Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 86422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
“Whatever you want, superstar hockey boyfriend.” I rest a hand on his shoulder, lifting one foot and then the other for him.
“Your heels resting on my shoulders while I pound into you,” he declares as he rises. He wraps his hands around my waist and tosses me on the bed.
I shriek and bounce once, propping myself on my elbows to watch him strip out of his clothes. He moves to stand at the end of his bed, eyes on fire, a proud, salacious smile tipping the corner of his mouth, making his dimple wink at me.
“God you’re sexy when you’re owning the hockey world.” I set my Tilton Blaze socked feet on his chest, and Mac’s nostrils flare as he runs his hands down my shins and hooks his thumbs behind my knees.
“I need the taste of you lingering on my tongue when I’m filling you with my cock.” He parts my legs and pushes my knees toward my chest, exposing me to him.
He kisses the inside of my thighs, gaze lifting as he licks up the length of me.
I groan at the sensation, knees spread wide, completely at his mercy. “Always so fucking good, Ophelia.” He sucks my clit. “I get the whole summer with you.” Another decadent swirl of his tongue. “To love you.” He fucks me with his tongue. “Taste you.” Laves me. “Make you come.”
“I’m so glad we get to be together.” I shudder and grip his hair, sinking into the heat of his mouth on my skin, of the delicious way he brings me to the edge. He’s gorgeous and attentive and he’s mine for the summer.
When I’m at the precipice, about to tip over the edge, he pulls me to the edge of the mattress, sets an ankle on either shoulder, and fills me in one smooth stroke. We both sigh as he bottoms out. He kisses my right ankle, runs his hands down my thighs, and curves them around my hips. “You ready, sweetheart?”
I grip the edge of the mattress to anchor myself. “Commence pounding.”
He grins and pulls his hips back. The head of his erection hits just the right spot and I see stars. I struggle to keep my eyes on his as I come in crashing waves.
And still, he keeps going, fucking me, filling me, making me his. Eventually he folds forward, my ankles still resting on his shoulders, allowing him to go deeper. He makes me come again, and then he slows.
“I love you so much,” he whispers. He moves over me, slow strokes that keep me swirling in bliss.
I settle my palm against his cheek, pleasure sweeping through me on a wave. “I love you, too.” We have the entire summer to explore each other. Time to discover each other’s likes, to grow and fall deeper in love.
He wrings a final orgasm out of me before his own claims him. We lie there for a few minutes, sweaty and sated, basking in the afterglow.
Eventually he folds back and kisses my cheeks and chin. “Give me a sec. I’ll get a washcloth.”
He grabs supplies from the bathroom, cleans me up and then stretches out beside me. We lie on his bed with our legs entwined, the comforter pulled up to cover our cooling skin, his fingers dragging lightly up and down my spine. “I know we would have made it work if I went overseas, but I’m glad we get to stay here.” He kisses my temple.
“Me, too. It’ll be nice to be with our friends for one last summer,” I agree, my hand resting over his heart.
We might not know what the distant future holds for us, but the summer is ours. The rest we’ll figure out when the time comes.
Our phones buzz from somewhere on the floor nearby.
“Chase got his acceptance letter!” Gage shouts from down the hall. “You two better finish up soon! We’re going for lunch in half an hour to celebrate!”
I nuzzle into my boyfriend’s slightly dewy neck. “I love that the four of you get to do this together.”
“Me, too,” he agrees.
More hooting and hollering comes from down the hall.
“We should probably get decent before they try to bust down your door.”
“Probably a good idea.”
We separate and pull our clothes back on. I check my phone and see my girlfriend group is blowing up with excited messages.
But a specific new one catches my attention.
Roman
Did Mac tell you the good news?
Fee
He did. Thanks, Roman.
Roman
I sat out on the panel when Mac’s application was reviewed. He earned his spot, the decision was unanimous. It’s going to be a good summer for both of you.
Fee
It really is.
I smile and tuck my phone in my pocket. Roman is the best.
I believed Mac earned his acceptance into the Hockey Academy, but I’m happy to hear everyone else believes the same.