four.

"This was too easy," Mandy said with a smirk, taking off Taylor's shirt and smiling at the defined abs and chiseled body beneath, "Mmm, I like." Her mouth pressed against his, Mandy let him lead her to the bed.

"I can't believe this is happening," Taylor said, pulling Mandy's shirt over her head.

"No, you can," Mandy replied, pushing him down on the bed, climbing on top and busying herself with his pants, "Now, show me what you've got..."

Taylor watched her intently as she took off his pants, followed by his socks, and focused on the bulge in his grey boxers. Mandy teased him, running the palm of her hand up and down, sending him into spasms.

"Aggggggh! Come on, don't do that..."

"No?" Mandy gave him a puppy-dog face, "Should I do this instead?" With one slick move she removed his boxers, letting him spring into view. Taylor thought he was going to come just by watching her undress him. She shook her hips, letting the sweatpants fall to the ground...revealing she wore no underwear.

Mandy crawled around on the bed, settling herself on top of him, "You want something?" The desire in Taylor's eyes was so blatantly obvious it almost made her laugh.

"Yes. Please. Now."

Knowing how good she was, Mandy didn't have to listen to Taylor's sad attempts at controlling his moaning to know she was doing well. Gently at first, she took him, and then after handling him roughly for a good five minutes, he stopped her.

"Mandy, I'm dangerously close, and if you keep doing that..."

"Fine, fine," she shrugged, "On to the fun stuff."

To her surprise, Taylor grabbed her and pulled her up to him, pushing her down. Hastily he spread her legs, "My turn." Before she could reply he buried his face in between them.

"Tayloorrrrrrr..." Mandy moaned, her hands gripping the sheets. He was only the first guy she'd encountered who knew how to please a girl orally. It took a true gentleman to return the favor.

His strong hands pulled her closer to his face while he devoured her, making Mandy squirm. Blissful as it was, he was torturing her-- the longer he did this, the closer to climax she got, and the closer she got to that, the more she wanted him.

"Taylor, please," Mandy begged, "I need you, all of you, inside me, now..."

Happy to oblige, Taylor stopped and crawled on top of her, "You sure about that?"

"I'm positive," Mandy said with a grin, "Come on, now. Is that all you got?"

Taylor started kissing her down her neck, chest and all the way back. Mandy laid herself down, letting him part her thighs gently, eager to feel the familiar feeling of a man entering her.

He wasn't big, but he wasn't small, either. Mandy sighed happily as he sunk within her; something she hadn't felt in a long time. Taylor started slow, which she didn't like. Persistent, she grabbed a hold of his hips and forced him to quicken the pace. Taylor grinned, throwing back his head as the sensations increased for him. But she still wasn't satisfied.

"Faster," she ordered, and he obeyed. Mandy's eyes squeezed shut as a hot wave of pleasure rushed over her. She begged him not to stop, and he promised not to. They were starting to sweat now.

"Harder," she whispered, and yet again Taylor did as he was told. He smirked, paused to grab ahold on her legs and putting them over his shoulders, thus letting him get deeper inside of her.

"FFFFFUCK!" Mandy shrieked as he kept going. Taylor started moaning, in spite of himself, as his own climax was starting to build up. He felt down on top of her; his skin pressed against her, her breasts pressing against his bare chest. They were sticking together with the heat, the bed was on fire for all they knew.

"Taaylorr, I'm gonna, I'm gonna..." Mandy cried out, her hands clawing his back, "OH GOD!"

One powerful thrust sent them both over the edge. Mandy tightened around him, which only made his climax all the more satisfying. Taylor felt his entire body being engulfed as he came hard; he trembled as they rode it out.

Mandy was completely exhausted as he pulled out slowly and collapsed next to her. It took several seconds for her breathing to return to normal. She looked at Taylor, who was doing the same thing. Neither could believe what had just happened.

---

"And I have to admit, the guy was good, better than I expected."

Roxanne's eyes grew wide, "So no faking it?"

Mandy grinned, "Not. At. All."

"Uggh, you're so lucky!" Roxy threw her hands in the air, "I wish I was you!" She paused, looking around the room, "Just between us girls, I'd totally screw Anton Lander. Got up close to him this morning when his swipe card wasn't working. He smells amazing..."

Mandy laughed, "Well, as long as it's between us, there's a few of 'em I would, not to sound like a slut." She snorted. "I sound like a slut."

"You're at least getting some," Roxanne sighed, taking out the cleaner for the medical table, "My baby maker has cobwebs..." She laughed.

"It hasn't been that long, has it? I mean, these guys would be stupid if they didn't want a piece of you."

"Thanks girl," Roxy said with a grin, "But we're not here for that, remember?

"Amanda!" Bruce's voice cracked through the air, "Gatorade. Now." Mandy rolled her eyes and followed her boss as he passed by, leaving Roxanne to clean by herself.

Roxy wished she had half the courage Mandy did. Her body swelled and turned to mush whenever Lander was around, whereas Mandy was able to walk right up to Taylor and in a towel, no less! Roxy felt herself shrinking into a tiny little quiet nothing.

The boys in the locker room were having a conversation of their own. Penner was on his way out as Taylor was on his way in, cheeky as he high-fived Jordan.

"There's the man!"

"Yeah, yeah, no big deal." Taylor said smugly, going to his stall.

"What happened?" Lander asked.

"He nailed the intern!" Jordan exclaimed. Taylor smirked.

Magnus dropped his left shinpad, "Which one?"

Taylor grinned, "Mandy."

Jordan seemed to worship Taylor at this point, "Man, how WAS she?"

"It was hot, let me tell you, that girl is a freak!"

"Dude, I'm so jealous. Did she suck it too?"

"She sucked AND-"

Magnus threw his shinpad at the other side of the room and stormed over to pick it up. He looked down at the floor as he walked back, sitting down haughtily. The other three frowned at him with concern.

"Whoa, what's wrong?" Lander asked.

"Nothing," Magnus said, giving up and walking out, "Nothing at all."

Lander turned to Taylor, "I think you beat him to it."

Jordan shrugged, "No shit. But what's he care? He's got whats-her-face's pussy." He paused. "Which has probably been handed out to several other guys."

"I wouldn't go that far," Lander said, "I mean, no offence to him, but Geraldine isn't the brightest bulb."

"Agreed," Jordan said with a nod, "So, are you and here together now or what?"

Taylor shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, we didn't talk about it." He smirked. "But if she wants to go another round I'm up for it."

The rest of the day at the camp was spent doing the usual- the girls cleaned things up and kept the boys hydrated; the boys worked to the best of their efforts to get noticed. It didn't help that people were crowded in the arena as though it was a regular-season game; it only made them more nervous.

Taylor played fantastically. He seemed to glow from his performance the night before; he puffed up his chest a little more than usual.

Jordan was also doing well, but kept sneaking glances at Petra, who promptly gave him the finger on several occasions.

Magnus did his best to ignore Geraldine, who was trying to get his attention the entire practice, and to free his mind of any thoughts of the attractive intern sleeping with his teammate.

Roxy stared at Lander like a hungry lion would a carcass. He skated so swiftly; his body just seemed to glide. Every time he looked her way she made herself look busy. She felt her face get hot as she blushed. Just before the practice ended, Lander walked past her and patted her on the back (he said something along the lines of 'You're doing great,' but she couldn't even think, given her body was turning to jelly just by his touch).

"You can stop staring," Petra's voice penetrated through her thoughts, "He'd never go for a little pipsqueak like you." Roxy's heart sank as Petra pushed her aside and walked up to Lander, giving him a full-on kiss.

It was at that point she reached her boiling point.

Why stand there and feel sorry for herself?

Mandy had said that any of the guys would love a piece of her.

So what if he had a girlfriend? She was a total bitch and probably deserved to be cheated on for all Roxanne cared. And this girl was consistently degrading people just for her own benefit.

Gripping her hands into fists, Roxanne decided that tomorrow would be the day. As Mandy brushed past her to finish putting away the smelly practice jerseys, Roxy reached for her friend's hand and pulled her aside. Her eyes were wild.

"I need your help," she said promptly, "I need you to get Petra away from the medical room tomorrow."

"What?" Mandy frowned, "Why?"

"Because," Roxy's voice went low, "I'm going to fuck Anton Lander."