Never Mine to Hold (Western Wildcats Hockey #3) Read Online Jennifer Sucevic

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Western Wildcats Hockey Series by Jennifer Sucevic
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Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
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He licks and kisses his way down my ribcage, worshipping every inch of flesh until reaching the V between my legs. For just a heartbeat, he buries his face against my slit. Air gets trapped in my lungs as he inhales me like a drug.

A low rumble resonates from his chest, and it sends a thousand shivers racing down my spine as he presses my thighs apart until I’m spread wide. Embarrassment crawls up my neck and cheeks. All I can imagine is this faceless stranger staring at me, devouring me with his eyes.

He trails one finger across my delicate lips, from the top to the bottom, before finally dipping it inside my heat. Once buried to the hilt, he holds it perfectly still as if allowing me time to adjust to the intrusion. Pleasure unfurls within my core as my muscles clench with newfound need. Another groan falls from his lips as he drags it from my body.

I shift on the mattress, wanting to feel the delicious sensation again. Instead, I startle when his large hands settle on my inner thighs, unbearably close to my center. His fingers tease the edges before stretching both lips wide. In my mind’s eye, I can imagine them gaping open, revealing everything hidden inside.

My heart slams against my ribcage as his warm breath ghosts over the most intimate part of me. Even though I’m blindfolded and can’t see what he’s doing, my other senses feel alive and heightened. My fingers twist the luxurious material in an effort to contain myself, but it’s difficult.

The first brush of his lips has a ragged cry escaping from me. His fingers tighten around my thighs to hold me in place as he spears the velvety softness inside my pussy.

My brain short circuits as sensation rushes through my veins.

He stretches me even wider and continues to lick until I’m reduced to something I never thought I’d be.

A shuddering mess of hormones.

The tip of his tongue lazily circles my clit. The delicious sensations brewing inside are almost too much to wrap my brain around. My spine arches off the mattress as he continues to lap and suck my flesh. Before I realize what’s happening, I come with a heady rush. The wave crashes over me before dragging me out to sea where I’ll never be found again.

As good as the last time was, it’s nothing compared to the orgasm that rips through me, leaving me breathless.

Mindless.

My muscles are as limp as an overcooked noodle. He continues to nibble as if he’ll never get enough.

It’s so tempting to bury my fingers in his hair.

Is it long or short?

Dark or light?

I have no idea.

An image of Wolf nudges its way back into my brain.

It’s all too easy to imagine him touching me like this.

My tongue darts out to moisten my lips as a million different thoughts circle through my head.

Should I say something?

Thank him, maybe?

He’s paid all this money and he’s gotten nothing out of it. Even though I shouldn’t feel guilty, it eats away at me.

I’m robbed of my decision as he rises to his feet. My ears stay perked for the slightest sound. That’s when I hear his footfalls echo off the wood as he walks out of the bedroom. Before the outer door slams shut, I rip the mask from my face and rush to the main living area, but it’s too late.

He’s gone.

The only thing that lingers is a woodsy scent in the air.

I hurry to the door and fling it open, stepping outside and staring down one long stretch of hallway before swinging around to do the same on the other side, but it’s empty.

Almost as if this entire episode was a figment of my imagination.

My head continues to spin as I slip back inside the suite and walk to the bedroom. As soon as I cross over the threshold, my phone chimes. It’s jarring in the silence that surrounds me. I glance at the screen only to find that another ten thousand dollars has been deposited into my account. Dropping onto the bed, I stare at the total sum.

Between that and the first amount, I have more than enough to pay for this semester’s tuition along with my rent for the next few months.

Relief washes over me.

But there’s something else buried beneath that as well.

Something undeniable.

Something I’m not proud of.

Anticipation.

Because the next time I meet with my mystery man, he’ll take my virginity.

Chapter 23

Wolf

I loiter against a red brick half wall with my arms crossed over my chest and search each new face for Fallyn as students pour from the glass doors. I shift, growing impatient for the sight of her. It’s been three days since our second meeting at the hotel. All I have to do is lick my lips and I can still taste her faint flavor there.


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