Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 86878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
A shiver skates down my spine, and the mood shatters. As much as I want to make myself believe it was nothing, I can’t.
I’m a little freaked out.
“What’s wrong, Tink?”
It’s tempting to confide my fears about Nathan, but I have no idea if I’m overreacting. I took two shots and am on sensory overload. It’s not difficult in a place like this.
His hand falls away from my breast as I twist in his arms. “Would you mind if we get out of here? I’m ready to head home.”
One side of his mouth hitches. “That works because I’m more than ready to take you there.”
25
Hayes
It doesn’t take long before I’m pulling into the parking lot of Ava’s building and cutting the engine. I glance at her, only to find her steady gaze already pinned to me. Even in the darkness, it feels like I could drown in her fathomless blue depths. She studies me, making me feel like she’s seeing way more than I’m comfortable with. More than what I project to the outside world. Even my teammates, who I consider more like brothers, don’t know the finer details of my life.
“Are you going to come up?”
I hesitate, turning the question over in my head.
I’ve never been the good guy.
But for her, that’s exactly who I want to be.
“Is that what you want?”
Her gaze drops to my mouth as she angles her body toward mine before pressing closer. The moment our lips brush, electricity hums through every cell of my being. It makes me feel more alive than anything else ever has.
Including hockey.
Nothing has ever been able to give me the same rush.
“Does that answer the question?”
I can’t resist the smirk that lifts my lips. “I think it does.”
With that, we exit my beat-up truck. As much as I’m dying to lay my hands on her, I remind myself to let her set the pace.
Those thoughts swirl through my head as we meet at the front of the vehicle before walking to the entrance of the building. Unable to stand the distance that separates us, I slip my arm around her waist and tug her close. I love the feel of her slender form pressed against me. The way we fit together perfectly.
It’s a jarring thought.
I don’t understand how this girl has come to mean so much to me in such a short period of time. It doesn’t make sense.
We step inside the elevator. As soon as the doors close, her arms tangle around my neck, and she draws my mouth to hers. There’s the stroke of tongues and the scrape of teeth. It’s like going from zero to sixty in two seconds flat. Need spirals through me, setting fire to everything in its path until I’m consumed by it.
By her.
She presses me against the wall as the car rises through the building.
When I can’t stand another second, I spin her around until I’m able to cage in her smaller body. As soon as my hand shoots out to slam the emergency stop button on the panel, the elevator jerks to a halt.
My mouth coasts over hers before sliding to her jawline and nipping the point of her chin. And then I’m moving along the delicate column of her throat. I lick the pulse that flutters beneath the fragile skin. My hands rise to cup her breasts, squeezing the rounded softness before pinching her nipples through the fabric of her dress. It doesn’t take long before they stiffen right up. Unable to resist, I lean down and bite one and then the other until a moan escapes from her, and she’s shifting against me. Her fingers tunnel through my hair, as if to lock me in place.
It’s totally unnecessary.
There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than here with her, giving her as much pleasure as she’s willing to take.
I drop to my knees and stare up into her face.
Fuck, but she’s so beautiful with her hair mussed and cheeks flushed.
She looks wild and free.
I love it.
Love that I’ve been able to tease out this side of her.
I play with her breasts, all the while staring into her eyes. There’s something sexy about being on my knees in front of her. Our gazes hold as my fingers fall to the hem of her short dress before gathering up the material and lifting it until her light-blue panties come into view. The cotton is damp with arousal. I bury my nose against the V between her thighs and inhale until her scent floods me.
Fuck.
She smells so damn good.
I’m desperate for a taste of her.
“Don’t stop,” she whispers. Her voice is low and husky, vibrating with need.
“Wasn’t planning on it.” I nip at her mound before drawing away. “Hold your dress up for me, baby girl.”
She doesn’t need to be told twice. Her fingers grip the silky material.