Break my Heart (Western Wildcats Hockey, #6)

by Jennifer Sucevic

Not only is Ava sitting with all the other girlfriends—Juliette, Carina, Fallyn, Viola, Stella, Britt, and Willow—but she’s wearing my jersey. Seeing her there has something tightening in my chest. I never expected to find someone who made me feel complete. It’s crazy. She crashed into my life when I least expected it, and now I can’t imagine being without her.

The roar is deafening, and I can barely hear my own thoughts over the sound of the crowd. I skate toward the glass and point at Ava. She’s on her feet, grinning from ear to ear. The sight of her has something clicking inside me.

I’ve never been in love before. Never even thought about the possibility. But seeing her there, wearing my name, my number, cheering like I’m the only guy on the ice… It’s like the world finally makes sense. This has to be what love feels like.

As the game continues, I glance up at her whenever I can. It’s like she’s my anchor, the one thing that keeps me steady in all this chaos.

I can’t take my eyes off Ava. And if I’m being truthful with myself, that’s the way it’s been from the very beginning.

She’s across the room, talking with Fallyn and Juliette, laughing, her smile bright enough to light up the whole damn bar. In a short period of time, she’s become my everything. I never expected to feel this pull toward her. Now that I do, I can’t imagine a single day without her. She’s still wearing my jersey, and every time she glances at me, my heart skips a beat.

Ryder was just on stage with Juliette, singing some ridiculous duet that makes the whole place swoon and cheer. Wolf jumped up there after them, crooning a love song to Fallyn. I flick a glance at his wife to see she’s eating it up.

Emotion rushes through my veins as I tug her into my arms, and my lips brush across hers. Ford leaps to his feet and whistles, and the crowd bursts into catcalls and applause. Ava shakes her head as our gazes hold. “I think you’re it for me, Tink.”

Ava frowns, biting her lip like she’s trying to figure out a puzzle. The last thing I want is to get drawn into whatever drama’s brewing between them. That’s his mess to handle. All I care about is the girl standing next to me, looking up at me with those wide, blue eyes that are capable of making me forget my own name.

The only thing I have on my mind is getting Ava alone and showing her exactly how much she means to me. And I’ll do it with my mouth. My hands. And my cock. Exactly the way she likes it.

If I’d been secretly worried that a long-distance relationship might be the end of us, the opposite has turned out to be true. When we’re able to arrange our schedules and fly to the same city, it’s always explosive between us. We can’t keep our hands off each other and end up spending most of our time in bed. There’s no other place I’d rather be than wrapped up in his arms. Our connection has only flourished, deepening over the past year.

What we’ve found together is raw and intimate, a part of our relationship that we’ve grown into, where we can explore our needs without judgment. Hayes indulges me in ways I never thought possible, turning all my fantasies into reality. With him, I feel free.

Standing on the other side of the threshold is Hayes. A smile lights up his face. My eyes widen, and before I can even think, I launch myself at him with a small squeal of happiness. He catches me easily, his strong arms banding around me as I bury my face against his neck and inhale his masculine scent.

“I wanted it to be a surprise. Are you surprised, baby?” Tears well in my eyes as I pull him closer. “You have no idea.” I’ve missed him so much, and now that he’s here, everything feels right again. Like I can breathe again.

“I’ve missed you,” I whisper, kissing him again, this time slower, savoring the taste of him. He chuckles against my lips, carrying me toward the bedroom without breaking our connection. “I’ve missed you too, babe. I couldn’t go another day without seeing you. Holding you. Kissing you.”

I’m the only one who gets to blow my husband now. Oh, did I forget to mention that we’re married? We tied the knot three months ago.

My core dampens with arousal as I squirm. My fingers tunnel through his thick blond hair to hold him close. He releases my nipple with a soft pop before giving the same attention to the other one. “Hayes, please…” My voice trails off as pleasure floods every cell in my body.

“Oh, I’m counting on it, Tink.” He smears my arousal around, rubbing soft circles against my clit before flicking the little piece of jewelry. I can’t help but arch my back and widen my legs, needing more. Needing everything. “Always so fucking greedy.” “For you.” “Better only be for me.”

My eyelids crack open when he pauses. I find his gaze locked on my spread pussy. Only his fingertips remain inside me. “Such a gorgeous cunt. I’m going to enjoy fucking and eating it this weekend. I’ve missed the taste of you on my tongue.

“You love the dirty talk, don’t you, baby girl?” “You know I do.” A slow grin spreads across his face. “Yup, I do. I just love hearing you admit it.” We couldn’t be more perfectly suited. His appetites match my own, as if we were made for each other.

“How much does this pussy need to be fucked?” I spread my legs impossibly wide as he caresses my lips. “Please, I need you.” “Trust that I know exactly what you need.” “I do, Hayes. I trust you to always take care of me.”

“You have the most perfect heart-shaped ass. I miss it so damn much when we can’t be together.” “I miss the way you play with me too.”

“Well, I did ask you to take me hard.” With a strained chuckle, he rises to his feet. In one swift movement, his cock slides deep inside my body, filling me to the brim. Another groan falls from his lips. “Right here, baby. Pure bliss.”