Bound (Breakers Hockey Book 9) by Elise Faber

Author:Elise Faber [Faber, Elise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-17T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Claire

I…

Well, fuck it.

Has my life pivoted on its ear in the last twenty-four hours?

Yup.

Am I ready to start rolling with it?

Also…

Yup.

Which is why I stop listening to the voices in my head, grab two fistfuls of Jackson’s hair, and bring my mouth to his.

All day he’s been so close. All day I’ve wanted to touch him, to taste him, to feel this.

A spark turning into flames.

My body instantly tap-dancing on the edge of control, flaring with heat and need and the understanding that I’m desperate for something I’ve never experienced anywhere but my bedroom—alone.

I want Jackson’s hard body pressing me into my mattress, want his rough hands stroking over my skin, want him pushing inside me and⁠—

He tears his mouth from mine, chest heaving, eyes burning, hands on my waist. “Really, kitty cat?”

My lips are tingling, along with every nerve in my body, it seems. “I’m desperate to spend time with you too.”

Silence falls between us—tense and filled with emotion and then he’s groaning and wrapping his arms around me, dropping his mouth to mine, kissing me until I can’t breathe, can’t think, can’t do anything but hold on…

And kiss him back.

Knock. Knock. Knock!

He freezes, growl rumbling up the back of his throat, teasing along my tongue, vibrating against my chest, sensitizing my nipples and making me want to seal my mouth to his all over again.

In fact, I almost give in to the urge to do just that when⁠—

Knock. Knock. Knock!

“Sir,” a voice echoes through the wood and it takes me a moment to place it, to remember that we were sitting down for dinner before I freaked out, ran off, and accosted my date in the bathroom.

Oh, God. We’re making out in the bathroom of an extremely fancy New York City restaurant and⁠—

“Is everything okay in there?”

“It fucking isn’t,” Jackson mutters, glancing down and I follow his gaze, mouth dropping open at the⁠—

“Is that your penis?” I exclaim softly.

“Yup.”

“It’s huge,” I say, genuinely aghast.

“The tent I’m sporting makes it look bigger than it is,” he says and the anger’s gone from his voice. Instead, there’s amusement and humor and…

Heat.

“It’ll fit, kitty cat,” he murmurs, sealing his lips to mine for a brief, scorching kiss. “I promise.”

“How?” I ask, even though I know logically he’s telling me the truth. People have sex all the time and my toys⁠—

His rough chuckle shouldn’t gather between my legs, should have me wanting to be back in my hotel room, draining the battery of my vibrator and⁠—

“Hold that thought,” he mutters, dropping his head again, flicking his tongue over the expanse of my throat, nipping lightly with his teeth. “Because, fuck, I need to know exactly what it was that put that look in your eyes.”

“I—”

But he presses his thumb to my bottom lip, spins us both to the door, wrenching it open as the waiter knocks again. “Hey,” he says. “We’ll take that pinot now.”

Then he’s guiding me down the hall and back through the dining room, totally ignoring the fact

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