Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 13963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
“Truth or dare, Stella.”
She rips her gaze from me to glance at Colby.
Almost immediately, I feel the loss of it.
“Dare.”
I tense, afraid that he’ll goad her into doing something with another guy. If that happens, I’ll take him out during our next practice.
See if I don’t.
“I dare you to lock lips with our boy, Riggs.”
Even though the music is blaring from the other room and the babble of voices surrounds us, I’m so attuned to the girl next to me that I hear the slight intake of her breath. My heart drops before slamming into overdrive. It takes effort to keep my face carefully blank so it doesn’t give away the churn of my private thoughts.
Her movements freeze before she turns her head just enough to meet my eyes.
We’ve held hands and hugged plenty of times. The one thing we’ve never done is kiss.
It’s a line I’ve never dared to cross.
Have I wanted to?
Fuck, yeah. A million times. But I’ve been too chickenshit to do it. Now that the opportunity has presented itself, I’ll be damned if I don’t take full advantage of it.
When Stella remains silent, Colby’s grin grows wider. “Well, what’s it gonna be, McKinnon? Taking the dare or drinking a shot?”
Her tongue darts out to moisten her lips. “I’ll take the dare.”
I can practically feel the blood that rushes through my veins as she swivels toward me. Even though questions don’t fall from her lips, they lurk in her gorgeous depths. I nod to let her know that I’m down with this.
The knowledge that I might never get this chance again pounds through my head. It’s what has me wrapping my hands around her waist and hauling her onto my lap so that she has to straddle my thighs. Her wide eyes stay pinned to mine as her hands drift to my shoulders. Only then do mine lift to cradle her cheeks.
Even though everyone in the room is focused on us, I block them out.
It’s just her.
And me.
My attention stays locked on Stella as I draw her close enough for my lips to ghost over hers.
Once.
Twice.
On the third pass, my mouth settles over her plump flesh. My tongue sweeps across the seam of her lips, begging for entrance. When she doesn’t immediately open, I tilt her head just a bit and come at her from a different angle. When she inhales a breath, I delve inside so our tongues can dance.
The movement is languid.
Erotic.
As if we have all the time in the world and my teammates and our friends aren’t watching our first kiss unfold. Her sweetness explodes on my tongue. It’s so damn tempting to crush her against my chest, but I’ve spent years listening to her talk about the guys she’s dated. As much as it killed me to hear it, I’ve taken a shit ton of mental notes.
I know exactly what this girl likes.
How she wants to be touched.
What she craves in a partner.
What turns her on and what she doesn’t like.
When she presses closer, becoming more of an active participant in the caress, everything around us fades to the background. I want to eat this girl alive. A groan rumbles up from my chest as my tongue slides against hers. Slow sweeps that have my cock stiffening in my joggers. There’s no way she doesn’t feel the thick length with the way she’s pressed against me.
The game is long forgotten as my lips rove hungrily over hers.
I’m so wrapped up in her that I barely hear the asshole who clears their throat, breaking the delicate spell woven around us. My heart slams against my ribcage as if trying to break loose from the confines.
Stella jerks away with a small gasp. Her breath comes out in short, sharp pants as she searches my eyes as if seeing me for the first time. The dazed look that fills hers drives me fucking wild.
Know what I like even more?
That I’m the one who put it there.
Me.
“Ummm…wow. I think I just orgasmed,” Carina murmurs.
“The hell you did, pretty girl,” Ford says. “You’re loud AF when you come.”
She whacks him in the chest as a smile twitches around her lips.
“He’s right, you totally are,” Juliette adds with a laugh.
Color stains Carina’s cheeks as she turns her attention to Ryder and jerks a brow. “I suppose you have something to add to the convo?”
Ryder smirks and pulls his girlfriend closer before pressing a kiss to her cheek. “I’m not saying a word. The only person’s orgasms I’m concerned about are hers.”
A few puck bunnies sigh.
“And that would be my cue to leave,” Maverick McKinnon, Juliette’s brother, grumbles as he stalks from the room.
I block out the conversation that swirls around me as my tongue darts out to swipe my lips. I’ve spent years contemplating what Stella would taste like. What I’ve just discovered is that reality is way better than I imagined.