Hooked: A Hockey Romance by June Winters

Author:June Winters [Winters, June]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13:

Whoops

Honor

I woke up with my head in a dense, swirling fog.

Am I sick? was my first thought.

And my second thought, oh, right. I'm hungover.

That was my punishment for staying at the bar with Cora and watching the entire game. We hadn't planned on watching the whole thing … and we certainly hadn't planned on getting as smashed as we did. But with the way the boys played against Montreal, crushing them 7-0? Well. It was easy to get carried away.

Carried away. That phrase echoed in my head, like a giant ringing bell, and a disturbing realization struck me.

Oh.

My.

God.

I had phone sex with Hunter Rockwell last night.

Hoping that memory was just a sick dream, I sat up and kicked my heavy comforter off my legs. But my worst fears were confirmed when I realized my bottom was nude. A deserted pair of panties laid between the bed and my body, pressed into a flat, wrinkled mess.

The memories came flooding back: I'd hastily yanked those panties off once Hunter started sweet talking me. Wait, 'sweet' talking? Is that how deluded I've become? He didn't sweet talk me at all; he just lured me in with the rhythmic tugs of his fist on hard flesh, wap wap wap, as he pleasured himself over the phone.

God, that was so dirty of him.

But I can't deny it. It worked. Because the sound of his smacking flesh possessed me. His manly grunts and weakened groans made me do something I couldn't take back: I started to play with myself, too. I didn't think he'd know—I thought I could do it in secret. But oh, he figured it out, and he figured it out real fast. And once the cat was out of the bag? I couldn't stop myself.

We urged each other on with our sounds of passion, moaning and groaning into each other's ears. Our private little sex party. The fact that I knew it was a bad idea only made it that much more delicious.

Worst of all, I actually came over the phone. I let him listen to the most personal and intimate sound of all: my screams of orgasmic bliss.

I slapped my forehead. “I am so fucked.”

Hunter was definitely going to chase after me now. Like a shark who'd caught a scent of blood in the water. And then it'd just be a matter of time until the girls knew that something was up.

If there was any silver lining in this … it was the fact that the team was going to stay on the road for a little while longer. So I had a small amount of time to get my act together—and push Hunter away again.

I hopped out of bed and checked my phone. One text from Hunter. My heart quickened as I opened it. A series of texts, all sent last night, after I'd passed out:

“Hope I didn't scare you off.”

“I wanna take you out on a date when I get back. Just me and you. Dinner. No one has to find out.

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