Sticks and Stones (Shadow Valley U, #1)
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I’ve kissed girls before. But tell me why my breathing stops as soon as our mouths are on each other? Tell me why my heart fucking skips? And most of all, tell me why Wren Davis kisses me back?
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“And would someone so self-centered sleep three feet from you every night in case you start screaming and wake the whole neighborhood?”
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“Look at my eyes, baby.” I blink past the tears and find myself clinging to the blue for dear life. I grip his wrists so hard I’m positive I’ve made him bleed. He takes it, though. Stone says nothing. He continues to stare into my eyes, breathing slowly out of his mouth, trying to get me to do the same. “You’re safe,” he whispers.
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“Does it turn you on knowing the power you have over me, Sticks? I can’t fucking resist you.”
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“I’ll want every single fucking part of you.”
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I undo the button of her pants and yank them down, dropping to my knees. I put her legs over my shoulders and wink at her.
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“My girl likes praise?” I lick her slowly, from her slit to the top of her mound. “You taste so good, baby. I’m never going to need another meal again as long as you keep your cunt wet for me.”
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“You’re mine, Wren Davis. What more do I need to do to prove it? Fuck you in front of Evan? Get my name tattooed on your skin?” I cup her jaw, forcing her head up. “Or your name on me? Now that sounds tempting…”
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“Where do you want your name, Sticks?” I adjust myself. Jesus, talking about marking myself for her has me harder than ever. “On my dick? Across my chest? My knuckles, maybe?”
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“Baby, I’m fucking obsessed with you.” His deep voice is hot. “I can’t sleep if you’re not beside me. I can’t eat if you’re at work and I’m not sitting there in a booth, watching your hips sway with your tray. Even during my practices and games, if I don’t know where you are at all times, I fuck up and nearly fall on the ice.”
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I want to marry her too.
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And I think I love her for it.
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“I can’t.” My brows furrow. His blue eyes snap to mine, like something just clicked into place. He grips my blanket and cups my cheek. “I can’t go without telling you that I love you.”
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But sure enough, I reach up on my tiptoes and whisper against his mouth, “I love you too.”
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I told her I loved her, and then I fucking bailed. After hate sex, no less. But she said it back. And it wasn’t really hate sex in the end, was it? Just…angry sex. Because she loves me too.
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“I had this entire thing planned for after the game. The guys were in on it, and even the fucking cameraman was going to zoom in on your face so I could watch the surprise flicker across it over and over again until we’re old and gray, but I can’t play another second of this game without knowing you’ll be my wife.”