Sin Bin (D.C. Stars, #5)

by Chelsea Curto

(And for the readers who love when the six six grumpy hockey coach gets on his knees and begs. Brody Saunders is for you.)

Fucking you against a wall would be a great way to start another year.

“Are you going to have anything?” “I could go for two fingers,” I murmur, looking at him over my shoulder. When I do, I catch his eyes moving away from my ass. There’s a guilty expression pulling at his lips. “Maybe three. I bet I could take it.”

blink open, and they’re darker than before. “You asked me what I do for fun, Hannah, and tonight it was thinking about all the ways I’d fuck you if I had the chance.”

head, marveling at his sculpted physique. “Jesus Christ.” “My name is Brody, sweetheart. Try to get it right next time.”

“Let me take care of you.” “Beg,”

“Show me how badly you want to take care of me, Brody. How attracted you are to me.”

“I’ll make it so good for you. Let me get you out of my fucking head. I want—I need to make you come.”