guys at the end of practice.

With an entire night and day off from hockey Sasha let me know that he wanted to spend time with me. I had lived in the library the past two weeks only popping out for food and hockey. It was like that for all grad students approaching graduation. We were in the home stretch, the sprint to the finish line. I'd turned in the last of my final projects and the only thing that remained was to prepare for exams. I could spend a day or two of time with Sasha.

Meet me at my place. Come upstairs to my room.

Sasha sent a text message when he left Kettler to come over to his place after I had finished up for the day. His parents would be gone for two days and I knew that we would be completely alone.Sasha made it clear what he wanted and I was more than happy to oblige.

When I arrived at Sasha's place I found him in his room, naked, kneeling at the foot of his bed with his head bowed. He didn't look up when I approached him, nor did he look up when I looked over everything he laid out. It had been a while since we had been able to play freely and we both missed it.We both enjoyed sex with each other but we loved to play, experiment, and try new things.

"Have you showered?" I asked.

"Yes," was his response.

"On the bed. Face down," I told him.

While he complied I undressed and took the time to look at his body. There were bruises on his arms, legs, and torso. Hockey is a rough and tumble sport and I was used to the marks that littered his body but the Rangers were a physical team and his body showed it. I made a mental note to rub down the parts of his body that looked like they could use a little TLC. But as for right now I had an appointment with his lovely back side. I sat beside him on the bed trailing my fingers across his back, over his bottom, and down his legs.

"I missed you," he said turning his face toward me.

"I missed you too."

SWAT. My hand came down sharply on the left side of his butt. He flinched. Whenever I'd spanked him before I always warmed him up with a few gentle swats. This time there was no warm up and I brought my hand down sharply on the other side. I repeated this until he began to squirm on the bed. SWAT. SWAT. SWAT. Again and again until his skin had taken on a lovely pink color.

"Nef...hmmmmm," he groaned.

"This is what you wanted?" I asked as my hand came down harder.

"Ye- I wanted you."

The palm of my hand started to turn pink as Sasha's bottom so I stopped to grab the paddle he had jokingly given to me. It was black leather with "Dept of ED" written in white block letters.

"Ahhh," he all but screamed the first time I brought the paddle down on his butt. "No! Not that!"

I hadn't used a paddle on him very often as the pain of it sometimes outweighed the pleasure that he derived from a spanking. His hips began to shift on the bed but he made no move to get up. His hands twisted in the bed sheet and he released a high pitched whine. After about a dozen or so swats I put the paddle down.to rub his redden skin.The whine turned into a low groan as he liked the caress of my hand more than the bite of the paddle.

I told him to turn onto his back and I noticed that even with the paddling his was rock hard with precum dripping from the tip. My hand inched up his thighs and toward his cock and it twitched in anticipation.

"Tell me what you want," I said as I started to kiss random patterns all over his chest and stomach.

When he didn't respond I began to swat his legs with the paddle focusing on the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. The bite of the paddle was strong and he tried to shift away. I warned him to be still or I would tie him down.

"No, please. I want you...I want you to ride me," he finally managed to get out.



Sasha's POV

With two days off I had my mind set on spending as much time with Nef as I could. We were in my room sprawled out on my bed with me on my back beneath her.

"Nef, stop teasing," I pleaded.

I asked her to ride me but she refused to take me completely inside her. She balanced on her knees so that only the tip of my cock was inside her. She slowly swiveled her hips moving in a languid circle. Every time I tried to thrust upward she brought her hand down in a sharp swat to my chest. I didn't want her to grab the paddle so I stilled.

"Nef, please!" I all but begged.

"I could feel her warm pulsing center right above my my cock and I wanted nothing more that to be enveloped in that heat. She leaned backward, planting her feet on either side of my hips while supporting herself with one hand. Her free hand found her clit and began to rub sensuous circles. The sight of her pleasuring herself was amazing but it did nothing to give me what I wanted. Since she couldn't reach for the paddle I tried to thrust upward into her but the angle of her hips kept me from being able to push into her.

Her breathing quickened and I could tell she was close. She began to shake and it was harder to keep her balance on the tip of my erection.

"Please, let me cum with you?" Nef had barely said two words to me but I begged relentlessly. She barely touched me but I was trembling and desperate to cum. It took everything I had to lie still on the bed.

Her legs gave out as she started to cum and she sank down to one knee. She smirked as she refused to lower herself completely and I watched as her body trembled. I bit my bottom lip to stop myself from crying out when she moved away from me. My cock was red, glistening with a mixture of her fluids and precum that oozed at a steady flow, and throbbing.

"Should I let you cum?" she whispered in my ear.

Yes, I wanted to say but that's not what she wanted to hear. That's not what would actually get her to make me cum. She liked seeing me flustered, on the edge of release, and begging. She liked it when I was desperate to cum. She liked to tease me.

"If it please you," I answered. "If you want me to cum then yes. If you not want me to cum yet then I try not to."

She grabbed my erection tightly in her hand and lowered her mouth to it. She swallowed me deep into her throat and I cried out at the sudden warmth and wetness.

"Oh God! ...please!"

She hadn't told me if she wanted me to cum or not. She sucked harder and started to hum. I was close and there was no way I would be able to hold back for much longer. The hard sucking of her mouth. The caress of her tongue on the underside of my cock while her throat massaged the shaft was nearly too much.

"Close. please I close."

"Uh-huh," she mumbled around my cock. She pulled back longer enough to say "Cum."

I did. Hard. Gushing cum into her throat and screaming myself hoarse. She continued to suck, milking every drop of cum from me before she allowed me to collapse bonelessly on the bed.

"Good?" she asked smirking.

"Da. Good," I panted.