Cody“Ladies, ladies, ladies. You need to put your backs into it.” Coach blows his whistle. Man, he is pushing us hard today. I am already sweating my balls off and it’s only been thirty minutes since we all stepped on the ice.“What is it with him today?” Atlas asks as he skates over to me. I shrug my shoulders, who knows what goes on with coach.“Maybe his wife didn’t give him any last night.” Calli says as he comes over and leans forward panting. The drills have killed us.“I want more foot work; I want more contact with the puck. Cones.” He shouts out. One of the rink attendants gives him a nod from the sidelines. He’s a rookie for the high school team and comes to the ice on most practice days, for him it’s a huge deal to see us on the ice during practice, he can pick up plenty of tips from us and see what being in NHL is really like. I always forget his name but think it’s Samuel.The kid leaves the ice and goes towards a fireproof door and opens it from where he starts bringing
Imogen“Hey there little lady. Not seen you for a couple of days?” Becky who works at the diner says. I like Becky she’s always been super friendly to me and is the niece of the owner, one day Becky will run it as her aunt doesn’t have any kids of her own. Her brown hair is pulled into a high ponytail today. “Hey yourself. I’ve been busy with the opening and all.”“I bet you’re excited, right?”“Oh my gosh, excited doesn’t even cover it. I cannot wait but I’m nervous as hell too.”“I can see that. I would be. Do you want coffee and pancakes or something else?”“I’ll take a coffee please and waffles this morning with lashings of maple syrup.”“You got it. Go take a seat unless you want to sit at the counter.”“I’ll hang here. Besides, Mr Judders will be in soon, he’ll keep me company.” Mr Judders is one of elderly residents, he always comes in for his morning brew and to shoot the breeze with us. His son has recently moved to Florida with his wife and family and now Mr Judders is pre
CodyI can’t help feeling like we’re sneaking around and to be honest I kind of don’t like it. For a start, I want the whole world to know that Immi is mine and that we’re an item and dating again.After the pool I sent her a message to check in with her and how her day was going, I know she would let Luna’s post play on her mind some.She said she was busy and had started painting the bedroom upstairs above the restaurant. I’ve had my shower after the pool which was gruelling, especially since Calli and Nolan decided they wanted to do relay races against Atlas and myself. Needless to say, being the strongest swimmer followed by the second fasted, we won the race. I don’t honestly know why Calli bothers to try, I mean he is good as is Nolan, but they don’t touch Atlas or I. But he is fiercely competitive, and I thought I was bad, Man that guy is the top of the competitive league.“Where you headed?” Atlas asks as we make our way out of the rink building and to our vehicles parked outs
ImogenJust having Cody by me is a feeling I don’t think I can ever truly get used to. We work together well; he has finished painting the walls for me and I do have to say the room now looks so sunny and fresh. Even though we’re deep into fall right now, the sun is shining, and the room is bright and cheery. I’m already looking forward to snuggling up reading at night in bed. I want to wrap my arms around me that’s how content and happy I feel.Cody is putting up the shelves, I watch as he drills into the wall seeing how the veins pop in his forearms, did I ever tell you just how sexy they are? In fact, there isn’t anything not sexy about Cody Brannigan. He makes me tingle from head to toe.“Are you watching me work, woman?”I giggle, “of course, you’re a work of art.”“Go and put the kettle on, I need coffee, would you darlin’?”“Can’t I watch some more.”“I’m not an object, darlin’. I feel like you’re getting off just looking at my ass.”“I might be and what if I am? You are my obj
CodyDammit, I hate leaving her, she looked so adorable in those dungarees and all I could think about was stripping them off her and checking out what lingerie she had on underneath.Duty calls and I need to get back to the rink for this damn photoshoot and the brief interview. Hell, being drafted is a ball ache. Not only because I’ll be leaving Minnesota but now Immi and I are back on dating, I’ll be miles away from her. I sure hope we can survive a long distance; I’ll be in Dallas for two years. It seems like a life-sentence, but I don’t have a choice. My management team have signed and sealed the deal and that’s the way it goes. Did I get asked? You bet I didn’t.I pull up outside the rink and can see Atlas’ car is already here, I clock the time and see I’m already a few minutes late. Great, now coach will be giving me the evil eye, he’s gotten pretty good at that look lately towards me.So, I had a few punch ups on the ice when Immi left me a month ago and maybe I did lose it a b
ImogenThe rest of the day passed quicker than I could even have imagined. By the time Cody left and I’d gotten over the mini attack of my dad dropping on by and checking in with me, whilst Cody was upstairs, I took a look around upstairs and hugged myself. I loved the sunny yellow color I’d chosen for the bedroom and am considering asking our local carpenter, Mo if he’ll be able to make some of those cute shutters for me that I’ve seen on some of the cabins around here. I love them, they’ll give it a real cozy vibe not to mention keep the sun out in the summer and the heat in during the freezing cold winters we get here in Minnesota.Happy with everything upstairs I’d gone back down to the office space out the back of the restaurant area to start on the flyers. I love creating and the time whizzed by as I hashed a few designs around until I was happy with the grand opening final design. They’re all printed for the local businesses and I’m hoping I can get my mom to place some in the
CodyAfter the shoot, I had dinner with my folks, boy is my mom upset I have to leave for Dallas, her little boy is leaving for a few years. I feel for her, I don’t know how I would cope. We’re close my folks and I, they’re my life and rock solid, always have been. Not like some of my friends I knew when I was growing up. Those from homes where their parents had gotten divorced, or their folks were into drink and drugs. It makes me scowl to think that people can bring life into the world and then mistreat it and disrespect it.Back home, I kick my shoes off and go into my bedroom to get changed into my comfortable joggers and my old college tee shirt whilst I wait for Immi to come. I hear my phone vibrate and go check it.Some notification on my IG account, I’m about to just ignore it when I recognize the image that has popped up. The one and only Luna. What the hell?I open it up and see she has sent me a DM. WTF? Does this woman ever stop? Isn’t this harassment? Shit, I haven’t spok
Imogen The way his arms feel around me as he hooks one leg up to his waist then grabs my ass and firmly hoists me up so I can circle my legs around his waist feels amaaaazing. I’ve waited all day for this, to see him, to be with him and to smell him. He smells of shower and cinnamon aftershave. I kiss his neck as he carries me through the open plan lounge area, down the corridor and into his bedroom and sets me down on the bed, laying over me. Our lips crash together fervently as if we’ve never kissed before, the longing and desire washes over me, as I pull him in with my legs, which are still wrapped around his waist and leaning on his back. My stomach feels his hardness and it sends tingles up and down my spine as my pussy becomes wet knowing what pleasure she is going to get very soon. I tilt my hips up slightly and push against him so I can grind against his cock inside his joggers. God, I love joggers you can literally see everything and feel it. The best ever. “Slow down, dar