Wild About You (Wildcat Hockey, #2)

by Rebecca Jenshak

Our kisses are slower and deeper as I lift her in my arms. It’s the first of many times I plan to fuck her in this house, but tonight I want to cherish her in a way that makes that promise for me—no words necessary. I push inside of her, and still with my forehead resting against hers. Piper’s chest rises and falls. Her words come out in a rasp. “Oh God, why are you stopping?” A rough chuckle escapes as I pull back a fraction to look at her. Face flushed, eyes so dark blue I feel like I’m drowning in them. “I was trying to savor th...

She clings to me as I fuck her against the wall. We eventually move to the ground where she rides me, then we switch again so I can take her from behind. Every position, every kiss, every thrust is a promise. When she finally comes, Piper falls on her back and takes in big, deep breaths. “Wow. I think this place has the magic touch.” “That’s all me, baby.” I curl up next to her. Our clothes tossed in every direction around us. I bring our joined hands up above ...

“I love you too.” I shake my head slowly. “I know we’ve said the words to each other before and I meant them then, but I’ve never loved you more than I do now.” Her head falls to the side, and she stares back at me with the biggest smile on her face. She eliminat...

“He’s had a lot going on. He probably just needs a reminder that you’re a goddess,” Scarlett says. “How do I remind him of that?” “Oh, I think you know.” Jade smirks and gives me a slow once-over that feels downright sensual. She laughs, and in case I didn’t pick up her hint, she says, “Take off all your clothes and lie on top of him.” “Sex?” Scarlett asks with a snort. “Your answer to this is sex?” “I’m sorry,” Jade says with a roll of her eyes. “Let me clarify. Lots of sex. Repeatedly until he can’t think of anything else.” She looks from me to Scarlett. “This isn’t that hard of a concept, ladies. I do it all the time.”

He drops the towel from around his waist and opens a dresser drawer for clothes. Gosh, he’s beautiful. The muscles in his back and arms work as he pulls on a pair of athletic pants.

As the applause dies down, Ash leans over. “Tell me why we came to see a play that our girl wasn’t actually in?” “Because that’s what family does,” Jack says, eyes still on the stage. “They show up.”

“I was trying to keep you from breaking up with me long enough to show you how much you mean to me.” “Break up with you? Not a chance, baby. It’s me and you.” I snake a hand around the back of her neck and with my other hand I dig out the ring box in my front pocket. “Now my gift.” Her eyes widen as I bring the box into view. “You asked me what was the first thing I bought when I signed my contract. This.” I hand it to her, and she opens it slowly. Tears fill her eyes. “Why?” “Because I wanted to share that moment with you, and I couldn’t. And when I realized that, I just knew you were my end game. I used to think relationships were all about timing, but since you came back into my life, I’ve had to accept that maybe there is no such thing as the right time. There is always going to be something I can’t give you or some event during the season I’m going to miss because I’m traveling. But I promise you that no one has or will ever love you more than I do. I love you, Piper. I’ve loved you since I was eighteen years old. Fuck yeah, we belong together, always. Marry me, Pipes?” “Yes.” She nods. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”