Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 92848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Trust me, I’m more than aware of how fucked up that is.
I’m almost hoping that she can’t suck a dick to save her life. Because if she can…this little obsession will only grow more out of control.
And that, I don’t need.
My breath hitches and I steel myself as her tongue swirls around the head before she drags it down the shaft to my balls before sliding back up again to the tip and sucking it. A shiver of pleasure dances down my spine.
Watching my dick disappear between her pouty lips is so damn hot.
It’s like having a wet dream you’re wide awake for.
Movement catches the corner of my eye and I turn my head just a bit, only to realize that Wolf is standing at the entrance to the corridor. My fingers tighten in Carina’s hair as she continues to lick me. We make the briefest of eye contact before he swings away, departing as quietly as he’d stumbled upon us.
I have to grit my teeth when she sucks the head deep inside before drifting down the hard length. Half my erection vanishes before my very eyes. Every time she slides to the head and then glides down again, she sinks lower, swallowing more of my cock until the tip nudges the back of her throat. Her hands slip around my thighs before drawing me closer.
If I’d secretly hoped that Carina wouldn’t give good head, nothing could be further from the truth. The girl knows exactly what she’s doing. She understands when to apply pressure and then back off, leaving me to want more. When my balls draw up against my body, I know I’m precariously close to losing it.
But damn, I want to stop time and make it last forever. The pleasure is so fucking exquisite.
With her eyes pinned to mine, she slides down so far that her nose brushes against my groin. A light sheen of tears gathers in her blue-gray depths, making them appear even more shiny and luminous than usual. When a single, crystal-like tear trails down her cheek, I can’t resist reaching out and capturing it before bringing the wetness to my mouth and licking it away.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything as beautiful as Carina on her knees, staring at me as if I’m the beginning and end of her fucking world with her mouth stretched wide, stuffed full of cock.
When she turns voracious, I tilt my hips and tighten my fingers in her hair, only wanting to hold her close. Our eyes stay locked as I splinter apart. The orgasm that rips through me is just as intense as the other night. It wouldn’t surprise me if the tip blows right off.
A long, guttural groan escapes from me as I come down her throat. Instead of shoving me away, she milks my cock as her muscles convulse, making sure to swallow down every last drop as if it’s precious. It’s only when I soften that she presses a kiss against the tip. I quickly stuff my dick back into my jeans before hooking my hands beneath her arms and hauling her against me.
As soon as my lips collide with her swollen ones, my tongue delves inside her mouth to tangle with her own. The fact that she tastes like me turns me on more than anything. A strange contentment steals over me. It’s impossible to imagine anyone else giving me this kind of peace.
That thought is enough to stop my mental gears in their tracks.
It’s also the moment I realize just how screwed I am.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Carina
“Where’d you disappear to after the game?” Juliette asks. Ryder’s brawny arm is thrown casually over her shoulders, holding her close. It’s like he wants the entire world to understand that she now belongs to him.
It’s adorable.
Straight out of a romance novel.
The enemies-to-lovers kind that makes you devour a book.
I pat my tummy and make a face that hopefully conveys pain. “The popcorn really did a number on me.”
“Oh.” Her expression turns sympathetic. “Are you feeling better?”
“Yup.”
My gaze unconsciously wanders to Ford, who’s seated at a bunch of tables that have been shoved together for the hockey team. There’s lots of laughter and good-natured camaraderie going on. Even over the pumping beat of the music, they’re giving each other shit.
Riggs is seated next to Stella. Much like Ryder, he has his arm tossed casually over his bestie’s shoulder. They’re both laughing at something Hayes is saying. Colby, Maverick, Wolf, and Madden are also seated at the table. There’s a ton of puck bunnies buzzing around, searching for available laps to settle on. At this very moment, Darcy Erickson is trying to capture Ford’s attention.
He has yet to spare her a glance.
In fact, he’s not giving any of the girls the time of day. It’s like they aren’t even there.