Van Read Online Sawyer Bennett (Cold Fury Hockey #9)

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Cold Fury Hockey Series by Sawyer Bennett
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
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But you won’t if you promise me, I text back with surety.

Another long pause, and I fret with what he’s going to say.

But then I smile when it comes. I promise.

I’m on my way. Be there in twenty minutes.

I push up off the couch and head to the kitchen to grab my purse. My phone chimes and I smile even bigger when I see Van’s reply.

Good girl. Bring your vibrator.

Oh damn.

Just damn, damn, damn, this is going to be good.

Chapter 13

Van

“Please stop, Van,” Simone begs as I thrust into her.

My elbow’s digging down into the mattress, my full weight is on her, and my hips are driving deep.

“No,” I tell her with a grunt as I continue moving in her. “You can handle it.”

“I can’t,” she cries, and then she proves herself wrong as she comes again. Hips bucking, pussy clamping on me tight.

I adjust my other hand slightly, moving the vibrator I’ve held to her clit the entire time I’ve been fucking her and she whimpers like she’s in pain. I’ve lost count of how many times she’s come, but I can say without a doubt I’ve never had a woman do that over and over again the way she has.

It’s fucking unreal.

I don’t hurry my pace, because while I’m thrusting into her hard, I’m not going very fast. I’ve been wanting to hold off my own orgasm—enjoying the slight buzz of the vibrator—until I could see what I could wring out of her.

“Van,” she gasps, and then moans and starts squirming under me. “I can’t anymore. It’s too much.”

“Never too much,” I groan as I can feel her start to tighten up again. Her face flushes, her nails dig into my back, and she screams as she comes again.

And fuck, that sound…tearing out of her throat in just pure, unrestrained pleasure, I’ve got an insane need to let go. I toss the vibrator aside, ignoring her soft sigh of relief, and bring my hands under legs. I lift them high and spread then wide, then I let loose on Simone’s tight body.

Her voice stammers with the hard fucking I’m giving her. “Yes, Van…just like that.”

The headboard slaps against the wall and I’m a little excited by the prospect of someone next door listening to us. They’re either pissed or highly turned on over the shit Simone’s been crying out over the last half hour.

I drive into Simone, chasing a monster orgasm just lurking down in my groin. I focus in on her face, amazed at how blissed out she looks right now. She brings her hands up and touches her palms to my cheeks. There’s a soft satisfied smile on her face, and when she whispers to me, “I want you to come, baby,” my entire body reacts.

A flash of pure desire slams down my spine, my balls harden, and my head spins. I throw my head back and roar out my release as I start to come like I never have in my entire life.

Just those few words spoken by a woman who wanted to see me reach my pleasure.

I want you to come, baby.

Fuck, that’s all it took.

Just words. Soft and sweet.

I groan as I drive into her deep, dropping her legs to the bed and my weight on her. My breathing is labored and I feel weak as a kitten right now. If I wouldn’t suffocate Simone, I’d just lie here for an eternity, which is how long it might take me to recover from that.

Simone wraps her arms tight around my neck and holds me to her. I would normally push away any woman who would want such intimacy, but I’m worn out.

Fucking wiped.

It’s the only reason I’m letting her cuddle me.

Certainly has nothing to do with the fact I like the way her fingertips are stroking my shoulder, or the way she just curls her legs around my waist to hold me tight inside of her. There’s no way in hell I enjoy the way she nuzzles her face into my neck.

God, I’m fucked.



“You sure can eat for such a skinny thing,” I remark as Simone dives in for her fourth piece of midnight pizza.

“I’m not skinny,” she says with affront. “My ass is juicy.”

God is it juicy. The things I want to do to that ass.

Will do to that ass.

We’d been fucking for hours. We burned out the battery in her vibrator. I’ve kissed and licked every inch of her body. She’s done the same to me. We’re running low on condoms and time. She’ll need to get home at some point so Lucas doesn’t get suspicious.

I need to fuck her again before she leaves.

My dick thumps under the bedsheet in eager agreement, and I don’t understand why, when it should be sated for the rest of the year.

Simone sits next to me in the bed, the sheet up to her waist as well. I’m not sure why we felt the need to cover ourselves while we ate, because neither of us have a shy bone in our bodies when it comes to nakedness.


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