Dirty Score (Rough Riders Hockey 3)

Rafe lowered his mouth to her pussy with so much anticipation, his chest felt like it would crack. And when she was in his mouth, flooding every taste bud, he was sure he could have climaxed with little more than a brush of his cock. She was so soft. So warm. So delicious. And the way she rocked against his mouth and pulled at his hair made him want to tongue fuck her all night.

“Oh my God.” She rolled into a half crunch and held his head with both hands. He hummed and turned his head side to side, licking and sucking. Her mouth dropped open, eyes rolled back, fingers curled into fists. “Oh my God.”

Jesus, her pussy trembled beneath his mouth in a pre-orgasm shiver. She was so easy to get off, it was almost too easy. Almost. But in Mia’s case, the more pleasure he could give her in this short time they had, the better. He put his tongue to work, stroking her with wide, solid swaths. She broke after the second. And continued to tremble as Rafe continue to eat. He wasn’t ready to stop. He’d been starved for her for years.

“Rafe, Rafe, Rafe…” Each call of his name increased in pitch until she screamed and bucked and broke again in a shivering hot mess.

Rafe still wasn’t done. He was starting to wonder if he’d ever be done. The more he got, the more he needed. The harder she came, the harder he wanted her next climax. And he pushed two fingers deep into her hot, wet pussy. “Mmm, so good. Can’t get enough.”

She had one hand fisted in her own hair and one in his. Her body started to move, and she whimpered.

This climax he teased out of her, getting a wicked high out of torturing her with pleasure. While he rubbed the growing bubble deep in her pussy, he barely flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue.

“Rafe.” She slammed both hands into the bed and fisted the comforter, then lifted her hips, rocking them toward his mouth. And damn, that was just so goddamned hot.

He covered her, growled, then took her clit between his lips and sucked and sucked and sucked.

Mia climaxed so hard, her scream was cut short. She bucked and twisted and moaned and whimpered. Then shivered and trembled and panted, while she kept a heavy hand on Rafe’s jaw.

“No more…” She said between breaths. “Need…a break.”

He pushed up, licked his lips, and leaned over her. “Don’t get used to it.” He pressed a kiss to her belly. “We’ve still got a lot of night left ahead.”

6

Mia was fucked.

Well, not yet. At least not in the literal sense, but she already knew this night wasn’t going to be what she’d planned, expected, or needed.

In fact, as she caught her breath, sprawled on the bed in next to nothing with the man who’d owned her heart since she’d been a teenager kissing his way up her body, Mia knew tonight might just turn out to be the worst mistake of her life.

Rafe pressed his face to her neck, kissing her with a hum of pleasure. Mia closed her eyes on emotions so strong and so wildly unexpected that tears stung. She wrapped her hand around the back of his neck, and as soon as he lifted his head, she pulled him in and kissed him, pouring all those emotions into the connection.

He tasted musky and male. So alive. So primal. Mia used what little strength she’d recovered to push him onto his back and roll on top of him. And when she lifted her head, she found him smiling up at her. A big, authentic, quintessential Rafe grin, complete with that deep crescent in his right cheek. He reached up and pushed her hair off her face, then cupped her cheek and stroked her skin with his thumb.

Mia closed her eyes and leaned her head into his hand, and when she looked at him again, his smile had faded.

“Where have you been all my life?” he asked, semiserious.

She laughed softly and started working on the buttons of his shirt to break the intensity of their eye contact. “Right behind my brother.”

Rafe sighed and stroked her arms up to her shoulders, then cupped her breasts. They tingled and tightened, her nipples hardening instantly. He brushed them beneath his thumbs, and a tug teased her pussy.

“Mmm.” She pushed his shirt open and stroked her hands over his cut abs, across his wide, muscular chest. Skin she’d seen countless times in the past during summer swims and gym workouts, but only imagined touching. Then trailed her hands down to his pants and worked his belt open, his button, his zipper. Leaning forward, she pressed one hand to the bed at his shoulder, and with her eyes on his, she pushed her hand into his pants, beneath the edge of his boxers. Her fingers slid over his length, followed by her palm and by the time she curled her hand around his cock, his gorgeous gray eyes were hazed with lust.

His lids closed, his brow furrowed, and a sound, part sigh, part groan, rolled from his chest.

He was long and thick. Hot and hard. Hunger gnawed low in Mia’s gut. Her pussy clenched for the feel of him filling her. Fucking her.

She pressed her lips to the center of his chest and stroked his cock as her mouth moved her way down to his navel. Tucking her fingers into his pants, she dragged them down his hips, carefully lifted them over his erection, and pulled them lower.

His cock bounced free, and Mia’s desire tripled. He looked even better than he felt. She’d never thought the male sex anatomy particularly attractive…until now. Maybe her feelings for Rafe or her depth of wanting him skewed her view, but scanning his cock made her mouth water. And she didn’t wait to get his pants off to dive in for a taste.

She gently stroked him, then opened and took as much of him as she could.

Rafe choked out a sound of shock and pleasure. His back arched and his hand fisted in the covers. Déjà vu. Only in reverse. Mia liked that idea. And she put all her focus into bringing him as much pleasure as he’d just brought her, which was certainly no chore. He felt like silky steel in her mouth. He tasted salty and musky and supremely male. The sounds and sights of his pleasure turned Mia on in a way she’d never experienced before. And made Mia want to spend the night driving him crazy.

But she felt like she’d barely gotten to know all the intimate spots that made him moan and shiver when he took her face in his hands and drew her mouth from his cock.