Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 121734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Rain: We probably should’ve had this conversation before getting called into Kashvi’s office.
Tyler: Pft. This is what Griffins are like. We do everything backwards and upside down. This is totally normal to me.
Tyler: Now.
Tyler: What are you wearing?
I almost barked out a laugh but caught myself at the last second. Tyler was going to be the death of me.
53
RAIN
The knock came two hours after the game against Seattle had ended. The Grays won, and I knew the guys wanted to celebrate a little in the hotel bar. Tyler slipped into my room last night for a bit, but he hadn’t said anything about tonight. As for me, I just operated as I would under normal circumstances. I worked.
Meester had played well tonight. Occasionally he still hesitated to challenge, but it was getting better. He still wasn’t as good as Brick. There weren’t a lot of goalies who were, but Meester had the potential.
The team as a whole was operating a lot more seamlessly than before. There was still something holding them back, but I couldn’t place it.
I went to answer the door and quickly moved back as Tyler slipped inside.
“Wha—”
His mouth was on mine, swallowing my question.
“I need you. I know we were going to wait, but I need to fuck you so bad right now.” His hands were a little frenzied as they ran down my back. He picked me up, pushing me against the wall as his mouth trailed down my throat and a hand slid under my shirt, lifting it so his mouth could find my breasts.
Holy shit. He sucked on one of my nipples, and I arched my back. My hands went to his hair, holding him close. “Tyler,” I gasped. I wrapped my legs around him, feeling how hard he was for me. That felt so good. I moaned.
His fingers dug into my thigh, and he raised his head, his eyes heated. “Can I fuck you here? Right now?”
I opened my mouth to respond as his other hand slid inside my shorts. I had already dressed for bed. His finger circled my clit and my vision blurred for a moment.
His finger slid inside.
God. That felt delicious.
“Please, baby? I’ve been wanting to fuck you since you put your reading glasses on and chewed the end of your pen. I’ve been dying.”
Wait. What?
I tried to think, to remember where I’d worn my reading glasses. I rarely used them. And then all thought ceased again as he slid two fingers inside me.
“That was at breakfast.”
He sucked at the skin just above my breast. That was criminal. I writhed against him.
“I know,” he breathed. “I had to keep thinking of my best friend’s grandma to keep my dick down. I need my fill of you so hockey doesn’t break my dick.” He tugged down my shorts. My thong. “Right here. This exact angle. I want to go as deep as possible. Can I?”
I tightened my legs around him before relaxing and letting him pull my clothes off. As we parted a moment, I pulled him out of his pants.
He did me one better, shoving his pants and boxer briefs off and then stepping completely out of them. His eyes darkened as he took in that I was wearing his jersey.
I felt a little shy. “I can’t wear it at the game so…” I began to pull it off.
He stopped me. “I want to fuck you in it.”
“Oh.” That sent a surge of heat through me. I felt a little dizzy.
His hand fisted in his jersey. “Can I?”
I nodded, losing the ability to talk for a second.
“Condom or—”
“Are you negative?”
He nodded, his eyes full of need.
I licked my lips, suddenly parched. “I’m on the patch too.”
His eyes flared. “Baby,” he said quietly, and that was a caress all by itself. He closed the distance and for a moment, we just stood there.
Some sort of tenderness swirled in me, making me feel wonderful.
But then I shut it down and reached for him. “I want you to come inside of me.”
His eyes went black, and a second later, he thrust up into me. I’d never felt as full as I did then. I wrapped myself around him and whispered, “Fuck me good.”
54
TYLER
After I felt Rain shatter in my arms and released inside of her for the second time that night, I pulled out gingerly and rolled to my back, my chest heaving.
Damn. I was never going to get better sex than this. I already knew that, because it was Rain. It was because of the way I felt about her. That terrified me. Something was happening to me, but I couldn’t face it. I wasn’t ready yet. Once I did, nothing would be the same.
Because of that, I forced myself to get up.
Rain looked over at me. “You’re leaving?”
I smiled at her, brushing a thumb over her forehead and smoothing her hair back. “I don’t want to rock the boat. Better if I don’t stay. This way, we can get a little sleep.”