Never Say Never (Western Wildcats Hockey #4) Read Online Jennifer Sucevic

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, New Adult, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Western Wildcats Hockey Series by Jennifer Sucevic
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Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 92422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
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She searches my eyes for just a heartbeat. A mixture of fear and sadness swirls through them. It only reinforces my thoughts that I won’t like what she has to say.

“Colby…”

I shake my head, cutting her off. “Whatever you need to get off your chest can wait until the morning.”

“But it’s important,” she tries again.

“There’s no way it’s as important as this.”

My mouth crashes onto hers, swallowing up any further protests before I lift her up. Her legs tangle around my waist as her arms twine around my neck. As soon as my tongue sweeps along the seams of her lips, she opens so they can mingle.

Her sweetness floods my senses and rushes through my veins.

Already I know that I’ll never find anything like it—like her—in this world.

It only takes a dozen long-legged strides to reach the room we’ve been sharing. I beeline to the queen-sized bed before setting her on the mattress. Even though I’m reluctant to break contact, I pull away long enough to stare down at her.

Just like earlier, I want to singe the sight of her into my brain for eternity.

She’s so damn beautiful.

More beautiful than anyone I’ve ever seen.

Inside and out.

Especially when she’s wearing my jersey.

Even though it’s tempting to rip her clothing off, the need to take my time and draw out this experience is what tempers the urge. Maybe I’m incapable of saying the words, but I can show her with my actions just how strongly I feel.

For the first time in my life, I want to make love to someone.

My heart hitches at the realization.

Because that’s exactly what it’ll be.

Love.

With my forehead resting against hers, I squeeze my eyes tight. “I’m not sure what you’ve done to me, Britt. I didn’t think it was possible to feel this way. Especially after what happened. But I do. And that has everything to do with you.”

I’ve never been one to talk about my feelings or bare my soul, but I can’t stop the steady stream of words as they slide from my lips. No matter what happens in the future, I want her to know that what I feel is real.

Special.

It’s the moment I realize that I’ll be nursing a broken heart for the first time ever.

Even after Anna, my heart wasn’t crushed. My pride was hurt, and I was pissed off about being used and taken advantage of. I was embarrassed that her parents threatened my father and his livelihood.

But it wasn’t love.

This couldn’t be more different.

And it’s doubtful I’ll be able to move on so easily afterward.

In fact, I can’t imagine my world being the same after Britt crashed into it.

I’m not sure if I should thank her or curse her for opening my eyes and showing me what’s possible.

“Colby…” Her arms tangle around my neck to draw me closer. The grip she has on me is so tight. Almost like she’s trying to squeeze the very life from my body.

Maybe it would be better that way.

It’s like I blinked, and everything transformed, never to be the same again.

“Maybe we should⁠—”

“No.” I pull away enough to meet her gaze, needing to confirm my suspicions. “Whatever you need to say will change everything between us, won’t it?”

Her teeth scrape against her lower lip as a sheen of tears fills her eyes. She jerks her head into a nod. “I think so.”

“Then we’ll sit down and discuss it tomorrow morning. All right?”

When she remains silent, I plead, “Give me this. Give me tonight. Can you do that?”

“Is that really what you want?”

“Yeah, it is.”

“Okay. But it’s important, and we can’t put it off any longer.”

Relief pumps through me as my mouth settles over hers. As soon as it does, she opens, and our tongues mingle with deep strokes that leave me wanting more.

Leave me wanting everything.

I nip the plumpness of her lower lip before drawing away. I want every shred of clothing that separates us removed.

My fingers grip the hem of my jersey before dragging it up her torso and over her head. As much as I want to fuck her in it, I need to feel the warmth of her flesh pressed against mine even more. Her bra is the next to get shed. The button of her jeans is flicked open before the zipper is lowered. The thick denim is tugged down her hips and thighs until she’s left in a pair of light blue panties with tiny red hearts decorating them. I bury my face against the thin cotton and inhale a deep breath, drawing her scent into my lungs until I’m dizzy with it.

A whimper escapes from her as I drag my teeth against her clit.

My fingers slip beneath the elastic, tugging them down and tossing the tiny scrap of material to the carpet.

I straighten, needing to soak in the sight before me. With her caramel-colored hair spread out on the lavender comforter and the tips of her breasts already hard, she’s like a wet dream sprung to life.


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