No Thank You

He was right. Alex did want this, and there was no way around it. Seeing him in all his glory, naked, there was no point denying that she was pining for him. Sidney didn’t even wait for her panties to come off, he just pulled the flimsy fabric to the side and looked at her dripping wet core.

“I am not usually this easy.”

She mouthed as two of his finger delved right into her pussy until his knuckles made contact with her slick folds, too. Her back arched right into him with the first pump of his hand as she tried to readjust herself on the dryer. This kid really went all out, but it was clear that he didn’t care much if she was actually enjoying his brute force. Alex was trying really hard not to analyze his obvious fascination towards his actions, the strained lines on his face.

“Says the woman who agreed to come to a house full of hockey players, not knowing if there would be any other girls around. Come, move closer to the edge already.”

He lowly growled as his fingers pulled out of her, her own fluids thickly coating them when he lifted them towards her mouth with a smirk on his face. She knew what he wanted but her lips stayed locked in a tight expression as she inched towards the edge of the dryer and immediately felt the tip of him land right on top of her opening. His fiery eyes bored into hers before he reluctantly lowered his hand again in order to simply grab her ass and pull her right onto his cock.

“Fuck!”

Flew right passed her lips in a pretty loud hiss as he bottomed out inside her, his nails sure to leave mark in her soft flesh. His own lips were now searching for hers as his breathing had already picked up even before he started to set a slow but strong pace.

“This is not going to last long, shit.”

He whispered before reattaching his lips to hers in a sloppy and wet kiss. Closing her eyes and allowing herself to go along with his deep strokes, she could feel how the sexual tension was slowly dissipating off of her. Her hands were anchored on his strong, broad shoulders, daring to sink her teeth into his lower lip. And that was the moment he came apart: with two more fast pumps a mixture of moans and curses flew past his lips before he stilled himself, causing her to do the same as his forehead pressed against hers. His deep breath sounded labored and she could feel him go soft inside her.

Alex stared at his face before letting her eyes move down her body, were his limp dick simply slipped out of her and hung in a rather unimpressive manner. Sidney Crosby, athlete extraordinaire and sex symbol to many had blown his load within 2 minutes. Bubbles of laughter started to rise from her chest. She couldn’t even try to hold back as she pulled up her legs to her body and laughed out loudly, amused and somewhat dissatisfied, amazed and let down by the happenings.

“Wow, just…wow.”

She laughed as she jumped off the dryer and scrambled to quickly collect her clothes and pulled on her jeans. She couldn’t even look at him right now, knowing that she would break out into a guttural holler.

“It’s been a while for me, alright? All this sexual tension and not having tapped anything in a while-“

His justification was cut off by a loud knock on the door of the small room, just as she had managed to slip back into her boots. Finally daring to look at him, she almost felt bad for having laughed: he looked so blissfully happy on one side but the dark shadow over his eyes told her that he clearly felt embarrassed by being a two-minutes wonder.

“You guys alright in there? What’s going on?”

He woke up from his dazed state and quickly bent down to pull up his pants, swiftly buttoning them up and closing his belt. Just as she was about to unlock the door, he grabbed her elbow and turned her around to face him again.

“I would really appreciate if you didn’t tell anyone about my…fast work. This didn’t go according to what I had planned for us…let me make it up to you another time?”

Hearing repeated knocking on the door, she replayed the last 5 minutes in front of her inner eye: he had been a douchebag, had been mean and his sexual advances were focused on only satisfying him. But yet again her professional mind lurked with an explanation: the constant pressure that came with being Sidney Crosby, the extreme lengths he was going through to keep his personal life away from the limelight and the prying eyes of millions of people who all wanted a piece of him. Who could blame him for spinning out once in a while, stepping out of his comfort zone and inevitably not being the person so many expected him to be?

“You were being a selfish asshole, but a great kisser. Let’s just leave it at that, I am honestly not sure if I need a redemption repeat of this. I’m sorry if I laughed it’s just…you know; you’re Sidney Crosby.”

Letting her hand gently touch his smooth face, she offered a small smile before turning around again and pulling the door open with both James Neal and even Evgeni Malkin standing on the other side with interested faces.

“Nothing to see here boys, just your captain trying to help me clean up the mess he made.”

She could hear both Neal and the tall Russian chuckle and congratulate Sidney like boys did in these situations seen that her comment had quite obviously been rather suggestive. Alex walked straight back into the kitchen and grabbed her discarded wine glass, taking a huge gulp from it.
Sex with Sidney Crosby had been a disappointment, but that didn’t mean she had to sad about it: she was in a house full of fun people and had no work the following day.
Maybe she would get drunk and call her favorite ex boyfriend, telling him what a great time she was having with some of Pittsburgh’s finest. It was a guarantee to have him seething, especially after standing her up for their date the previous night. She knew why he hadn’t been able to show up and it had been completely out of his hands but that didn’t mean she would just forgive him for not even giving her a heads-up that the date was off.

“Geno is kidding right? Sid had you naked? I just lost $100!”

Chris Kunitz joined her in the kitchen as he grabbed himself a new beer. She had to laugh, pushing his shoulder as he showed her his empty wallet.

“Oh shut up, as if it’s this easy to get me naked. Not even Crosby is that good.”

She clinked her glass with his bottle, hoping he would simply shut up and forget about the whole incident. No one had seen anything and she doubted that Sidney would chance the possibility of saying anything to the guys in fear she would blab about his sad performance. But something wasn’t right. He smirked at her and then nodded his head towards the kitchen entrance, boisterous sounds coming from the large lounge area.
Matt, James and Geno came in with huge grins on their face, almost hiding a sheepish looking Crosby behind them. Lifting his right hand up slowly and turning his brown eyes to lock eyes with hers. She froze on the spot, her stomach dropping: slung around his fingers was her black bra, which he had thrown to the side early during their little encounter. Her jaw hit the proverbial floor as he smiled at her, clearly feeling bad that his friends had caught him out getting it on with some girl in the laundry room.

“You left this behind.”

Snatching the bra from his hands the guys started laughing all over again until her phone rang, begging to be picked from her back pocket. She was irritated and even more so when she read the caller ID, this was not happening right now, with all these people around. Rejecting the call and sliding it back into her back pocket she went back to staring down Sidney.

“I find it harder and harder not to share details of what exactly happened in th-“

The phone went off again. This time Alex didn’t even bother to read the screen before rejecting it again and putting it on the kitchen counter next to her.

“I would really appreciate if anyone could drive me home? I think I’ve entertained everyone enough for one night. And you Mr. Crosby: $150? Really? I thought you said it would be a high bet, not pocket change.”

Everyone started barking out in laughter again, relieved to see that she was not pissed off but still able to make fun of herself. She growled as her phone rang again but this time Matt Niskanen was faster, grabbing the iPhone before she could reach it. She pointed her finger straight at him; a silent threat not to pick up the call but Matt only returned a smile before looking at the touch screen, his brows knitting together in confusion before he rejected the call and passed the phone back to her.

“That's ok, I'll drive you home. I am sure I will enjoy the tale you're about to spin about the person trying to call you from Philly three times in a row."

The guys had already dispersed and she doubted anyone had heard his remark, but Alex could see in his suddenly hardened features that he was going to grill her about the Philly area code popping up on her phone with a picture of her ex accompanying it. This was not going to be fun, and she desperately wished she had accepted Sidney's offer of redemption sex.