Egotistical Puckboy (Puckboys, #1)

by Eden Finley

I’m a hockey player, son … I give back to the community. I use my privilege to help others. I don’t want to come out to the world and be reduced to Anton Hayes, gay hockey player. And when I look at Ezra, that’s all I see. He’s perpetuating the image I want to avoid. It’s infuriating. And a little intimidating.

I like that their dislike runs deeper than the “I hate him cause he’s pretty/ a douchebag”.

oomph!” I shove him into the wall and crowd up behind him. “Keep talking. I dare you.”

Wooooof the buildup 🔥🔥🔥🔥🤌🏼

Ezra has always rubbed me the wrong way, and now, for the first time ever, he’s finally rubbing me exactly the way I need.

Ezra gasps, and his ass clenches tight. The second his cum hits my hand, I let go. My orgasm crashes over me, and I fuck him through it, unable to stop if I tried. By the time I finally slow, finally start to get blood pumping back to my brain, I’m breathing hard and Ezra is slumped against the wall. I want to drop down against him and catch my breath, but instead,

I’d wanted to show him up, but when he lets go of me to take center stage again, the filthy look he throws back at me makes it obvious I failed to do anything other than stroke his ego.

Karaoke battles as foreplay. I love this

“Nope.” He pinches my chin and leans in, dark eyes locked with mine. “No joking. You are an awesome person, Ez. And while we do this thing, you’re also my person. If anyone says that shit to you, they get to face both of us.”

is, I don’t want to rein him in. I don’t want to change him. He’s light. He’s attention. People are drawn to him and his larger-than-life personality. I want to wind him up and watch him fly, then be the safe place where he can land. The one he always comes back to.

“In that case, you better not die first, because I won’t be done with you, and then things will get dark,”