All Chapters of The Hockey Player who Hates me : Chapter 81 - Chapter 87

Paige’s POVSaturday morning arrived with absolutely no intention of letting me sleep in.“Paige!” Leah shouted from the door.I groaned and buried my face deeper into the pillow. “Paige Bennett!”“What?” I mumbled.Leah laughed from somewhere outside my bedroom. “Get up. I’m bored.”I opened one eye and glanced at my phone. It was barely past nine.“It’s Saturday.”“Exactly. A perfectly good day to do something with our lives.”“Some of us have plans to do absolutely nothing, I want to.”“Well, those plans have been cancelled.”I heard her footsteps retreat down the hallway before my bedroom door swung open again.“Come on. Get up!”I pulled the duvet over my head.“Leah, I will actually throw something at you.”“Good. At least that means you’re awake.”A few minutes later, after she’d threatened to drag me out of bed herself, I finally surrendered. I pulled on a loose T-shirt and shorts, tied my hair into a messy bun, and wandered into the living room.Leah was curled up on the couc

Knox POVThe moment Paige stepped into my apartment, I noticed the change in her.She wasn’t looking around with the usual curiosity or preparing some smart remark about my taste in furniture. I closed the door behind her.“Hey. Look at me, Midget.”Her gaze slowly lifted to mine.I leaned against the door, studying her for a moment. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”“Nothing.”“You’re a terrible liar.”She rolled her eyes, but the gesture lacked its usual confidence.I pushed away from the door and walked towards her. “Relax.”She let out a breath, nervousness pouring out of her. “So… how do we do this?”I raised an eyebrow. “Do what?”“Knox.”I grinned. “I like the way you say my name.”“Can you be serious for once?” She hesitated, then glanced down at herself. “Am I supposed to take my clothes off here?”I stepped closer, lowering my voice. “Calm down Midget,” I said. “We’ve done this before.”She shot me a look, wiping her palms against her thighs. “Yeah, we have, but not

Paige’s POV“Are you scared, Midget?”I stared at him for a moment, wondering how one person could look so annoyingly comfortable while making me feel like I had forgotten how to function.“Scared of what? You not living up to your promise, Knox?” I purred. “What happened to fucking the attitude out of me?” Despite my taunt, my core clenched at the sight before me.Knox's body could serve as the mold for a Greek god statue. Broad shoulders, perfectly carved abs…. and a long, thick cock that looked like it could wreck me with little effort.Fuck. My mouth dried.He leaned forward and, without taking his eyes off mine, slowly wrapped one hand around my throat. He squeezed hard enough to cut off my breath for several beats before he loosened his grip. I gasped in a lungful of air, my head swimming from the brief deprivation of oxygen.“One of these days,” he said. “That mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble.”“But not today, right?” I taunted even though I was shaking in my boots.

Knox POVI gripped her throat and slammed into her, and all conversation ground to a halt. I groaned as her warmth surrounded me. Her moans filled the room, the sound raw, desperate. “Fuck, Paige.” I groaned, my voice strained. She felt like heaven to my hell.I was addicted to her. Her taste, her smell, the little breathy moans she let out every time I thrust into her, and the way her pussy clamped around my cock like it was made for me.I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this ravenous over a woman. “God, Paige.” I slowed my thrusts so I could reach between us and stroke her clit. A dark smile curled my mouth when her head fell back and her lips parted at the touch. “You feel so good. Do you like having my cock inside you?”Paige whimpered, her cheeks burning as she nodded. “Tell me, Midget.” My eyes dropped to her breasts, full, round, with perky pink areolas that were begging for attention. “Do you like it?”I cupped her soft, warm breasts in my hands, squeezing them gen