Pucking the Captain
D.Twisteri caught him looking at my lipsthe hockey star's remorsewhen a guy blushes and looks downyour gaze hits the side of my face
"You think you're so smart, don't you, Vane? Walking around all day, looking at me like that, making me wait until we're behind a locked door."
"I wasn't trying to make you wait," I gasped, my head falling back as his mouth trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down my collarbone.
My brain was completely short-circuiting, my thoughts dissolving into a hazy, white-hot need. "I just wanted to see how long you could hold out."
Jaxson let out a low, feral growl that vibrated right through my chest. His hand moved up, his rough, calloused fingers wrapping around my throat.