Mine to Take (Western Wildcats Hockey #6) Read Online Jennifer Sucevic

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, College, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Western Wildcats Hockey Series by Jennifer Sucevic
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 86199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
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Instead of dwelling on that thought, I shove it from my brain and lower my face to the valley of her cleavage. I press my lips against the soft flesh between her breasts before nipping at one of the stiffened peaks poking through the sheer material. I make sure to give the same attention to the other side.

The need to see her bare-chested pounds through me like a steady drumbeat until it’s all I can think about. I slip my hands around her ribcage and unhook the clasp. As soon as the stretchy material springs free, I pluck the straps from her arms, drawing away the bra.

It meets the same fate as the jacket and sweater.

Her breasts are gorgeous, with tiny blush-colored nipples that are too tempting to ignore. I’m salivating for another taste.

I press the outer sides of each one together before drawing one stiff bud between my lips. Her spine arches off the mattress as I take her deep into my mouth.

“Please,” she gasps, fingers tangling in my hair, as if to hold me in place.

Doesn’t she realize that it’s unnecessary?

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than right here with her.

I release the puckered tip with a soft pop. “Please what? What do you want, sunshine? I’m going to need you to spell it out for me.”

A frustrated explosion of sound escapes from her.

I nip at the other hard peak with sharp teeth. “Not good enough.”

“I want you to touch me,” she says on a gasp.

My tongue darts out to swirl around the areola. “Isn’t that what I’m doing? Touching you?”

“Not like that.”

“Then how? Tell me.”

“I want you to suck on my breasts.”

Color stains her cheeks. It’s the most adorable thing ever.

“Like this?” I circle my tongue around the little bud before drawing it deep into my mouth.

Another choked response escapes from her as her fingers tighten, the nails scraping against my scalp.

The pain of it grounds me in the moment unfolding between us, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

She’s the only thing I’m cognizant of.

All I want to do is give her more pleasure than she knows what to do with.

I want her addicted to my hands, mouth, and cock.

More than anything, I want to make sure that I’m as stuck in her brain as she is in mine.

Is that even possible?

I have no idea.

Once I release her nipple, I lift my head to meet her dazed eyes. They’re heavy lidded. She looks blitzed out of her mind. Pride swells within me that I’m the one who put that expression on her face.

“Is that what you needed, sunshine?”

She blinks away the mental fog until her gaze can once again focus on mine. “Yes.”

“Do you want more of what only I can give you?”

“I do.”

“Then say it.”

When her lips press together, I nip the tip of her breast.

She squeaks as the response trembles on her lips. “I want what only you can give me.”

I rise, hovering over her until my mouth can ghost across her plush one. Back and forth I strum, barely making contact. When she attempts to close the distance between us, I retreat, not allowing it. That’s all it takes for a frustrated groan to break free from her.

I can’t help but smirk. “So fucking greedy, aren’t you?”

“Not usually.”

That admittance calms everything that rages dangerously inside me.

“But you’re greedy for me…aren’t you, sunshine?”

This time, coercion isn’t necessary.

“I am.”

“Good answer.” My mouth crashes onto hers.

I want to blot out thoughts of all the other guys who’ve come before me.

When I’m done with her, I’ll be the only man who matters.

And that includes River fucking Thompson.

My tongue strokes across the velvety softness of her own.

It wouldn’t take much for me to drown within her sweetness.

It takes effort to rip myself away. “You’re still wearing entirely too much clothing.”

That being said, I crawl down her lithe form, licking and kissing as I go.

Fuck, but she’s sweet all over.

Every damn inch of her is sugary goodness.

When I reach the waistband of her dark-wash denim, I pop open the button and drag down the zipper. The grind of metal along with the harshness of her breath is all that can be heard in the silence of the room.

The effect I have on her is music to my ears.

As soon as the turquoise fabric of her panties peeks through the opening, I yank the thick material down her slender hips and thighs before tossing them over my shoulder. I sit back and allow my gaze to lick over her nearly-naked form.

Have I ever seen anyone as gorgeous as this girl?

With her long golden hair spread out around her, it almost glows against the navy comforter she’s sprawled out on.

Her nipples are rosy and hard from being played with.

My fingers slip beneath the elastic band that encircles her waist. It’s the final scrap of material that bars me from seeing all of her.


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