Body Check – A Spicy Hockey Rom-Com Read Online Elle Kennedy

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, New Adult, Sports Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
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“Keep your arms just like that,” she ordered, drifting toward the walk-in closet. She grabbed what she needed from the top drawer of the built-in dresser and sauntered over to the bed.

Brody looked at the sheer pantyhose in her hands and grinned. “No fuzzy pink handcuffs?”

“Sorry, I left them in California.”

“Damn.”

Laughing, she looped the pantyhose around his wrists, brushing her fingers over the calluses on his palm. His hands were so strong, fingers long and tapered.

“Gentle,” he warned when she lifted his arms over his head. He nodded to his left side. “Ribs are still sore from last night.”

Her gaze lowered. She didn’t see any bruising, but she noted the way he winced when she lightly pressed her palm to his rib cage. “Should we stop?” she fretted.

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

A smile tickled her lips. “You sure?”

“Positive. Keep going, baby.”

A thrill shot through her as she tied those sturdy hands to the headboard. That he let her do it, without moving, without complaining, only deepened the thrill.

She liked it, this feeling of control, something she’d never really felt in the bedroom before. She was all about control when it came to her life, her job, her goals. But sex? Not so much.

With Brody, she was discovering a part of herself she’d denied for a long time. That first night when she’d propositioned him. Then letting him touch her in a public bar. Now tying him to her bed…

How the hell had he managed to unleash this side of her?

“So what now?” he said hoarsely. “How does this bondage fantasy of yours play out?”

“Well, the fantasy includes some payback, actually.” She made sure his hands were secure, then straddled him, still fully clothed. “You tortured me last week, Brody.”

“You seemed to enjoy it.”

“But you enjoyed it, too, didn’t you? You loved having that control over me, driving me wild with your fingers and knowing I wasn’t going to fight it.” She arched one eyebrow. “It’s my turn.”

He tested the bindings. The headboard shook. “I could easily get out of this position, you know.”

“But you won’t.”

“You sound sure of that.”

She bent down and pressed a kiss to his jaw, then licked her way to his earlobe and bit it. He shuddered, his cock jutting against her pelvis.

“You’re dying for it,” she mocked.

A crooked smile stretched across his mouth. “Do people out on the west coast know how evil you are?”

“They don’t have a clue,” she said with a self-deprecating sigh.

He laughed. The desire and awe dancing in his eyes sent a wave of confidence rushing through her. Brody made her feel like she could do anything she wanted, be anyone she wanted, confess to any naughty longing she wanted, and he wouldn’t judge her.

“Well, it’s your turn,” Brody reminded her. “Let’s see what you’ve got. I warn you, I don’t lose control easily.”

“We’ll see about that.”

She pressed both palms to his chest, relishing the hard feel of him, running her fingers through the light sprinkling of hair covering his golden skin. Dipping her head, she traced his collarbone with her tongue.

He chuckled. “You can do better than that.”

She narrowed her eyes. Was he really convinced he could stay in control? Arrogant man. She’d just have to show him.

Not rising to his bait, she bent down and covered one flat nipple with her mouth.

He drew in a breath.

She ran her tongue down his chest, scraping her nails along his skin. He tasted like heaven—spicy and masculine—and the hair leading to his groin tickled her lips as she kissed her way south. Her mouth finally reached his erection, but she made no move to wrap her lips around it. Instead, she gently flicked her tongue against his tip then blew a stream of air over the moisture she’d left there.

Brody jerked and let out a soft curse.

“Everything okay?” she asked politely, lifting her head in time to see the arousal creasing his rugged features.

“Is that all you’ve got?” he groaned.

“Nope.” She licked her lips and sent him a heavy-lidded look. “I’m just getting started.”

Oh, boy, there was nothing more empowering than driving a man like Brody Croft into sheer and total orgasmic oblivion. Flames of satisfaction licked through Hayden’s body as she circled the tip of his cock with her tongue, savoring the taste of him.

Curling her fingers around his shaft, she licked him again, then sucked him into her mouth, trying not to smile when he released a low moan of pleasure. God, why hadn’t she done this before? She wanted to berate herself for everything she’d been missing.

In the back of her mind a little voice suggested that maybe she’d never shared this fantasy because she hadn’t found the right man to do it with, but she forced the voice and its unsettling implications out of her brain. No more thinking. She didn’t want to analyze anything about this.


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