Puck Me Secretly (Vancouver Wolves Hockey, #1)

by Odette Stone

Intoxicated, my hips strained against his hold on me, wanting more. Begging with little jerks...

head tossed back and forth, and my fingers moved down to dig into his thick hair.

I cried out, loud, demanding noises, as my body burned with an ache.

“Please,” I cried. “Max...

He lifted his head, wa...

“Yes,” I gasped, when he invaded me with his fingers. Without sha...

“You want this so bad, d...

“Such a dirty girl. Look at you. So needy and hungry. So lu...

“More,” I choked out my demands. “G...

He twisted his fingers and stroked something ...

He bent his mouth down and sucked onto my lush nub.

back arched off the bed while my eyes rolled in my head. He kept on sucking and my orgasm never seemed to end.

I hung, suspended in time, unable to do anything but surrender to the in...

“You’re so fucking beautiful.”

“You have no idea how much I want to fuck you.” “I want that too.”

His blues dropped to my mouth. “Fuck I’m going to regret this.” “Regret what?”

My breath was a staccato in my ribcage as he dropped his head down towards mine. And then his mouth moved over mine, stealing my breath.

Max had broken Joseph’s jaw in three places, smashed his nose and broken two of his teeth. Joseph's injuries were so extensive he required restorative surgery to his face.

The reporter shouted, “You owe the public answers. I can make Rory give me the answers I need. She’s a nice tight piece of ass and I think she’d love to suck me off.”

Max turned around and shoved him hard. You could hear him say, “Touch her and I’ll kill you.”

“Try the first book. Get through three chapters and if you hate it, you can stop reading.”

“For a kiss.”

“What?” I...

“I said, I’ll read three chapters if you give me a kiss.”

you don’t do distractions.” “I’m looking at my only distraction.

His mouth came down over mine. I moaned. His kiss reminded me of that first night we kissed. He took his time. He didn't rush our kiss. It was simply an experience in pleasure.

“Tell me you’re not dating that Baby Boy.”

“Calder’s a family friend.”

“He’s a drugged up punk who doesn’t deserve you.”

“Answer this one question and then I’ll leave.”

“Have you slept with him yet?”

“Not yet.”

Max’s nostrils flared as he worked to get his emotions under control.

He reached to open the door, but his hand paused on the handle.

He stared down at me. His eyes were like blue diamonds, glittering like hot ice. He took a step towards

I stepped back.

He kept coming until my back was flat against the wall. He towered over me, staring down at me...

“This is complete fucking bullshit.”

you think your drugged up Baby Boy can satisfy you the way I can?”

“Drop your robe,” he growled.

“Why?”

“Because I’m going to give you something to remember when he trie...

“Now,” he commanded.

shrugged my shoulders, letting the robe slide off my naked body and puddle at my feet.

Two huge warm hands grabbed me around the waist and spun me around, pushing me against the wall.

With infinite gentleness he brushed my long hair away from my back, over my shoulder.

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful.”

“Now I’m going to show you what it means to get properly fucked.”

he brought my hands up, and placed them above my head, flat against the wall.

“Spread your legs for me.”