Lily's pov

I’m lying on a basement floor with cum leaking out of every hole in my body, and I’m smiling so hard my cheeks hurt.

My glasses are gone. My sweater is destroyed. My thighs are sticky and shaking. And all I can think is: finally.

Let me back up.

Kenzie dragged me to the hockey house party after their fourth straight win. She shoved a drink in my hand, said “loosen up,” and disappeared upstairs with a defenseman.

I’ve been fantasizing about this team since sophomore year. Niko Voronov, the captain, six-three with a jawline that could cut glass.

Vaughn, the enforcer, built like a truck with hands...