Brady Tkachuk Imagine
Y/N POV:
This house party is too much for my introverted self. I always feel like I’m in the shadows while all the other girls get all the hot guys. I really only go to stare at them and have a few drinks with my girls. Tonight, they’re really getting fucked up and already flirting with a few guys from the Sens team. I do a quick scan of the room, and that’s when I spot him. The one fucking guy I can’t stand. Him and his brother, they are so dirty on the ice and it’s disgusting. We make eye contact from across the room and I quickly break it. I really can’t help but notice he looks so hot in his breakaway jersey and black pants. He’s so intimidating and sexy, even though I don’t like him. From the corner of my eye I see him whispering something to his teammate Tim Stutzle, and Tim smirks before taking a sip of his beer and darting his eyes in my direction. I feel my cheeks get hot and quickly glance away, I really need to get out of this room for a breather.
Brady’s POV:
I can’t help but notice her.. she’s beautiful, and she keeps staring right back at me. I know I get a bad rep , I’m not the nicest guy in the league. Fucking dudes up in a favorite past time, even though I could really learn to try to stay out of the damn box because the guys really need me on the ice.
I watch her lift the beer up to her lips and sip. Her mouth is so pouty and perfect, and she looks like she feels uneasy even being here. I watch as she walks off, checking out her perfect ass as she does in that tight dress. I can’t help myself. I put my beer down and tell Tim I’ll be back.
I find her in the guest room scrolling through her phone. I walk in and she looks like a deer caught in headlights with the way she looks at me. I really do love shocking the bitches, it really gets me off.
I smile and say, “Party too much for you?”
Y/N POV:
What the fuck is he doing here. I literally came in here to escape him, because I couldn’t stop checking him out and I hate it. Seriously, what is wrong with me.
“What are you doing here?” i say when I finally find my voice, and it sounds icy and dripping with hate.
“I think it’s more like what are you doing here, you don’t really look like you’re enjoying yourself.” He says with a smirk.
That fucking devilish SMIRK. I’m secretly obsessed with it and I hate it. There goes the butterflies in my stomach again and I feel my cheeks burn hot.
“ I uh, I don’t really like parties.” I say with a sigh.
He moves closer and sits next to me on the bed. His leg brushes mine, and I’m really trying not to die inside.
“I can tell. But I can also tell you like me” he laughs as he brushes my hair out of my face and stares into my eyes.
“No I don—“ Before I can finish, his lips crash onto mine.
Brady’s POV:
She tastes so sweet. God, I love it when they melt for me. There was a slight resistance from her, but as my tongue slides between her lips she basically becomes my puppet. I grab the back of her hair and pull her closer to me as I kiss her hard. Aggressive is my style, I really don’t know any other way of life.
I lean her back on the bed, feeling her body beneath mine as I press against her. She isn’t even trying to resist me now. She wants it, she just doesn’t want to admit it.
She starts whimpering in my mouth as I run my tongue across her lips. I move my way up her neck, planting small kisses until I reach her ear. “ You want to hate me, but you can’t. You couldn’t even stop staring at me, and now you’re like jelly beneath me. All I had to do was touch you. Now, I’m gonna fuck the denial right out of you” I whisper in her ear and bite down on her earlobe gently.
Y/N POV:
Fuck, he feels so amazing on top of me. His strong, masculine body is pinning me down to this bed and I can’t help but give in to him. He’s a fighter on the ice, but really all I want is for him to destroy me instead. His words in my ear have me so wet, and I need him. I can’t hold back anymore.
“Please fuck me” I whimper.
He smiles, as he reaches underneath my dress and graze his fingers over my thong that is now soaked.
“Well would you look at that, so wet for me already. Weird, considering you hate me” he says as he slides my thong down my legs.
I can feel my legs trembling, because I really am in shock this is even happening. I’ve never been a puck bunny, I’ve never even had a chance with a hockey player.
He slides his hands up my legs til he reaches my pussy, then slips one finger deep inside me, followed by another. I let out a tortured gasp, as he curves his fingers upward, finger fucking me so good. I’m about to cum all over his fingers, when he stops and flashes me his wicked grin. "Not yet, baby. I want you to cum when you’re wrapped around my dick instead”.
Brady’s POV:
I can’t get my pants off fast enough. She has me rock hard, and I need to be inside of her. I quickly climb on top of her and put her legs on my shoulders, looking into her eyes as I slam inside her hard with one quick thrust. Fuck, she’s so tight around my dick. She moans loudly as she grabs onto both my arms, feeling my biceps flex as I pound into her. I bend down and kiss her hard as goes insane, as I fuck her like crazy. I can feel her start to lose control. “ I’m gonna-gonna-cu” she whimpers, but she can’t finish because I quickly grab her throat and squeeze, watching her face turn red as I ravage her tight pussy and choke her. “What’s that? What were you trying to say?” I laugh as I pound her even harder. “ I bet it was something like- “ I hate Brady Tkachuk so much and I like pretending I don’t want his cock balls deep inside me” I say with a laugh as I taunt her. She loses it completely, and I feel her grip my dick hard, as she explodes all over me. I fuck her even faster now, and I can feel I’m getting close. “I’m gonna fill you up so fucking good. You ready to be my number one fan, baby?” I grunt as I listen to the sounds of our bodies ravaging one another. I feel her juices running down my balls and I can’t hold it back any longer. With one final thrust, I bury myself so fucking deep and let go inside of her.
Y/N POV:
I stare into his eyes as he explodes inside of me. I think I’m in love with him now. His load feels so warm inside of me and I don’t even care that I’m not on birth control. I want Brady to ruin my life. I’m lost in a trance as he collapses on me, kissing me slowly and gently as we both come down from the high. What the actual fuck just happened?
*1 month later*
I stand front row at the Sens game and watch him as he’s punching his opponent in the face. I can’t help but smile. That’s my Brady. The man that I went from despising to falling head over heels. I reach down and rest my hands on the small bump in my belly. He’s going to make such a great father to baby Tkachuk.
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