Vancouver Wolves Hockey Romance 03 - The Penalty Box by Stone Odette

Author:Stone, Odette [Stone, Odette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07VJHY4G5
Publisher: Odette Stone Publishing Inc.
Published: 2019-07-21T04:00:00+00:00

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I woke up to Charlie sliding out of bed. I grabbed her hand, but she pulled away from me. “Sniper needs to go outside.”

I watched with half-shut eyes as she bent down to pick up her panties, giving me the perfect shot of her ass. She disappeared into the walk-in closet before reappearing fully dressed.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” my voice muffled into the pillow.

She blushed and ducked her head. “Sleep some more. You need it.”

* * *

I woke up to the sound of a hairdryer. I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. Charlie stood in the middle of the bathroom, wearing a matching yellow bra and panties while she blow-dried her hair.

I eyeballed her lush body and stretched behind her, rubbing my messy hair. “Come have a shower with me.”

“I just showered.”

Defiantly feisty. I liked it. I went around the corner to shower. My morning wood wasn’t going away as I thought about how hot she looked half-naked. I thought about last night, and how I had touched her, until my cock was raging hard and ready to go.

I came back around the corner, a towel wrapped around my waist. Usually, women and their routines got in my way and annoyed me, but Charlie applying eye makeup in my bathroom felt right. I moved too close behind her, reaching around her to grab my toothbrush.

“Sorry,” I said, not sorry at all.

She flushed and our eyes made contact in the mirror. Standing behind her, I brushed my teeth, using every opportunity to rub against her when I needed the sink. She said nothing, but a small smile played on her lips.

I watched her slowly smooth clear gloss over her open lips. I stepped behind her and ground myself against her. In the mirror’s reflection, her eyes widened as she felt my hard cock.

I knew I should take this slow, let her get used to the idea of us being together, but doing what is smart and doing what I want are usually two different things.

“I want your smart-ass mouth on my cock.”

Her eyes widened. “Excuse me?”

“I want to fuck your face.”

I fully expected her to sass me before walking off, but she turned around, her fingers clenching the vanity. “I should go get breakfast ready.”

Putting both hands on either side of her, I basically pinned her to the vanity. Why the fuck I loved to push her buttons, I had no idea. But the fact she hadn’t already told me to fuck off made me want to push her further. I wanted to get her riled up. I wanted to say things that were so far over the line it was almost laughable.

“Don’t test me. If your husband wants you to suck on his cock, you get on your knees and you suck.”

Her eyes widened, and to my fucking amazement, she reached down and, through the towel, grabbed my dick in her hand. And it dawned on me: she wanted this as bad as I did, and she liked the dirty talk.

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