Pucks and Likes (Knoxville Bears Book 3) by Toni Aleo

Author:Toni Aleo [Aleo, Toni]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-07-30T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

Elliot

The moment Alex’s eyes land on me, I’m burning from the inside out.

His gaze is so scorching, so dark and sultry, as he skates toward me like a fucking brick shithouse. I love him in his gear. I didn’t know I had a thing for goalies until I watched Alex be one. He is so methodical and disciplined when it comes to his game, and I love watching him do it. I love when he throws the balls around and tries to catch them. I enjoy watching him skate across the ice like he isn’t the size of two regular players in one.

But most of all, I love watching him in goal.

He bats away pucks like they’re flies, and the way he moves makes a mess of my panties. I had to force myself not to look, but each time I heard the thunk of a puck hitting his gloves or his leg pads, a zing shot straight to my pussy.

Is there a goalie kink?

I need to ask my sisters.

If so, I’m sure I have that kink.

Alex skates toward me beside Coach, but he doesn’t speak to him. His eyes are only on me. Hooded and dark, and even with the cage covering his face, I can see the intensity in his expression. He’s making it real hard for me not to want to attack him on the ice. I don’t know why I’m so insatiable, but fucking hell, he’s got me revved up. I remember telling him once that I wanted to ride him with his gear on. He told me it wouldn’t work, but I still think it will. I have it on good authority we could make it work. I could just imagine his leg pads digging into my ass and back, his gloves on my butt as I held on to the cage of his helmet.

Yup, I have a goalie kink.

I watch something move in his eyes, and a slow, naughty little smirk comes across his lips. I don’t even notice Coach anymore, not until he is speaking to me.

“McDavid,” he says with a nod, and I know his eyes fall to my stomach.

“C-coach,” I stutter, sounding like an idiot. Did Alex tell him? Shit.

I lean on the boards as Alex throws his gloves and water bottle on the ice before lifting his helmet to show his flushed, wet face. He bends over the boards, traps my upper half with his arms, and leans in, the cage I was just imagining holding on to as I rode him brushing my forehead.

“What is on that pretty little mind?”

“You,” I answer without hesitation, and I instantly hate myself for it. That is, until he smiles widely at me. “And that time I said I wanted to ride you while you were in your gear.”

His grin grows even wider, and my insides clench.

I totally have a goalie kink.

Or an Alex kink.

Or both.

“I don’t know how, but I’ll be up for trying,” he teases, and I can’t help but grin back at him.

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