Pucks and Coffee (Knoxville Bears #2) Read Online Toni Aleo

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Knoxville Bears Series by Toni Aleo
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
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Another second passes before he looks down at me, shaking his head. “So tight. So good,” he mutters. And then he moves. If I thought him filling me was delicious, nothing can compare to the way he fucks me. His hips piston into me in long, hard strokes that have my thighs quivering under his fingers. He tightens his grip, and I arch my back at the possessiveness I feel under his touch. Doing so changes the angle, and I’m left crying out as he thrusts into me in a way I’ve never experienced. I’ve slept with my fair share of men, but this…this is different.

My husband is owning me.

Coleson moves a hand from my thigh, and I watch as he brings his thumb between his lips, licks it, then he presses it to my clit. He meets my gaze, and I almost come at the sheer dominance in his eyes. “You’re going to come again for me, Wife,” he demands, rubbing my clit with the pad of his thumb. “You’re going to squeeze my cock and make me come along with you.”

“Yes, Coleson. Please. Yes,” I chant, wrapping my legs around his waist and digging my heels into his firm ass. “Harder!”

His chuckles send shivers down my spine. “Oh, you want it harder? Come for me, and I’ll fuck you real hard.”

I am going to explode. I grip the comforter and allow the pleasure to take over. My whole body goes still, and I shatter into a million pieces as I scream his name. Coleson is right behind me, slamming into me until he roars, “Fucking fuck, Eliza.”

My name.

Eliza.

Not McDavid or Wife, but Eliza.

My name on his lips has me coming harder than ever, and I don’t know how that’s even possible. I squeeze him tightly, and he groans as he stills inside me. His hips jerk against my thighs once, then twice, before he traps my head between his hands on the bed. He slides his nose along mine, brushes over my cheek, and trails kisses down my jaw to my throat, where he nuzzles.

His tenderness is overwhelming, and I feel tears pricking at my eyes. I don’t know why, though. Who cries after sex? I won’t. I can’t. I squeeze my eyes shut as his body collapses against mine. He is hot, heavy, and I love every bit of it. He is still throbbing inside me, and I never want to feel anything else in my life but what I’m feeling right now.

Completion.

I stretch my neck for him as he trails kisses and nibbles along my heated skin. He kisses my collarbone, then down to my one exposed breast. He grips it, molding it in his hand before sucking my nipple in his mouth. Doing so has me clenching his spent cock, and he hisses around my nipple. I grin as I thread my fingers through his hair, squeezing my thighs around his hips. He travels back up my body, kissing and nibbling, before he captures my mouth. His kiss is desperate, rough, and as our tongues slide along each other, I’m lost in everything that is Coleson Katz.

I wrap my arms around his neck, holding him close while our mouths dance and play. When we come up for air, we’re both panting and our eyes lock. Tenderness and heat swirl in his eyes but also some hesitation. “Regrets?” I ask, and I hate how scared I am of his answer.

“Loads,” he jokes, mimicking my response from the previous day. I grin, and his lips curve up in a devastating way. “None,” he admits, pressing the tip of his nose to mine. “None at all.”

“Good,” I say, twirling the hair at the back of his neck in my fingers.

“I am worried, though, Wife,” he whispers against my lips, and I frown.

“About?”

He falls to my side, gathering me in his arms as his cock presses into my belly. “I was trying not to get physical with you since I don’t want your family’s prediction to come true. I don’t want to break you.”

I gaze into his eyes. “It’s inevitable.”

His lips turn down. “Don’t say that.”

I shrug. “It’s the truth, and I’ve been honest with you from the beginning. I’ve always been attracted to you and had hoped I’d catch your eye. I know I’ll fall for you, Coleson. I’m already expecting to.”

“Don’t,” he says roughly, holding me closer. “I can’t give you what you want.”

“Why?” I find myself asking, searching his eyes for answers I don’t think he has.

His eyes stare into mine, and then they fall shut as he nuzzles his nose to mine. He presses his forehead to mine and whispers, “I just can’t.”

“I won’t hurt you,” I whisper back. “I’m not like your mom.”

He freezes, and I know I’ve said too much. He shakes his head and then kisses the side of my mouth. “No more of that,” he says, kissing my nose, and my heart stills in my chest. “We’ve got some time before dinner. Let me train you a bit in the coffeehouse. Come on now.”


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