Sleet Sugar (Sleet, #2)

by S.J. Tilly

This book is dedicated to everyone who’s ever felt self-conscious. You’re perfect just how you are. And if anyone tries to tell you otherwise, kick their dumbass out of your life.

“Sugar, if you think having intercourse like that is impossible, then you’ve been wasting your time with all the wrong men.” I try my hardest to stop my grin at his teasing. “You’re not wrong.”

I called you Sugar because you look sweet as candy.” He reaches out and twirls one of my long blond curls around his finger, gently sliding the hair through his grasp. “Add on the fact that you’ve draped yourself in the color of raspberry ice-cream, which happens to be my favorite flavor... Sugar seems like the perfect name for you.”

“Sugar, I find that very hard to believe. But - even if you think that’s true, you have nothing to worry about. Because I’m very good at this next part.” He smirks.

“Good. Now I’m going to put my mouth on this sweet pussy of yours and find out if you taste like candy everywhere.”

“Hmm… sweet.” Zach smirks, and I don’t know if I want to jump him or punch him.

“Sugar, don’t tell me you don’t like hockey. That, I just won’t believe.”

“I wasn’t trying to be sneaky, Sugar. I don’t know if you’ve noticed this about me, but I kind of take up a lot of space. Doesn’t make me very stealthy.”

“Don’t worry, Baby.” His smirk tells me that he’s using that endearment just to rile me up. “I have no intention of telling my coach just how fucking tasty and dirty his pretty daughter is. I know full well that that wouldn’t be good for my health.”

Then I met Sugar. Sweet, innocent, little vixen. Her looks alone were enough to knock me on my ass. All curves. All sweet. All soft. All woman. All sugar.

It’s like I can see into her mind. She’s doing everything she can to convince herself that we’re a bad idea. She’s trying to build a barrier between us. She’s trying to deter me. But Sugar doesn’t seem to understand that I, Zachary Hunt, never back down from a challenge.

“And here I thought I was coming to save you from this group of Neanderthals. I should’ve known my Sugar could handle herself.”

Emma and I both stand there, watching him leave. Once Zach is back in his truck, Emma hums. “You’ve got it bad for that man.” I groan. “I know.” “And that man has it bad for you.” To that, I have no response.

“I know you’re not talking to me right now. You made that perfectly clear. About a thousand times," he smirks, referring to the rant I half-shouted at him after the last “attraction”. I narrow my eyes. “But please, accept my offering. I openly admit that it will take more than one cup of sweetness to make up for the trauma I’ve put you through tonight. I’m the worst. You’re the best. I’m a troll. You’re a goddess. I’m dumb. You’re brilliant. I’m salt. You’re sweet, sweet Sugar.”

“That little fucking man-boy is not putting his tiny hands on you. Ever. Again.”

“I said, rock against me,” Zach repeats. “Did you just spank me?” I gasp. “Yeah, Sugar. And if you don’t start rubbing that sweet little pussy against me like I asked you to, I’ll bend you over my knee and spank you even more.”

“I know. I wish I didn’t care. I really do. But him seeing those signs, it just makes me feel… stabby.”

“Who’s she?” the bride-to-be asks. “She’s the girl who’s fucking Zachary Hunt,” Meghan states plainly. The women gasp. And my face flames with heat, while my body flames with smug pride.

Date cancelled my ass. No one would cancel on Zach. I’d bet my secret gummy bear stash he was planning to come alone.

My sexy inner voice is telling me to ditch this class and mount Zach. But I don’t think that’s what he meant.

“You went younger last time. I see you’re trying your hand at older tonight. But you’re wrong to keep trying. You don’t need to keep searching for your perfect man.” There’s no hint of teasing in his voice or his eyes. I keep my tone just as serious. “I know.”

“Sugar, I haven’t even looked at another woman since the first night I laid eyes on you. The hours between that night, when you snuck out of my room, and that morning you threw your folders at me in your dad’s office, were the longest of my life. I knew I wasn’t done with you, but I had no idea how to find you. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t reappeared in my life. Luckily, I don’t have to find out. Because here you are.” “Here I am,”

“I’m sure you have. But you’re mine now, and I’ll worry as much as I want to.” He kisses me on the nose before swatting my ass. “Now get inside.” I laugh, but I comply. Stepping through my door, I turn back to see him watching me. “Good night, Zach.” “Sweet dreams, Sugar.”

Sugar, It’s settled. As soon as I get home, we’re spending every night in bed together.

“I’m glad you find my predicament so funny. But I bet if I slid my hand up that little dress of yours, I’d find your pretty pink pussy dripping wet. I bet your panties are soaked and your clit is swollen and ready for me. How long would it take, do you think, once I got my lips wrapped around that bundle of nerves, before you came on my face.”

“The Sleet Enforcer uses his talents in the real world to defend his girl from an assailant.”

“Add to the fact that said girl is also the head coach’s daughter, and you have quite the story. A real beauty-and-beast scenario. I believe the ladies would call it romantic.”

“What finally gave it away,” he continues, “was her wearing your jersey. She would never have done that on her own. That’s when it all clicked. All the times she asked after you, worried about you getting hurt, was annoyed about the women with lewd signs directed at you. It all just made sense. She cares about you. And seeing how you came to her rescue tonight, I’d say that you care about her, too.”

“I don’t know why you have that garbage in your head. My daughter would be lucky to have a man like you. And you’d be lucky to have a woman like her. If I didn’t think she was already half in love with you, I wouldn’t push it. But if you choose to break her heart, by walking away rather than fighting, then that’s the only flaw you can claim as your own. If this has something to do with your worthless parents, then you need to find a way to let that shit go.”

“Yeah, I know enough about them," he says. “Isabelle didn’t tell me anything, if that’s what you’re thinking. But I do my research. And all I can say is Fuck Them. We’re your family now. What happens between you and Isabelle is between you and Isabelle. But you’ll always be a part of the Sleet family, son. Nothing will change that.”

“You showed up right when I needed you. My knight in a dark suit. You can’t see the future, you can’t prevent all bad things from happening, but you can act when you see them.”

“Has this been on the whole time? Did we just have sex to the Backstreet Boys?” “ 'Fraid so,”

“Because I thought I lost you. And now that I have you, I intend to keep you as close as possible.”