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00:00After the hockey game, my tablet accidentally connected to Coach Knox's device.
00:05The screen flips to a video.
00:08That's me jerking off on screen, recorded last week.
00:12Last Wednesday, someone spiked my drink at the team party.
00:16I got myself off behind a locked dorm.
00:19In some secretly recorded video, my voice cracks open on a name.
00:25Tell me what to do, Coach Knox.
00:27My head snaps up.
00:28Knot is sitting in front of the entire hockey team.
00:31His face does not move.
00:33I kill the cast connection in one tap.
00:35The screen goes black.
00:37Knox does not look away from me.
00:39He does not blink.
00:40The coldest coach on staff wants to destroy me.
00:43I'm not scared.
00:44I'm excited.
00:45Knox is a beast in a coach's jacket that is so fucking sexy.
00:49He has been sitting on this clip for a week.
00:51Now I know what hides under that face.
00:54During the post-game film session, no one dares to talk.
00:57Only Knox is there to tear into people.
01:00Sutton, on your feet.
01:02I stand up the moment he calls my name.
01:04My teammates lean away in their chairs.
01:06Coach Knox taps the notes against his palm.
01:09Need me to tell you what to do?
01:10Or can you got yourself off?
01:13Any other day I would be plotting revenge.
01:16Today the lecture does not not register at all.
01:18He keeps picking apart my reads, line by line.
01:22Everything he said sounds like flirting to me.
01:27He waves me back into my chair.
01:29I sit back down slowly.
01:32Film session ends and players start packing up.
01:36Knox is gathering his clicker and his coat.
01:39I bring my tablet up to the front bench.
01:42I hold the screen toward him.
01:44Coach, my screen did something strange earlier.
01:47My finger hovers above the screen.
01:49I want to make sure my device is okay.
01:52I tip the tablet slightly toward him.
01:54It pulled up footage that wasn't mine.
01:56Two players behind me glance at each other.
01:59One of them whispers that I have nerve.
02:01Knox does not glance at the tablet.
02:03He sets his clicker down on the table.
02:05Your tablet has a screen share bug.
02:07Mine never received a signal.
02:08He says it loud enough for the whole room.
02:10He turns on the players still hanging around.
02:12Practice starts in 15.
02:14Everyone get out now.
02:15The room empties in under a minute.
02:18Logan grabs my elbow on his way past.
02:20Coach Knox is a cold-blooded prick today.
02:23He's always giving you a hard time, isn't he?
02:26Don't let him in your head, Sutton.
02:27He claps my shoulder and jogs out.
02:30That leaves me alone with Knox.
02:31He still has not looked at me.
02:33He pretends to organize his bag.
02:35He acts like he never heard me ask.
02:37Logan's my friend.
02:39Of course he'd take my side.
02:40But the truth was the opposite.
02:42I was the one who kept messing with Knox.
02:44The reason I joined the hockey team was absolutely ridiculous.
02:47At the end of freshman year, my boyfriend broke up with me because he was obsessed with
02:53the campus heart drop, Von Knox.
02:56I went straight to Knox to make trouble.
02:58I had him by the collar.
03:00I would have punched his lights out.
03:02My ex shoved through two players behind us.
03:04He pointed at my hand on Knox's jacket.
03:07This is why I dumped you.
03:08You're reckless.
03:10You're loud.
03:11You turn everything into a fight.
03:15A few players stopped near the equipment room.
03:17Logan stepped closer, ready to pull me back.
03:21My ex looked Knox up and down.
03:23Look at him, Cole.
03:24He's calm, built.
03:25He has his life together.
03:26I wanted someone like him.
03:29His smile stayed up until I moved.
03:31I yanked Knox down and kissed him hard.
03:34Logan grabbed my arm too late.
03:36My ex's face twisted.
03:37What?
03:38The whole hallway waited for Knox's to explode.
03:40But Knox only wiped his lower lip with fingers.
03:43He never looked at my ex.
03:45His eyes stayed on me.
03:47If by boyfriend you mean that scrawny freshman, I don't want him.
03:50I want you.
03:52Every player heard every word.
03:53My ex's face went white.
03:55He looked at Knox, then at me, seething.
03:59Cole Sutton, are you fucking serious?
04:01I dumped you.
04:02You were supposed to stay dumped, not crawl into his lap like some pathetic little prize.
04:06Then he shoved through the players and left.
04:08That made me feel much better.
04:11Are you serious?
04:13You want me to play club game?
04:15With you?
04:17Knox didn't explain, so I smiled at Knox.
04:20Fine.
04:20I'm in.
04:21Just to see the look on my ex's face when he lost his mind.
04:25It was not a wise decision.
04:28Knox was a tyrant of an NCMA coach.
04:31Everyone under him existed to be ruled, especially me.
04:34I fought him countless times.
04:36Nothing about his attitude changed.
04:38The good news was that by junior year, I had become a regular starter.
04:42That's a miracle.
04:43No one could pull that off.
04:44Unless his name was Cole Sutton.
04:46I was Knox's masterpiece.
04:48Knox was the only one who kept saying things like,
04:50For one second you looked like you belonged here.
04:53Then you opened your eyes and ruined it.
04:56He was a hot bastard of a coach.
04:58And I was very interested in him.
05:03One afternoon, I go to the coach's office.
05:05I need to turn in some overdue paperwork.
05:08No one is there.
05:09So, I lock the door behind me and sit down in Knox's chair.
05:13His browser history is still open on screen.
05:16The top tab is an anonymous blog.
05:18The page background is flat black.
05:20One red word sits at the top.
05:22Observation log CS.
05:23The pinned post is dated five minutes ago.
05:26A curcursor still blinks at the end of the last line.
05:29The save indicator at the bottom reads just now.
05:32The page refreshes once while I am still reading.
05:35He noticed.
05:36His eyes were trying to undress me.
05:38He asked.
05:39About the tablet.
05:40He must have seen.
05:42Is he flirting with me?
05:44I tap the trackpad and the line scrolls again.
05:47Hundreds of old posts load below it.
05:49I want to bend him over the desk he just sat at.
05:53Just ice cream.
05:55Why is he licking it like a dick?
05:58His tongue between my thighs.
06:00Sooner later.
06:01Every post lays out his fantasies about me.
06:04He has been writing about me for months.
06:06My hand stays flat on Knox's trackpad.
06:09The freak watching me is also my coach.
06:11I lean forward and reach for the keyboard.
06:13I open the comment section on the pinned post.
06:16I make a fresh account in ten seconds.
06:18The handle I pick is swhowon'tbeanathlete.
06:22Then I type Knox a direct reply.
06:24I tap out one line, Argyne, under the pinned post.
06:27Big bro, this is not flirting.
06:29This is an invitation.
06:31Just take it.
06:32I post the comment and clear his browser history.
06:42That afternoon, I carried Pate's paperwork to Knox.
06:45His laptop snapped shut before I reached the desk.
06:48Knox tapped the desktop with two fingers.
06:52Leave it there.
06:54His dress shirt sat tight at his throat.
06:56I set the form down slowly.
06:58My fingertips brushed the back of his hand.
07:00Knox jerked away like the desk burned him.
07:03His fingers went straight to his collar.
07:05Not the top button stayed fastened under his jaw.
07:08A red line climbed above it anyway.
07:11I leaned over the desk.
07:14Coach, are you hot?
07:16My eyes dropped to his collar.
07:19Why so red?
07:21Knox turned toward the window.
07:23AC's broken.
07:25His hand reached for his water bottle.
07:27The cap was loose.
07:29Water spilled over his fingers and down his chest.
07:31His dress shirt was soaked and see-through.
07:33I whistled once.
07:35Nice build, coach.
07:37He slammed the bottle down.
07:39Sotten, out.
07:40I raised both hands and back toward the door.
07:44When I turned the handle, Knox was already grabbing tissues.
07:48He scrubbed at the wet shirt like that could erase my touch.
07:53Soon, our varsity hockey team had a game.
07:56The last period turned into a knife bite near the boards.
08:00Knox stood behind the bench, barking short orders.
08:03I drove the final rush and buried the comeback chance.
08:06Teammates grabbed my helmet and kissed it.
08:09Sticks banged against the glass until the rink shook.
08:11I shouted with them for three seconds.
08:14Then I stepped back from the pile.
08:17My hands moved near the bench edge.
08:19Dot Knox spotted me.
08:20He cut through players and leaned in close enough for only me to hear.
08:25Sutton, are you hurt?
08:27I lifted my head.
08:28Sweat dripped from my chin onto my jersey.
08:31My lips stayed against his ear.
08:34No.
08:35I just decided.
08:38Tonight, I'm still going to come thinking about your cock.
08:45The team kept roaring around us.
08:47Nobody caught the whole sentence.
08:49A freshman hugged Logan and blocked half the bench.
08:53Knox's fingers closed around his clipboard until the plastic bent.
08:56He turned to check on his forward.
08:59Behind him, I let out a low laugh.
09:01After the game, the locker room felt empty.
09:03Knox reached into his training bag and pulled out a lacrosse ball.
09:07He dropped it into my palm.
09:09Roll your hips and clavs tonight.
09:10Hydrate.
09:11Ice if the bruise blooms.
09:13I rolled it across my palm.
09:15So, where do you want me to stick it?
09:17Knox's shoulders locked.
09:19He looked at the ball, then at my mouth.
09:21I tilted my head.
09:22Or is this about that private video?
09:24You kept my clip because you loved it so much and now I get your post-game sex toy?
09:27My relentless teasing finally worked.
09:29His hand snapped around the back of my neck.
09:31My spine hit the locker frame.
09:33His face dropped until his breath touched my lips.
09:35For one second, Ken stopped pretending.
09:38The man under it looks ready to ruin both of us.
09:40A knock landed on the locker room door.
09:43The equipment manager called from the hall.
09:45Coach Knox, a family is waiting on release forms.
09:49Knox closed his eyes and breathed deeply.
09:51His grip loosened, one finger at a time.
09:54Back to your dorm, Sutton.
09:56Tonight is done.
09:57I walked to the door.
09:58Dot my fingers touched the sore mark on my neck.
10:00His fingers left red proof under my jaw.
10:03That hand would be dangerous in bed.
10:07Our team usually celebrated after games.
10:09And this time was no different, Dot.
10:11At the sports bar, our team owned the back room.
10:13Logan spun an empty bottle across the sticky table,
10:17Dot had stopped with its neck aimed at Knox.
10:20Knox had drunk enough to loosen his collar.
10:22His face stayed steady, but his eyes looked sharper than usual.
10:26Logan pointed with his beer.
10:28Truth or dare, coach?
10:31Knox rubbed two fingers across his brow.
10:34Truth.
10:35Logan grinned too wide.
10:37Do you have a crush?
10:38The table exploded, then went silent.
10:41Players leaned in.
10:42Knox lifted his glass, but did not drink.
10:45His gaze touched me for half a second.
10:50Yes.
10:51The room stalled on that one word.
10:53Someone slapped the table.
10:55Another player leaned forward.
10:58On campus?
10:59Do we know him?
11:00Logan nearly climbed over his chair.
11:03Give us a name, coach.
11:05Everyone watched Knox's mouth like it might crack open.
11:08Knox raised one hand.
11:09The room shut up again.
11:11That was one question.
11:13He stood and set his glass down.
11:16Restroom.
11:17I pushed my chair back before the door swung shut.
11:22Logan laughed first, so everyone else did too.
11:27The backroom noise closed behind me.
11:30Knox did not go to the restroom.
11:32He stood in the drafty stairwell with his collar open.
11:35A cigarette hung between his fingers.
11:37I stepped onto the landing and flicked my lighter.
11:40Knox bent just enough to light the cigarette from my hand.
11:44Smoke curled past his mouth.
11:47Sutton, keep your distance.
11:52I closed the gap instead.
11:54My shoulder brushed his chest.
11:56We're far enough away.
11:58Or are you worried you can't control yourself?
12:00His fingers twitched.
12:01Ash dropped onto his pants.
12:03I caught his wrist and took the cigarette from him.
12:05I put it between my lips and breathed in.
12:08My eyes watered, but I did not let go.
12:12Knox took the cigarette back.
12:13He crushed it against the rail.
12:16His other hand caught my jaw.
12:20The kiss landed hard.
12:22All teeth and warning.
12:23My back hit the wall.
12:25His body prismy there.
12:26I gripped his shirt and did not push him away.
12:28When he stopped, both of us breathed through swollen mouths.
12:31His forehead pressed against mine.
12:33Sutton, you asked for this.
12:36Come home with me.
12:38The black SUV cut through downtown minutes later.
12:41Knox kept one hand locked around mine.
12:43Street lights slid across his knuckles at a red light.
12:46He turned toward my mouth.
12:48Last chance to back out.
12:50His thumb dragged over my wrist.
12:52I hooked my fingers through his.
12:55Coach, don't sell yourself short.
12:57You probably taste better than that lacrosse ball.
13:00I licked my lips.
13:02The light turned green before he answered.
13:04Knox hit the gas.
13:05The seat caught my shoulders.
13:07His SUV slid into the underground garage beneath a downtown loft.
13:12Knox's downtown loft opened into cold gray walls and bare floors.
13:17Knox pointed toward the kitchen wall.
13:20Water or soda?
13:22I leaned against the entry table.
13:24Wine.
13:25You have that, right?
13:27Knox turned toward the bedroom hall.
13:29Wait here.
13:29I crossed the living room while he changed.
13:31A closed laptop waited on the coffee table.
13:34I lifted the lid.
13:35The screen woke.
13:36A live dorm feed filled the display.
13:39That was my dorm room.
13:42My bed sat in the frame.
13:44My desk lamp glowed beside my books.
13:46My team jersey hung from the chair.
13:48The feed boxed in every private thing I owned.
13:51Knox stood behind me.
13:52He didn't grab a drink.
13:54His shirt hung open, buttons loose.
13:56It looked like he had gone to clean up.
13:57I kept one hand on the laptop lid.
14:02How long have you been spying on me, coach?
14:05Knox ran one hand through damp hair.
14:08He stepped around the coffee table.
14:10Why assume watching was all I wanted?
14:13He bent and pulled white athletic tape from under the table.
14:19His eyes dropped to my wrists.
14:23Hands.
14:24His order sounded different from practice.
14:26Everything else dropped away.
14:27I only held on to one thing.
14:29Knox wanted to play a game with me.
14:31I held out both hands.
14:33Coach Knox never taped players up, but he did it well.
14:36The tape touched my skin.
14:38Cool and tight.
14:39Knox rapped once.
14:40Then again.
14:41His thumbs tested the give.
14:43He tied a tight trainer's knot above my head.
14:45My arms stayed against the couch back.
14:48Blood still warmed my fingers.
14:50The tape would not slip.
14:51Our clothes hit the floor.
14:53His mouth moved down my stomach.
14:55Then he settled between my legs.
14:58I reached for his hair by instinct.
15:00The tape stopped me hard.
15:02My hips twisted instead.
15:04Knox held me down with one hand.
15:06His mouth stayed on me.
15:07His other hand moved lower.
15:09His fingers pushed inside me.
15:11Slow first.
15:13Then deep enough to my back lift.
15:16I pulled against the tape again.
15:18The couch frame knocked behind my wrists.
15:21Knox looked up without stopping.
15:24Too much?
15:26His lips were wet.
15:28Thumb pressed into my hip.
15:30Did it cut the tape shorter?
15:31I laughed through my teeth.
15:33Why?
15:34Worried you can't satisfy me, coach?
15:37Knox was not easy to provoke.
15:38I already knew that.
15:41He was better at making me pay for trying.
15:44I'm not moving again, Cole.
15:46You want it.
15:47You work for it.
15:49Are you kidding me?
15:50You've got me pinned down.
15:51How the hell am I supposed to move?
15:54Or beg me.
15:55Knox expected me to get embarrassed.
15:57Or fight him on it.
15:59I opened my mouth right away.
16:00Fuck me hard, coach.
16:03Just like you wrote in those posts.
16:05You had more ideas than athletic tape, didn't you?
16:08Knox did not reach for another toy.
16:09He pushed into me himself.
16:11He was too thick.
16:13I held my breath.
16:14And he kissed me open again.
16:17Damn it, he was good at this.
16:19Morning sun cut across Knox's bed.
16:21I shifted one inch and stopped.
16:23My lower back answered first.
16:24My wrists answered second.
16:26Athletic tape left red bands around both wrists.
16:29Purple shadows sat under the marks.
16:31The other side of the bed was already cold.
16:33I sat up with the sheet at my waist.
16:36A note waited on the nightstand.
16:39Don't be late for practice.
16:42By noon, I walked into the athletic center.
16:45Logan caught me outside the player's lounge.
16:47His hand closed around my elbow.
16:48Cole, stop.
16:49Something went live.
16:50He shoved his phone close.
16:51An anonymous campus app filled the screen.
16:54Blurry photos showed the stairwell, the SUV, and Knox's hand on me.
16:58I reached for the phone.
16:59Logan pulled it back fast.
17:01They're saying you hooked up with Knox.
17:07I stepped into the locker room with Logan beside me.
17:10Three freshmen stopped whippering.
17:12Their eyes dropped to my wrists.
17:13Then jumped away.
17:15Someone pointed at the lineup board.
17:16My name still sat on the first line.
17:19A scratched up winger tapped my locker.
17:21Funny how fast a guy learns hockey in college.
17:24Two benched forwards laughed too loud.
17:26One leaned against the stalls.
17:28No club years.
17:29No real system.
17:32Then Knox makes him untouchable.
17:35Logan stepped between us.
17:36Back off!
17:38The winger looked around at Logan's shoulder.
17:41Why?
17:42Compliance will ask the same thing.
17:44Did you start with a blowjob?
17:46How many times does Knox have to fuck you?
17:50Is that how you get a starting spot?
17:53A freshman pointed at the phone.
17:55Stairwell?
17:56SUV?
17:57Coach's place?
17:58How many places have you two fucked?
18:02The room laughed in pieces.
18:05The hookup rumor did not cut deep.
18:07The attack on my spot did.
18:10I started hockey out of spite, but three years was enough to make me love it.
18:15I was the team's ace.
18:17I never doubted that.
18:20I took Logan's phone and shut the screen off.
18:24Shut up, losers.
18:29You can't beat me on the ice.
18:32You can't beat me in bed either.
18:34Can you?
18:35Logan exhaled through his teeth.
18:37The freshmen stopped smiling.
18:39The two bench forwards looked away first.
18:41The rumor kept moving.
18:43By game day, everyone had heard it.
18:45No official complaint came down.
18:46The lineup board went up anyway.
18:48My name was gone from the first line.
18:50The winger who ran his mouth had my spot.
18:52He tapped his stick like the promotion proved him right.
18:55I sat at the bench edge and watched the opening shift through the cage.
18:59He lost the puck at the blue line.
19:01Next shift, he missed a breakout pass.
19:04The other team turned both mistakes into pressure.
19:07The scoreboard changed before our bench settled.
19:09One goal, then another.
19:11The crowd noise shifted from buzz to roar.
19:13Shoot the fucking puck!
19:16What the fuck are you doing?
19:18Get your shit together!
19:20Together!
19:21Open your fucking eyes, ref!
19:23That was fucking pathetic!
19:26Knox stood behind us with his arms folded.
19:28His face got tighter after every blown coverage.
19:31Another puck was rang off our post.
19:33The crowd groaned.
19:34Knox finally turned his head.
19:35Sudden.
19:36Knox pointed toward the boards.
19:38Change.
19:39My stick came off the rack.
19:40Every helmet turned with me.
19:42The replacement stayed frozen near the gate.
19:45Logan's mouth opened, then shut again.
19:48I stepped to the boards.
19:50Knox walked straight at me in front of everyone.
19:53His hand rose to the edge of my helmet.
19:55His fingers braced to the back of my neck.
19:57He put down and kissed my helmet.
19:59The bench lost all sound.
20:01The rows behind us went quiet.
20:03Knox leaned close to my ear.
20:04You're great in bed.
20:05Same on the ice.
20:06Give me the wind.
20:08Prove why I trust you.
20:09I looked straight at him.
20:10Keep talking like that and I'll drop my helmet.
20:12Kiss you right here.
20:13Knox's thumb pressed once under my helmet.
20:15Not now.
20:16His voice dropped lower.
20:18Win first.
20:18I swung one leg over the boards.
20:20My first shift changed the ice.
20:22The crowd took a second to catch up.
20:24Then they saw it.
20:25I won a puck off the boards.
20:27I blew past the first defender.
20:28I pulled the second one with me, then put the puck right on Atla Logan's tape.
20:33Logan buried it.
20:34The bench slammed the boards.
20:36Logan was the first one yelling my name.
20:40The crowd changed with him.
20:41The boos thinned out.
20:43Then, they turned into cheers.
20:44The announcer changed tone before the replay ended.
20:48Look at that red by Cole.
20:49That's not just speed.
20:50That's hockey IQ.
20:52Next shift, I cut off a pass on the back check.
20:54I turned it the other way before their winger could blink.
20:56I took the middle of the ice and made everyone move at my pace.
21:01He's controlling the neutral zone now.
21:03The announcer said, speed, hands, instinct.
21:07And look at the two-way work.
21:09He's not cheating for offense.
21:10He's reading everything.
21:12The bench felt it too.
21:13The guys who doubted me started tapping their blacks.
21:16Then they were pounding the boards.
21:18Cole!
21:18Cole!
21:19The arena picked it up.
21:21I didn't score every goal, but I tilted the ice.
21:24I found lanes.
21:25The game flipped.
21:26The announcer sounded almost stunned now.
21:29You have to remember, Cole barely had real ice time before college.
21:33Almost no system.
21:35No real hockey background.
21:37Coach Knox found him before anyone else did.
21:40And now look at him.
21:41The read.
21:42The nerve.
21:43The hands under pressure.
21:44This is rare.
21:45By the final minutes, the crowd was on its feet.
21:48Every touch got louder.
21:50I took one last shift and locked down the middle.
21:53The horn sounded.
21:54We won in a roar.
21:56And this time, when they chanted my name, no one was laughing.
21:59Players spilled over the boards and surrounded me.
22:02Gloves smacked my helmet from every side.
22:05Logan got there first and grabbed my cage.
22:07That's first-line hockey!
22:09The replacement winger stood on the bench rail.
22:11His stick hung loose in one hand.
22:13He said nothing while the crowd chanted my name.
22:15The boos from warm-ups were gone.
22:17The lower bowl was on its feet.
22:19Knox only watched the scoreboard.
22:21Then me.
22:21The wind sat between us like evidence.
22:23Everyone could see he picked right.
22:25I moved through the crowd and stopped in front of him.
22:28I took off my cage.
22:30Good eye.
22:32I'm here to prove it, right?
22:33I said proud.
22:34He gave it right back.
22:35Keep talking like that, and I'll fuck you right here.
22:40Three months later, my name stayed locked on the first line.
22:43The campus rumor turned into a joke everyone knew.
22:47Nobody said it near Knox.
22:48My gear started living in his downtown loft.
22:51Days almost felt normal.
22:53Knox studied game tape at the table.
22:55I ran drills on the screen, then beat Logan online between meals.
22:59By night, the whole apartment was ours to fuck in.
23:02Knox was brutal on the ice.
23:04He was brutal in bed, too.
23:06I might talk back during a game.
23:07But when his hands were tight on my waist, and he was pounding into me without holding
23:11back, all I wanted was for him to go harder.
23:14One evening, Knox left his laptop on the coffee table.
23:18He walked toward the shower.
23:20Water started behind the bathroom door.
23:22I sat on the floor beside the table.
23:24My fingers opened the old laptop.
23:26The hidden archive loaded.
23:28A observation log opened in a dark window.
23:30The newest entry sat on top.
23:32One line filled the page.
23:33I finally caught him.
23:34I scrolled past the entry.
23:36A folder with no name sat under the latest archive.
23:39Its icon had no preview, no label, and no date.
23:43I opened the folder.
23:44Under the shower, Knox was naked in the steam.
23:47I turned the laptop screen toward him.
23:49You've been planning to get me.
23:50He didn't deny it.
23:52I stepped into the shower.
23:53Hot water soaked through my clothes.
23:55You posted that rumor!
23:57The one saying I fucked my way onto the first line!
24:00You bet your whole career on it!
24:02You used the rumor to tie me to you.
24:06I pointed at the files on the screen.
24:09You posted the photos too.
24:10Of course you had them.
24:11You've been watching me this whole time.
24:13My voice dropped.
24:14And the spiked drink.
24:15That was you too.
24:16What were you thinking?
24:17That I'd come straight to you?
24:19That I'd beg you to fuck it out of me?
24:21He finally spoke.
24:23I wanted all your information.
24:25What?
24:25Height.
24:27Weight.
24:28Shot side.
24:29Fitness level.
24:31Injuries.
24:32Training limits.
24:33Allergies.
24:35Sounds like a reliable coach.
24:36He kept going.
24:38I also wanted to see every inch of your skin.
24:40Your cock.
24:42Your face when you come.
24:44Whose name you say.
24:46I wanted to know everything.
24:48I took a deep breath.
24:50Then I tossed the laptop out of the bathroom.
24:52I stepped closer.
24:53Hot water ran over me.
24:55I rose onto my toes and hooked at my arms around Nock's neck.
24:59I pulled him down and kissed him.
25:01He got hard.
25:05You're a damn sexy pervert.
25:06I said against his mouth.
25:12So tell me coach.
25:14What does a pervert do now?
25:16Nock's answered like it was practice.
25:18He locks you downstairs.
25:20Basement.
25:21Locked.
25:21No audience.
25:23I tilted my head and looked him over.
25:24How big is it?
25:26Furnished?
25:27Wi-Fi?
25:28Private bathroom?
25:29Good soundproof?
25:30He pinsed me there and lowered his voice.
25:32Sutton.
25:33You think I won't?
25:34I started stroking his cock.
25:37My other hand hooked around his hip.
25:39His kiss hit hard enough to bruise.
25:42My shirt twisted open under his hands.
25:45We fucked in the shower.
25:46Years of training paid off.
25:48My coach couldn't break me.
25:50He only made us both more desperate.
25:53Afterward, we went back to bed.
25:54My legs stayed around him.
25:56His forehead rested against mine.
25:58Our breathing slowed against the damp sheets.
26:00Nock's cupped my face in both hands.
26:01Do you want cuffs or a ring?
26:04I held his wrist.
26:06Both, coach.
26:09Three years later, I was playing pro hockey.
26:12Nock's followed as my player development and performance coach.
26:14The league called us a perfect machine.
26:16Fans saw a star forward and the coach who built him.
26:19Trainers saw the rest.
26:21They looked at our data and stopped asking questions.
26:23My whoop never left my wrist.
26:25It tracked sleep, strain, and recovery.
26:28My practice vest carried a GPS pod between my shoulder blades.
26:31My equipment bag had a tracker hidden under the tape rolls.
26:34Nock's knew when it left the rink, the hotel, or his car.
26:37The system looked professional from the outside.
26:39Recovery plans, travel safety, load management.
26:43Every label sounded clean enough for staff meetings.
26:45People inside the room knew what it really was.
26:47His control moved from scandal to schedule.
26:50It moved from rumor to data.
26:53It reached my whole career.
26:54I sat on the edge of our bed and opened the drawer.
26:57A new a-whoop band sat inside, sealed in black packaging.
27:01I fastened it around Nock's wrist.
27:04Nock's didn't understand the gift, but he understood soon enough.
27:09When we kissed in the film room, his heart rate hit 85 BPM.
27:13That meant he was just turned on.
27:15If someone tried the locked door right then, it jumped to 92.
27:19And when I sat on him in the locker room and took his cock inside me, it reached 110.
27:22That night, Nock's gave his verdict in bed.
27:26You've changed what I know about you, Cole.
27:28In a coach's eyes, you are one complete asshole of a player.
27:32Thanks.
27:33You taught me something too.
27:35What?
27:40This can beat for me.
27:41I kissed his bare chest.
27:43He stroked my hair.
27:44It always will.
27:47The locker lounge got loud when the new transfer arrived.
27:49He was fast, skilled, and built for my side of the ice.
27:53By the second week, the room called him Little Cole.
27:56Same position, same quick hands, same habit of cutting through traffic.
28:00Nock's watched him during drills.
28:02Because that was Nock's job.
28:03He corrected the kid's edge work twice.
28:06He rewound his clips after practice.
28:08The transfer took every correction as a private signal.
28:11He leaned back on the couch.
28:12Three guys crowded around him.
28:14He pointed toward the film room.
28:15His smile got wider.
28:17Coach Nock sees something.
28:19Maybe I move up depth of chart faster than expected.
28:21One teammate laughed.
28:23Move up where?
28:24You and Sutton are fighting for the same first line spot.
28:27The transfer looks towards the rink door.
28:29I'm not just taking his spot on the ice.
28:31The couch group started to cheer.
28:33Then he kept going.
28:35Maybe I'm taking his man too.
28:37The noise dropped fast.
28:39A water bottle stopped halfway to someone's mouth.
28:42Two players looked toward the hall.
28:44I stood by the vending machine.
28:45My arms were crossed.
28:47That was not normal trash talk.
28:48The transfer kept smiling like he had won the room.
28:52That afternoon, the rookie got tested in practice scrimmage.
28:59I stood at the boards with my gloves off.
29:02Knox watched from strength center ice.
29:05The kid started fast and messy.
29:07He chased every puck.
29:09His shifts got longer.
29:11His edges got worse.
29:13One battle turned ugly near the wall.
29:16He reached too far and lost his stick.
29:18The shaft spun loose above the ice.
29:22It flew toward the bench lane.
29:24Toward me!
29:25Knox moved before anyone shouted.
29:27His hand locked around my jersey.
29:29He yanked me behind him and turned his shoulder.
29:31The stick cracked against his forearm.
29:33I grabbed Knox's arm before he could hide it.
29:36Red rose under the sleeve.
29:37His fingers flexed once.
29:39Then curled shut.
29:42The rookie froze near the face-off dot.
29:45His mouth opened under the cage.
29:48Knox looked past me, at the kid.
29:50The rookie wanted to rush over and explain, but he made a worse mistake.
29:56The ice beat him.
29:58He went down hard.
30:00His teammates skate in to help.
30:03They heard him mutter, wrecked and breathless.
30:08I'm fucked.
30:11Everything was fucked.
30:13Knox finally looked down at me.
30:15His arm was already swelling.
30:17You good?
30:18Don't steal my line, coach.
30:20Didn't you always say this?
30:22If your brain needs fixing, I've got a stick right here.
30:25He was the one hurt, but he held me tight.
30:29His heartbeat was loud than ever.
30:31I didn't need his whoop data to know it.
30:37Knox went to the training room.
30:39Thirty minutes passed.
30:41I waited by the training room.
30:43Knox came back out.
30:45He looked fine.
30:46He walked straight into me.
30:48He dropped his face into my neck.
30:51Handled.
30:52I rubbed water from his hair.
30:54I already handled it.
30:55Little Act Cole cried and apologized to me earlier.
30:58I forgave him.
30:59I was generous.
31:00I was a rookie once too, and I knew one thing.
31:02I would always be the best.
31:04No one could replace me.
31:06At the loft, we went straight to the study.
31:09Knox pressed a panel behind the shelves.
31:12A narrow door opened without a sound.
31:14The basement from his old thread was real now.
31:16It was not built to keep me in.
31:19It was built to keep us both inside.
31:21Shelves lined all four walls.
31:23Trophies and medals filled them.
31:25We won them together.
31:26The media caught us with the cup.
31:28Knox and I had our arms around each other.
31:30We looked untouchable.
31:33Knox opened a drawer under the center wall.
31:36He took out a black box and flipped the lid.
31:39Inside the box, silver handcuffs caught the room lights.
31:43Knox lifted them by one ring.
31:45The metal swung between us.
31:48He looked at the photo wall, then at me.
31:53Who's turn tonight?
31:55The rule was simple.
31:56We flipped a coin.
31:58Heads meant Knox locked me.
31:59Tails meant I locked him.
32:01The locked one stayed in this room for 12 hours.
32:03The other gave every order.
32:04The game was dangerous because we both said yes.
32:07I took the coin from the drawer.
32:08I tossed it high and let it fall.
32:10It landed on the thick carpet.
32:12Heads faced up.
32:14Knox smiled and picked up the cuffs.
32:16The first ring closed around my wrist.
32:18The click echoed off the photo wall.
32:22Sutton, you're mine tonight.
32:24His thumb checked the space under the metal.
32:26I held out my other hand before he asked.
32:29But he didn't cuff my other hand.
32:31Knox took out a ring.
32:33He slid it onto my ring finger with care.
32:35By the rules, I didn't get to say no.
32:38I wouldn't have said no anyway.
32:40He kept his promise and gave me both.
32:42The cuffs and the ring.
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