“Thanks.” He looked around. “Where is everyone?”
She shrugged. “It’s a work night. We were full earlier, but I guess everybody had to get home. It was kind of dead after the game. I’ve got some food in the pool room, though.”
“Oh. Okay.”
She took his hand and led him into the room, then stepped back.
His eyes widened when he walked in and everyone yelled surprise and happy birthday.
He turned to her and she grinned.
“You knew it was my birthday.”
“Of course.”
Then he was swallowed up by well wishes, hugs, and pats on the back, and she didn’t see him again for a while. But it was his celebration, so she let him enjoy it. She took care of his friends and her family, making sure everyone was well fed and had drinks while Tyler was surrounded the entire night by people who cared about him.
She had the sports entertainment station on so the team members could see replays of the game, and of course everyone rehashed the night’s events. Her dad, Gavin, and Mick sat with the team and talked hockey, while Jenna, Liz, Tara, and Jenna’s mom hung out with the wives and girlfriends of the players.
Ty finally broke away and put his arm around her.
“I didn’t even know you realized it was my birthday.”
“Did you even know it was your birthday?” she asked.
He laughed. “It wasn’t high on my list of things to deal with today, but yeah, I knew. I just wasn’t going to make a big deal about it.”
“Well, I was.”
He brushed his lips across hers. “Thank you for this.”
She smiled up at him. “You’re welcome.”
It was after two before everyone started to leave. Tara and Mick and Liz and Gavin stayed to help with cleanup, but she pushed them all out the door after that, telling them she’d lock up. Her parents had gone home earlier, and the players would have stayed all night to party, but they all looked wiped out and had another game the day after tomorrow, so they needed to get at least a little rest.
She locked the doors, pulled the shades, and turned to Ty. “Good birthday?”
“Almost a perfect birthday.”
She cocked a brow. “Almost?”
“Yeah.” He took her hand in his and pulled her into the game room. “I haven’t gotten my gift yet.”
Her lips curled. “Oh, yeah? And what did you have in mind?”
He took one of the tablecloths and spread it out over the pool table. “I have this fantasy…”
Her belly tumbled. “Oh, really.”
He ran his fingers over the edge of the table. “Ever done it here?”
“Nope.”
“Good.”
“And I haven’t given you your gift yet.” She kicked off her shoes, then unbuttoned her jeans, easing the zipper down.
Ty moved toward her, hunger in his eyes.
“Shouldn’t you be home in bed, resting up for the next game?”
“I’d rather have inspiration for the next game.” He picked her up and set her on the table, then pulled off her jeans, leaving her in her top and panties. His eyes widened at the tiny black scrap of silk she wore.
“These are nice.”
“I bought them just for your birthday.”
He smoothed his hands down her legs and back up, then spread her legs and stepped between them, sliding his hands under her butt and drawing her close enough she could feel the ridge of his erection.
“I like them. Thank you. They’re very inspiring.”
She reached between them to rub his shaft. His lips parted and she listened to his breath catch as she continued to caress him.
“I like you touching me. It makes me hard, makes my cock swell.”
“I like the way you talk to me. It makes my * wet.”
He pulled off her shirt, arching his brow at the bra that matched her panties. Black, it pushed her breasts together and made them swell over the cups of the bra.
“Very inspiring. I’ll dream about this tonight.” He swept his hand across her breasts, down her belly, then leaned over to press a kiss to each mound.
He undid the clasp of her bra, drawing it down her arms and casting it on a nearby chair. He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples, watching them harden.
“I don’t need a whole lot of foreplay tonight, Tyler. I just need you inside me. Now.”
He drew his shirt off, then undid his pants, dropping them to the floor along with his boxer briefs. His cock popped up and she licked her lips, already imagining him fucking her on the pool table.
“Hurry,” she said.
He grabbed a condom and tossed it onto the pool table, then climbed on and laid on top of her, rubbing his body against hers. She loved the sensation of his skin against hers, his warm body covering hers. She wrapped her legs around him, trapping his cock against her * so she could slide against it.
He rolled her over so she was on top of him, and she sat up, rocked her * against his length.