Home Game (A Vancouver Wolves Hockey Romance Book 2)

“I WANT MORE.” My body felt restless and greedy.

Ryan lifted his head and trailed his fingers lightly over my stomach before he traced them down one of my thighs. “I can give you more.”

He moved so that his mouth covered mine. A gasp escaped out of me, when his fingers slid between my legs.

“Yes,” I moaned as his fingers lightly teased my most sensitive parts. It made my head spin.

I felt his lips smile against mine. “You like that?”

“So much.”

“I need a taste of that sweet pussy,” he moved to kneel between my legs and his big hands gently parted my thighs. I blushed as his blue eyes travelled over my nakedness.

“You’re perfection,” he moved to position his face between my legs.

I wanted this next part so bad but I felt self-conscious. How could he possibly like doing that? I lifted my head. “We can skip this part, if you want.”

His eyes lifted to mine. “There is no chance in hell I want to skip this part.”

“Are you sure?” I asked nervously.

He responded by burying his mouth between my legs. His mouth, so warm and wet, covered me. So many sensations flooded my brain, I almost couldn’t process them. His tongue was madness. Teasing and tormenting me to dizzying heights.

My hips began to buck up. His arms imprisoned my legs, holding me still. He sucked, licked and nibbled at me, driving me towards my release. Every time I got close, he would shift gears, never letting me quite get where my body wanted to go. It was a delicious torture.

“Please, Ryan,” I panted. “Please.”

“Tell me what you want.” His fingers got in on the action, driving me to new euphoric heights. “I want to hear you say it.”

My entire back arched as he pushed me to a new level of pleasure. “What do you want me to say?”

“Tell me you want to come.”

A cry escaped out of my throat as his fingers rubbed against something so intense, so beautiful inside of me, I swear I could see stars.

“I want you to make me come.”

His fingers rubbed with more pressure inside of me while his mouth gently sucked on my clit.

My orgasm hit me like a truck. I clawed at the bedsheets while my stiff body arched against the intense waves of pleasure, bucking up against his fingers, his mouth, his tongue. A hoarse scream ripped out of my throat. The world spun. A tsunami of never ending sensation rolled through my body.

I peaked and then the sensations slowly started to recede. My bones felt like melted wax as I collapsed back onto the bed.

“I love watching you come,” Ryan spoke from between my legs. His eyes were dark with desire.

I worked to steady my breath. “Is this where we have sex now?”

“We don’t have to.”

I lifted my head in shock. “Why not?”

He winced. “I mean, we can take this relationship slow. I don’t want you to feel rushed.”

I stared at him. “I don’t feel rushed. I want to do that.”

Blue eyes met mine. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

He kissed one of my still trembling thighs. “We need birth control.”

“I’m on the pill.”

His eyes widened.

I responded. “I asked Krista to help me with that.”

“I’m clean.”

“I trust you, Ryan.” I did. Not just about that but with everything. It went against my better judgement, but I was willing to lay it all on the line and give this another shot. I couldn’t seem to help myself. If he broke my heart a second time, at least I tried.

He moved over me with fluid grace. He positioned himself between my bent legs, not letting us touch, except his lips. Which gently brushed against mine.

“Thank you.”

“For what?” I sounded breathless.

He lifted his head. “For trusting me.”

We stared into each other’s eyes. I licked my lips. “Do you think it will hurt?”

“It might a bit, but I’ll go slow.”

“Right now?” I sounded so greedy, but I really wanted to get this show on the road.

His smile bedazzled me. “If you want.”

“I want.”

He reached between us and then I felt something big and hard pressing against my core. Our eyes met as the tip of his hard cock pushed into my opening.

“How’s that?”

It felt full and big but it didn’t seem to be in that far. “Is it all the way in?”

He winced and laughed at the same time. “Not even close. I was just going slow.”

“Does it go in further?”

He bent down and gave me a long, hot kiss. “It goes in further.”

My legs trembled like two leaves in the wind.

I stared at his face. “I’m ready.”

Ryan dropped another kiss on my mouth. “You feel unreal.”

With slow patience, he pushed himself higher into me. I clung to his shoulders as I felt his body invade mine. I felt myself stretch around him. It hurt a bit, but it also felt good so it was weird when my entire body began to shake.

He dipped his head and sucked on one earlobe. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” I gasped as his mouth moved down my neck, hitting every nerve. I let my hands smooth down his muscular back. I loved the feel of his muscular body. His mouth was doing delectable things to my neck and shoulder but the rest of him remained still. It made me feel restless.

“What should I be doing?” I wanted this to be good for him too.

Those lips teased my collarbone.

“You can put your legs around my waist. It might be more comfortable for you.”

I lifted my legs to bring them up around him and something shifted, pushing him deeper inside of me. I gasped at the electrifying sensation. I tightened my legs and it happened again.

“That feels good,” I breathed.

He shifted his hips causing pleasure to spike up my spine. “Like that?”

“Oh God,” I clung to him. “Like that.”

He lifted his head, to watch my face. My gaze clung to his as he began to move with slow and measured movements. Each time he moved, the pleasure of the friction between us, jolted me.

Everything about this felt so primal. Ryan’s powerful and strong body, made me feel small and feminine. My entire life I had fought against being dominated by a man, but now I willingly was opening my body to Ryan to receive his cock and his power. Every time he pushed further into me, it felt like submission and there was a certain freedom in letting go and accepting that.

His mouth covered mine, kissing me with a bruising strength. It reminded me of that night in the bar, when he had pinned me against the wall. I moaned and opened my mouth, wanting him to deepen his kiss. He obliged and he swallowed my cry as he took control of my mouth.

This was trust.

He tore his mouth from mine. “Oh fuck.”

“What?” I felt delirious with lust. His throbbing cock felt huge inside of me, but it was creating the most intense sensations. Kind of like when his face was between my legs but better.

He pressed his forehead to mine. “I’m just struggling to take this easy.”

My eyes widened. “What do you mean?”

He swallowed. “I don’t want to lose control.”

I had no idea what he meant, but I like the idea of him losing control. “I want this to be good for you.”

“This is more than fucking good for me. This feels insane.”

“But you’re holding yourself back.”

“It’s your first time.”

“Show me how it’s supposed to be done.”

His eyes lifted to watch my face. Then he thrust. Not a gentle, easy movement, but one that was pure male. Hard and swift, burying his huge length deep inside of me.

My eyes squeeze shut as the most intense sensation jolted through me. “Oh God.”

“Zoey?”

“More. More of that.”

He obliged. Pulling his cock nearly out of me, before thrusting it with a heavy force. I almost came.

“More, more, more,” I chanted through clenched teeth. The friction was unbelievable.

“Oh fuck,” he breathed, but he obeyed my command. His hips were now moving with a rhythmic motion, driving himself into me and then sliding back. His neck was corded and his head was back, eyes shut and teeth bared. “You feel so fucking perfect. So tight and hot and wet.”

Pleading noises escaped out of me. “Faster.”

Fiery heat licked up my spine. My crossed ankles, bounced on his ass, as he started to fuck me with intention.

This time, my orgasm felt different. It felt deeper, with bigger waves. I cried out as the heat seemed to scorch me from the inside out. Consuming me, overtaking me.

Ryan was breathing hard. “Oh shit, I’m going to come.”

His thrusts were fierce, driving me up the bed and then he threw his head back as a guttural cry came out of him. Dazed and pliant, I watched in fascination as he came, before dropping his face between my neck and shoulder.

He groaned and rolled over, taking me with him. I lay my head on his chest, listening to his heart pound.

When our breathing slowed, I shyly lifted my head and looked at him.

We stared at each other. His arms wrapped around my waist. “Are you okay?”

I felt my face break out into a smile. “You’re really good at that.”

He laughed as he lifted his head to kiss me on the lips. “We were good at that. Next time I promise I won’t come like a 14 year old.”

I had no idea what that meant. “How does a 25 year old come compared to a 14 year old.”

His teeth tugged at my bottom lip. “We last longer.”

I pulled my head back. “How much longer?”

“A lot longer.”

I studied the man before me. He seemed so beautiful to me. Everything about him, felt magical. My heart actually hurt when I looked at him. I had no idea how I had gotten so lucky.

“I think I’m in love with you,” I blurted out.

His eyes crinkled as he smiled. “That’s good.”

“That’s good?” Disbelief traced my voice. “That’s all you got?”

“I’ve been in love with you for months. So, yeah, it’s good that you finally ’think’ you’re in love with me.”

My heart tripped at his confession.

“How long?” I demanded.

He thought about his answer. “A while.”

“Why!”

His smile broadened. “Because you’re you. I love your sassy mouth and the way you think about others. I love how you wear your heart on your sleeve and your obsession with IKEA. You’re so smart and so tough but somehow you got through life without being jaded and bitter. Everything about you just works for me. I was miserable without you and now I feel stupidly happy.”

I swallowed, wanting this feeling of pure fucking joy to never end. “I promise I won’t bring up marriage and babies in six months and ruin everything.”

“You can, but maybe you should get through school before we have a kid.”

I blinked a slow blink. “What?”

His arms squeezed me tighter. “Whenever you’re ready, I’m ready.”

“To have a baby?” I squeaked.

“Does that freak you out?”

I tried to imagine having Ryan’s baby. A vision of him carrying a diaper bag and a baby car seat crossed my mind. “Yes.”

He laughed and kissed me. “I somehow became the chick in this relationship.”

“You want a baby?”

“I want you.”

“With a baby.”

“With or without a baby, but you’re it for me.”

My heart swelled so big, I thought it would come out of my chest. Never in my life had I ever imagined I would find this level of happiness.

“Ryan?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m glad I took Accounting in grade 10.”

He laughed and kissed me hard on the lips. “Me too.”