Calling the Play (The New York Nighthawks #12) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love, Novella, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The New York Nighthawks Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
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“Fuck, lass, I’m coming. I’m gonna fill you so fucking good,” he moaned, pushing deeper into me so I could practically feel him in my womb.

He stilled, warm spurts filling me before he circled his cock as he pushed himself deeper than I could have imagined.

“That’s it, take all of me. Show me that you’re mine,” he growled.

I clenched hard around him, milking every last drop before I collapsed onto the bed, and he followed suit, his sweaty head on my chest before he laid a trail of kisses along my collarbone.

“You’re amazing, baby,” he breathed.

“So are you.”

I don’t know how long we stayed together like that. If I fell asleep or just drifted off daydreaming of our future. But at that moment, I knew I was exactly where I belonged. And I never wanted to leave.

10

COLE

Lorna sighed as she climbed out of bed, and I raised my head to peer at the clock on her nightstand. Then I frowned when I saw it was just after seven in the morning.

“Unless you’re headed to the shower and I’m invited, get your sexy ass back in this bed, lass,” I grunted, lying back down.

“I would, but if you get in the shower with me, I’ll be late, and you know it.”

I grinned, completely unrepentant. A quick fuck was hot as hell, but I did love to take my time exploring her incredible body and taking her to the height of pleasure. “Complaining?” I teased.

“Absolutely not,” she scoffed. “But I don’t want to be late for work, and the trains will be packed at this time of the morning. I wish the commute wasn’t such a pain in the butt.”

“Do you want me to drive you to work?” I offered. I didn’t have to be at the stadium until noon, and I was happy to spend any time with her that I could get. Especially since I’d gotten used to having her full attention when she’d been on vacation last week. Although I’d been busy with my own job, the past few days had sucked since she’d returned to work.

“That’s silly,” she huffed as she dug through her bag and pulled out a clean bra and panties. “Driving me all the way to the city just to turn around and come back home?”

The corners of my lips tipped up at her turn of phrase. “I like hearing you say that.”

“Say what?” She looked adorably confused.

“Calling this place home.”

Her cheeks turned pink, and she sputtered for a second, making me chuckle. “I didn’t mean…I…this is…um…”

“I want you to think of this house as your home, lass,” I admitted as I sat up and tossed off the covers, then stood. I prowled around the bed and smirked when her gaze dropped to my hard cock bouncing off my stomach, and she licked her lips. “If you don’t stop looking at me like that, you won’t make it to work today at all,” I warned her.

She audibly gulped, then tore her eyes from my groin and up to my face. “Late,” she blurted before she spun around and hurried to the bathroom.

I followed her until I reached the door, then casually leaned against the jamb. “You know, your commute issue would be solved if you just moved in with me.”

Lorna froze for a second, then turned and stared at me with wide eyes. “Do what?” she gasped.

“Move in with me,” I repeated as I pushed away from the wall and stalked toward her. “As in bringing all your shit here and meaning it in every sense of the word when you call this house ‘home.’”

“We’ve…holy cow, Cole. It’s been…barely a week since we first met!”

I raised an eyebrow and cupped her elbows, drawing her body into mine. “So?”

“Isn’t that a little fast to be shacking up?”

My brow furrowed, and I scowled. “That is not what we will be doing, Lorna,” I growled.

“Fine,” she huffed. “What would you call it?”

“Blending our lives together. Making a deeper commitment. Spending every night with you wrapped in my arms and eating you for breakfast every morning.”

I grinned at her blush, amused that she was still shy about sex when she was so uninhibited in bed.

I almost added that we should probably be living together when she got pregnant, but I didn’t want to freak her out any more than she already was at that moment. It was certainly a possibility since we hadn’t exactly been careful. Okay…so I might have been reckless on purpose. But fuck, I couldn’t wait to see my woman with a cute little bump in her belly.

“Say you’ll move in with me,” I urged gently. “Abair tá, lass.”

“Stop doing that,” she snapped, but the effect was ruined by her body melting into mine. “You won’t always be able to get your way by speaking Gaelic in that sensual voice and showing off your ridiculously sexy, naked body.”


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