Learn Your Lesson (Kings of the Ice #3) Read Online Kandi Steiner

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Kings of the Ice Series by Kandi Steiner
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Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 130307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
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To punctuate that slap, I tore away from his touch, sliding my fingers into the band of his joggers and briefs and pulling them down together in one fell swoop.

His cock sprang forward when I did, and because I’d taken his pants all the way down to his ankles, I was face to face with the monstrous thing.

I swallowed, taking in every inch of it before I glanced up at Will.

The corner of his lips lifted, but his eyes were heated and heavy, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he took in the sight of me below him.

I didn’t give him the chance to kick out of the pants. Instead, I dropped to my knees, wrapped him in my fist, and swirled my tongue around his crown before he could make a single move.

“Jesus Christ,” he gasped, one hand flying to the bed behind him to steady himself as the other reached into my hair and gripped tight. He held me still for a moment, not allowing me to move, like he was afraid he’d come in my mouth right then and there if I did. “Woman.”

I pulled back and looked up at him innocently. “What?”

With a growl, he pulled me up by the arms and tossed me onto the bed as if I weighed nothing. He looked almost pissed as he stepped out of his pants, and then he was descending on me, climbing up the bed between my legs with a wicked gleam in his eye.

“I get first taste,” he said, and then he used his shoulders to spread my thighs wide, kissing and biting along my inner thighs. “Understand?”

“Yes, sir,” I breathed, writhing beneath him.

“You said those same words to me the first time you came to the rink, you know,” he mused, nosing my clit before he teased me with one feather-light lick. “Made me want to fuck you against the glass and give you a thousand reasons to say them.”

His confession unleashed a gasp, and then his tongue wrenched a moan from deep inside me as he dragged it from my opening up to my clit. He hummed with the motion, the vibration adding to the pleasure, and my legs shook as he repeated the movement again and again.

“So fucking sweet,” he said, fingers digging into my thighs to hold me still as he worked between them. He sucked my clit the way I’d told him I liked during our last lesson, the little pulses driving my orgasm to the surface faster than I thought was possible.

“No,” I whined, wiggling away from him.

He stilled, arching a brow at me. “No?”

“I don’t want to come like this.”

Will slowed his perusal, but still licked and kissed me in lazy sweeps. “How do you want to come, Chloe?”

When he said my name, a shiver rocked through me, and I rolled my fingers over my hard nipples as if my touch could do anything to relieve the ache there.

“I want you to fuck me, Will,” I panted, squirming, confidence soaring through me when those words elicited a groan from him. “I want you to fill me up.”

His groan was deep and guttural, one I felt echoing through my bones as he kissed his way slowly up my body. He let his lips graze my thighs, my hips, my stomach, and breasts before he settled on top of me.

For a long moment, he stared down at me, his eyes flicking between mine as the playfulness slowly disappeared from his gaze. One hand swept the hair from my face, and he thumbed my jaw.

“I didn’t get the chance to tell you how beautiful you looked today,” he said.

My heart thumped twice hard in my chest, a dangerous percussion that I wanted to lean into as much as I wanted to run from screaming.

“It’s just makeup,” I whispered.

“No,” he said instantly, shaking his head, his eyes following the trail his thumb lined on my lip. “It’s just you.”

The words had no sooner left his lips before he was kissing along my neck, and I had no choice but to bow off the bed and into his touch. Soft moans and breaths leaked out of me unbidden, and I savored every little touch of his skin against mine until he rolled off me long enough to retrieve a condom from his joggers.

My pulse picked up as I watched him sheath himself, the imagery hotter than I ever knew it could be. I always pictured a nervous, fumbling college boy hurrying to put a condom on before he rushed to what was next. But Will was slow and purposeful with every move he made, and this was no exception. He kept his eyes fixed on mine, his lips parting as he rolled the latex in place and groaned at the feeling of his fist around his shaft.


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