Dirty Prince (Hockey Royals Book 3) by A.J. Wynter

Author:A.J. Wynter [Wynter, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-27T16:00:00+00:00

FIFTEEN

HANNAH

It was well before dawn and I was wide awake. The time change was wreaking havoc on my body. Elwood was nestled by my belly and Liam’s arms were wrapped around me. After our spaghetti dinner we had made love twice – once on the huge sofa in his living room, directly in the path of the moonbeam that shone through his twenty-foot tall windows. The second time we’d actually made it to the bed.

Georgia was going to lose her mind when I told her about Liam. I grimaced as I remembered that I was supposed to call her back the other day and had totally forgotten.

I shimmied out of his arms and tiptoed to the bathroom. When I returned, he had flopped onto his back, his breathing the slow and steady breaths of someone in a deep sleep. I was wearing an oversized Toronto Tigers T-shirt and nothing else. I fully planned on keeping the T-shirt as a Liam Bradshaw keepsake.

Sighing, I snuggled up to Liam. He murmured and lifted his arm, and I rested my head on his chest. I wasn’t even gone yet and I already missed him.

“I can feel you looking at me, Banana,” Liam murmured.

“I’m still on London time.”

“Well…” He steamrollered onto me. “Lucky for you there’s a part of me that’s on London time too.”

He slept naked and his manhood was rock-hard and near my opening. I ached for him.

“I’ll grab a condom,” he whispered in my ear and moved to the edge of the bed. I grabbed his wrist.

“I have another idea.” I slipped from the bed and onto my knees at the side of his king-sized bed, and then took all of Liam Bradshaw in my mouth.

He balled the sheets in his fists. “Hannah. Fuck that feels good. Suck that cock.”

His dirty talk fueled me and within minutes, his legs were trembling. “Oh, fuck.” He groaned as his cock twitched and he finished. He took a couple of seconds to recuperate, breathing heavily with his head tilted back. Grabbing my hands, he pulled me back into the bed. “Your turn,” he whispered.

It was my turn to scream out that morning and I did.

Twice.

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