Big Puck_a hot hockey romantic comedy by Blake Wilder

Author:Blake Wilder [Wilder, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-20T18:30:00+00:00

Eight

Charley

I giggled when we stepped off the elevator and Alex bent down to pick me up.

“Alex!” I clung to his shoulders as he carried me to the door of his hotel suite. My head was swimming from the tequila at the reception and the bottle of champagne we’d just split in the limo. There was no way I wouldn’t have the mother of all hangovers tomorrow.

Regardless of that…all I could think was “Oh my God…he’s carrying me!”

“This Vegas wedding comes with all the bells and whistles,” he said, juggling me a bit as he swiped his keycard over the pad and unlocked the door. “Including the threshold.”

He carried me into the room and I nuzzled my face against his neck, loving the smell of him.

“I’m more interested in the honeymoon part of the package,” I murmured, desperate for sex.

I’d never been an overly sexed person. Something I’d just chalked up to my genetic makeup.

Yet another way I’d failed to see how wrong Ben was for me. There wasn’t a goddamn thing wrong with my libido. What had been wrong was the man.

Alex didn’t put me down, didn’t stop walking, carrying me right through the living room to his bedroom. Then he tossed me on the bed. I laughed for a second, thinking his actions a joke. My humor was short-lived when he followed me down, caging me underneath him, kissing me, running his hands through my hair, gripping it, pulling it until my scalp stung.

Oh yeah. Game on.

I loosened Alex’s tie, pulling it off. I started to toss it to the floor, but he took it from me. Gripping my hands, he looped the soft silk around my wrists, holding them together above my head.

“I’m going to tie you up one night. Spread eagle and naked. All mine. I’m going to play with you until you’re screaming, begging to come.”

I fought to breathe, trying not to beg him to do it right now. Every racy, kinky, dirty thing I’d ever read about and wanted to try, raced through my mind.

I wanted to do it all. With Alex.

“I’ve got some free time now,” I offered.

“Jesus, Charley.” He chuckled, then kissed my nose as he released the tie. My hands were free, but I didn’t lower them. Didn’t want to give up that fantasy just yet. “You’re perfect.”

The words sunk in deep, drowning out every horrible feeling I’d experienced in the past few days after having my heart stomped on. I’d run the gamut as far as pity parties went—feeling like that gangling awkward tomboy again, like the world’s biggest fool, certain I had the word “sucker” tattooed on my forehead.

Alex was the answer to a prayer—helping me find my confidence again, my footing.

“I’m just saying,” I purred as I wiggled my fingers—still above my head, “it seems a shame to waste the opportunity.”

“Another night,” he repeated.

Reality snuck in. There wasn’t going to be another night. This was it. My one-and-only, one-night stand with Alex Stone. It was the same as any

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.