The Girl in the Hockey Jersey (Off The Ice #0.5) by Ainsley Booth

Author:Ainsley Booth [Booth, Ainsley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Ainsley Booth
Published: 2023-02-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Kieran

I tumble to the side, stretching out with my head against the pillows, and she follows, crawling between my legs. She mimics what I did, sinking her teeth lightly into my thigh, then grinning with a joy that hits me right in the chest.

It’s not the tequila talking. I don’t remember when a hook-up has ever been this fun. How little sleep can I get away with tonight?

Fuck it, I’ll nap on the plane.

Her fingers skim up the inside of my thigh, a featherlight touch that makes my cock throb. Her gaze locks onto the heavy weight of it, and the caress of her attention alone is enough to make my hips jerk. She smiles and lays another gentle biting kiss on my skin. I moan at the perfect swipe of her tongue, and she gives me a wide-eyed, don’t wake the neighbours look.

“It’s okay to have loud sex in a hotel room.” I grin. That might be the tequila talking.

But I get it. She’s a good girl who doesn’t want to be rude. She’d be deeply embarrassed if the front desk had to call and tell us to keep it down because her wicked little tongue makes me unhinged.

“Give me something to do with my mouth then.” I slide my gaze between her legs. “Spin around and we can sixty-nine.”

She laughs.

I’m not joking.

Then she wraps her slim fingers around my dick and we both go absolutely still. My pulse jackhammers in my neck. My hands clench in the bedding. In her fist, my cock thickens, gets even harder for her, and a thick bead of pre-come pulses into existence for her.

She licks her lips—fuck—and strokes, stretching my foreskin all the way down, then up, until her tight grip nudges the sensitive head of my cock.

The tip looks obscenely big in her little fingers. I can’t look away. A handjob from Jersey Girl is better than anything else I can remember.

I groan as she sways closer, her breath brushing the wetness at my slit. But instead of taking the crown into her mouth, she twists her head and ghosts her mouth down my shaft. Then she kisses my balls.

Fucking sweet as apple pie, this good girl is.

She blinks up at me, then pokes her tongue out and slides it up the underside of my shaft, where all the blood in my entire body has gone.

“You’re so hard,” she breathes, and it should be a dirty line, but it feels like the highest of praise.

“That’s what you do to me,” I growl, my gaze locked on her face. “Fuck, I need inside you.”

“In a rush?”

To get through round one? Definitely. “Just a few more licks, beautiful girl.”

Her cheeks turn pink at the compliment. I mean it. She is beautiful. “But what if my mouth is perfect—”

“It already is. But I want inside you. So have a little taste of me, and then climb up here and fuck me.”

Her tongue swirls around my head, wetting where her fingers circle me. Easing the slide of her hand up and down my rigid erection.

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