Clutch Player – Cocky Hero Club Read online Nikki Ash

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Romance, Sports Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
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We pull into my driveway and Landon turns the vehicle off. We get out and walk silently up to my front door. Taking the keys from him, I unlock my door and push it open so he can walk through. The door has just clicked shut when Landon is on me. His hands grip my butt cheeks and he lifts me against the hard wood of the door. “I’ve thought about this almost every day since the last time I had you in my bed. Tell me you want this.” His eyes lock with mine. “Tell me you want me.”

“I want this. I want you,” I tell him in a steady voice so he knows I mean it. His eyes flit between mine, searching, thinking, contemplating. He must see whatever it is he’s looking for, because without another word, his skilled mouth devours mine, taking my breath away. His tongue finds mine, and our kiss deepens. Tasting, stroking, coaxing. I can’t remember the last time I was kissed this passionately.

And then we’re moving. He drops me onto the couch and we both tear off our own clothes until Landon is in only his briefs and I’m in my bra and panties—thankful I did my laundry and am in a matching set. It’s only plain black, but at least there’s a bit of lace around the edges.

As Landon lifts my butt and hooks his fingers around the sides of my thong, I take a moment to admire him. More intricate tattoos don his chest, which looks to be carved out of stone. His abs are defined—all six of them. And as he pulls my panties down my thighs, the corded muscles in his arms flex. He has a beautiful golden tan from years of playing baseball outdoors. One thing is for sure… time has been damn good to Landon.

“I’ve missed this perfect pussy,” he murmurs, snapping me out of my lust-filled thoughts. He spreads my legs and kisses the neatly trimmed top of my mound.

I consider making a joke, that after pushing two kids the size of melons out of me, my pussy may not be as perfect as he remembers, but the words are lost in my throat as he dips down between my legs, spreads my pussy lips, and runs his hot, wet tongue straight up my center. My body, not having been touched like this in years, lights up like a Christmas tree. He licks me a few more times and then gives my clit his attention. Alternating between licking and biting, he works me up until a body-shattering orgasm rips through me, leaving me feeling more satiated than I’ve ever felt in my life.

“Holy shit,” he murmurs, glancing up at me. His lips are glistening from my juices, and I want to pull him toward me so I can taste myself on him. “I think you just came in like thirty seconds.” He hits me with a cocky smirk that if I wasn’t already panty-less, would have me dropping them.

“It’s been a while.” I sit up, and hooking my fingers around Landon’s neck, pull him down so he’s on top of me. Our mouths connect and I exhale a soft moan when I taste myself on him. It’s not sweet, but it turns me on to know it’s me on his lips.

Without breaking our kiss, Landon reaches behind me and unclasps the back of my bra—it falls loose between us. His mouth leaves mine and his lips trail kisses along my jawline, over my collarbone, and down to my breast. After pushing the bra out of the way with his nose, his tongue darts out and licks my taut nipple. He sucks it into his mouth, and my back arches at his touch. When we were younger, Landon knew how to work my body, but we were both young and inexperienced. Now, he’s older and it’s obvious he knows his way around a woman’s body. And while I have no desire to know how many women he’s been with, I’m more than happy to benefit from his experience.

“Hold on,” he demands. I clasp my hands around his neck, and then he picks me up. My legs hook around his waist as he stands. “Which way?”

“Umm… to my room?”

“Does it have a bed where I can splay you out on your back and sink balls deep into you?” His lips twist in amusement.

“Yes, a big fluffy one,” I tell him through a smile. “It’s down the hall, to the right.” The kids’ rooms, their bathroom, and their playroom are upstairs, but the master bedroom and bathroom are downstairs, along with one more guest bedroom and bathroom I keep for when my mom visits.

As he carries me in the direction of my room, I map kisses all over his face—his stubbled cheeks, his chiseled jaw, the corner of his perfect mouth. I can’t believe he’s here, in my house, with me. His hard shaft rubs against the crack of my ass, and I groan, wanting him to hurry up so he can be inside me.


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