Well and Truly Pucked (My Hockey Romance #4) Read Online Lauren Blakely

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Funny, Sports Tags Authors: Series: My Hockey Romance Series by Lauren Blakely
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Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 93417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
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I don’t need any direction right now though. I know where I want to be. I sink down onto Hollis’s dick in one move.

As he fills me deeply, I let out a long, blissful sigh. “It feels so good,” I say.

“Then fuck her hard. Make her forget the day,” Rhys tells his friend.

Hollis thrusts up into me, and I gasp so loudly it barely registers when the door creaks open.

And I’m looking right at Gavin. He locks eyes with me, then says, “Put her on all fours and fuck her from behind.”

40

HANDS FREE

Gavin

Well, she did say I could direct her anytime. So I’m here to play that role. The role she cast me in. The role I’ve been resisting for the past two days. Feels like forever though. Feels like I’ll suffocate if I spend another night in the tiny house, in a tiny bed, with my too big lust.

Now, with Briar in my crosshairs, I can finally breathe again. My lungs fill with air as she gazes at me with glittery eyes. I can’t look away from the gorgeous woman, all heaving tits and bare skin, dewy from whatever they’ve been doing without me.

Which ends…now.

I took Briar’s advice. I listened to my body. The body knows what it wants. I want her. I just do. So fuck it. Fuck everything else tonight.

Her lips part in a shuddery “yessss” as she bounces on Hollis’s dick.

I tip my chin toward the naked trio, even though I only have eyes for her. “Get up, Bouchard. Flip her over,” I tell Hollis. Then to Briar, I say, “Put your hands on the arm of the couch.” Next, Rhys. “Smack that sweet ass before he fucks her again.”

Briar’s nipples tighten like hard diamonds on glorious teardrop tits. They bounce beautifully as she scrambles off Hollis, then stands next to the couch for a couple seconds, giving me a full view of her fantastic body. I stalk closer till I’m a few feet away. She’s exactly as I pictured.

Strong.

Toned.

She takes care of herself in every goddamn way, and I’m so fucking turned on I can barely handle it.

But what I can handle is this—this sexy, confident, feisty, strong-willed woman obeying my command. As Hollis moves off the couch, Briar returns to the blue cushions, getting down on her hands and knees, her throat stretching as she looks up at me, curling her hands around the arm of the couch at the end. “This what you want?”

“Yes,” I bite out.

She lifts her chin in an offering. “Are you going to touch me?”

It’s a taunt. A challenge.

I come over to her, willing myself not to kiss her till I lose all control. “No. I’m going to take you up on your offer from this morning,” I say, then turn my attention briefly to Rhys, who looks a little stunned standing there behind the couch. “Well, get to it. I believe the lady wants you to spank her. Don’t you, Briar?”

“I do.”

“I thought so,” I say, then turn around, even though it pains me not to look at her. But if I’m too close I’ll have my hands all the fuck over her. And that’ll kill my resolve.

Watching is all I’ll allow.

I park myself in the chair a few feet away as Rhys’s palm comes down on her ass. A sharp sting rends the air, chased by her yelp. “Ohhh!”

“Now, soothe it,” I tell him.

Seeming a little stunned, he rubs his palm against her flesh. “That better, love?” he asks her.

She nods. “Yes.”

“Do it again,” I grit out.

Rhys lifts his hand a second time, swats the other cheek. Another needy cry escapes her pretty lips.

My dick throbs at the sound. Just fucking throbs, demanding attention.

I fight off the lust twisting in my body as I turn to Hollis. “Now fuck her hard.”

But he looks to her first. “You want that, baby?” Hollis asks the woman of the hour—no, the whole damn week—as he kneels behind her, tenderly rubbing her ass.

Something like trust flashes in her eyes, in her entire expression, when he asks her that. It floors me for a second to witness it. She turns away from me, looking back at him to answer in a matching tone, “I think I do.”

“Good. We want you to have everything.” He dips his face to the top of her spine, presses a soft kiss there that makes her shudder, then the fucker looks at me smugly with so much satisfaction. “You’re missing out, Worthy. She tastes fucking incredible. Everywhere.”

I hiss in annoyance and jealousy, then look to Rhys. “Then kiss her while he fucks her.”

Rhys doesn’t miss a beat. He comes over to the end of the couch, grabs Briar’s chin, and covers her mouth fiercely as Hollis lines up, then shoves in. Hollis finds a rhythm quickly. His hands curl around her hips, keeping her in place as he rocks into her. Rhys devours her lips and fondles her tits.


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