Mine to Take: A Brother’s Rival, One Night Stand New Adult Sports Romance (Western Wildcats Hockey Book 5)

Hayes flicks a look our way as I walk through the front door of the hockey house with one arm thrown around Willow’s slender shoulders. All I want to do is keep her anchored to my side for safekeeping.

More than that, I want to know she’s mine.

I’ve never wanted to belong to someone else, but with her, I do.

I want her to claim me.

The thought should knock me back a step and have me reevaluating everything. Instead, something inside me settles. It’s like the tumblers of a safe finally falling into place.

I’m still mentally tripping about all the things I’ve shared with her this evening. When we’re together, everything I normally keep tightly contained or try to ignore pours out of me. I have no idea why I’m so comfortable in her presence. She manages to smooth out all my rough edges.

She really is like pure sunshine in a bottle.

And when I’m with her, I feel the warmth of it radiating on my face. I just want to bask in her light.

I give Hayes a quick chin lift in greeting. He returns the gesture before his gaze slices to Willow. His brows pinch as his easy-going expression turns inscrutable.

The tension that fills the atmosphere is almost enough to give me pause.

Willow doesn’t make eye contact with him. Instead, her attention remains focused on the staircase.

A minute or so later we’re in my room and I’m locking the door behind us, shuttering away the rest of the world.

But still…the weird energy downstairs circles through my brain.

“Do you know Hayes?” The question is out of my mouth before I can rein it back in.

She glances away before her gaze resettles on mine again and she straightens her shoulders. “We attended the same high school.”

My brows shoot up at that bit of information. “Huh. I didn’t know that.”

She shrugs. “We were never close.”

A strange silence descends as she unzips her black jacket. I consider asking a few more questions, wanting to lay the matter to rest, but I’m more interested in getting my hands on her.

Within seconds, my arms slip around her body and my lips are descending. There’s something about the feel of her that quiets all the static in my brain, making it impossible to think about anything but her.

Instead of making me work for it, she opens so that my tongue can slip inside her warmth to tangle with her own.

The first taste is dizzying and hits me like a freight train.

The need to touch her bare flesh spirals through me. I can’t stand the layer of clothing that separates us and keeps me from her.

I shove the jacket off her shoulders. That’s all it takes for the heavy material to drop to the floor at our feet. Her sweatshirt is the next item to be removed. We only break away long enough for me to whip the soft fabric over her head. Already, her blue eyes are dazed and lips swollen from my kisses.

Everything inside me swells.

I fucking love that I’m the one who put that expression on her gorgeous face.

It’s one that says she needs a good fucking.

By me.

Only me.

Unable to resist, my hands cup the softness of her breasts through the silky material of her bra. It doesn’t take long for her nipples to stiffen. I tweak the hard little buds until a moan slips free from her lips.

“Do you like that, baby?” I know she does. Every reaction I’m able to tease from her tells me so.

But I want her to acknowledge it.

“Yes.”

When I tweak them again in tandem, her pupils dilate in response.

“Do you enjoy the way I bring your body to life?”

Her tongue darts out to moisten her lips. “You know I do. No one’s ever touched me like this.”

It wouldn’t matter if they had, but it fucking gets me off to hear her admit that I’m the only one who’s figured out the way she likes her body played with. What turns her on and makes her pussy sob uncontrollably. All I want to do is please this woman and give her everything she craves.

When it comes down to it, I want her addicted to my touch.

I want her in as deep as I am, with no way to get free.

I don’t even want her thinking about it.

The need to see her golden strands all long and loose thrums through me. It’s carefully that I pull the tie from her hair until the thick mass tumbles around her shoulders and down her back.

Only then do my fingers slip around her ribcage to unclasp the clasp of her bra. A few seconds of fumbling has it snapping apart. The thin straps slide down her arms until the sheer cups fall away from her breasts.

A groan works its way up my throat. “Fuck, but you’re beautiful.”

Unable to resist, I play with the stiff peaks before drawing one inside my mouth and then the other.

When another whimper escapes from her, I drop to my knees, dragging both the leggings and panties down her hips and thighs until the material puddles around her ankles. Her hands brace against my shoulders as she lifts one leg before doing the same with the other so I can strip the cotton away until she’s totally bare.

Her palms drift to my cheeks as I stare up at her. With her long, golden hair floating around her shoulders, she looks like an angel dropped from heaven. I could stare at her like this for hours.

My hands slide around her slender hips before pulling her forward until I can bury my nose against the V between her legs and inhale a deep breath, drawing her sweetness into my lungs. I’ve had my fair share of pussy, but none of them have ever affected me like this.

The small taste I had at the library has only whetted my appetite for more.

I’ve never been so hungry for a woman.

I knead her ass cheeks with my palms, loving the feel of her firm flesh in my hands, as I inhale her sweet scent for a second time. Her fingers tunnel through my hair as my tongue delves between her thighs to lick her. I’ve barely touched this girl and she’s already drenched.

She’s so fucking needy.

Greedy.

And I love it.

Get off on it.

I continue eating at her, nibbling at her soft flesh along with her clit. The whimpers that I’m able to tease from her are music to my ears.

Only wanting to get closer, I lift one leg over my shoulder, opening her up wide so I can lick every fucking inch. The more I play with her, the more soaked she becomes.

I drag my tongue over her slit from the top of her mound to the bottom and then back up again before dipping inside. Her fingers tighten in my hair to the point of pain, but it’s exactly what’s needed to keep me grounded in this moment.

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than between her legs, giving her as much pleasure as possible. When her muscles tighten, I know she’s close to finding her release. Instead of pushing her over the edge the way every instinct within me demands, I press a kiss against her swollen lips and rise to my feet.

A gasp escapes from her as her eyes widen. “I thought you were going to…”

Her words come out sounding garbled and breathless, desperation dripping from every syllable.

I smirk. “Oh, I know exactly what you thought, sunshine.”

As soon as I lift her to my chest, her arms tangle around my neck and her legs lock around my waist.

When she grinds her pelvis against my sweatshirt as if her life depends on it, I growl, “You get yourself off before I have a chance to get inside you and I’m going to smack that delectable ass. Understand?”

A puff of frustration escapes from her.

There’s something ridiculously sexy about how wound up she is.

Not to mention, she’s completely naked while I’m fully clothed.

With our mouths fused, I lay her on the mattress before straightening to my full height. The way she wriggles around makes my cock unbearably hard. Any moment, I’ll unload in my jeans.

And just like I refuse to allow her to come until I’ve teased and tortured her, I won’t allow that to happen either.

I drag the sweatshirt and T-shirt over my head before tossing them to the floor. The thick denim is the next article of clothing that’s removed in record speed, until I’m as naked as she is.

The way her heavy-lidded eyes roam over my chest and abdominals before settling on my dick feels more like a physical caress. One I’ll never get enough of.

“Please.” The word sounds as if it’s been wrung from her body.

Instead of touching her, my hand drops to my erection until my fingers can tighten around the thick length before I slide it from the tip to the root and then back again.

“Please what?”

My gaze never relinquishes hers as I stroke my cock, tightening my grip until it turns painful. Moisture beads from the slit before dripping. I use my other hand to gather it on my fingertip before closing the distance between us and swiping it over her parted lips.

“Open for me.”

When her pretty little mouth pops wide, I slide the finger inside. She doesn’t need to be told to suck. She does it instinctively. My eyelids droop at the way she pulls on the digit. It’s enough to have even more arousal leaking from my dick.

I could come from this alone.

Unable to stand another second of the sweet torment, I slip my finger free. I can’t resist tweaking her nipples before giving the top of her pussy a sharp slap. It’s not enough to cause pain. Just enough for pleasure to rush in and make her throb with awareness. Her pupils dilate as she squirms beneath my steady gaze. My hands tighten around her hips before I flip her over and drag her to the edge of the bed.

“On your knees, sunshine.”

Satisfaction floods through me when she scrambles to do my bidding with her pert little ass facing me. My hand settles between her shoulder blades before pressing her front into the mattress. Her breath quickens as her head swivels until one cheek rests against the comforter.

My fingers stroke down the long line of her spine to the cleft between her heart-shaped ass.

“You look so fucking beautiful like this, just waiting for me to take you.”

I press her legs farther apart until I’m able to glimpse every delicate inch.

Both her pussy and ass are on full display.

Open.

For me.

Pleasure swells within me as more wetness gathers on her pouty lips, making them shiny.

I stroke my hands over her ass cheeks, massaging away the tension that fills her muscles, keeping them—and her—pliable as my gaze zeros in on both of her pretty little holes.

I drag my thumb over the puckered muscle. “Has anyone ever touched you here?”

Her breath catches, and if I weren’t so attuned to her every intake of air or shift of her body, I would have missed the whispered response.

“No.”

I can’t help but love that she’s never allowed anyone else to play with her ass.

“Arch your back,” I command.

The way she bows her spine, raising her ass higher in the air until even more of her is visible, is enough to make me come undone. I drop to my knees until I’m eye level with her backside.

This girl has no fucking clue how sexy she is.

“So damn beautiful,” I groan, my teeth scraping across the rounded curve of her flesh.

My fingers dip inside her pussy before I pump them rhythmically. Only when they’re completely coated in her cream do I carefully probe the tight ring.

A gasp slips free from her as her body turns rigid and she clenches against the foreign intrusion.

I pepper kisses against her delicate flesh. “Do you want me to stop?”

She sucks in a lungful of air before releasing it back into the atmosphere. “I…don’t think so.”

“As much as I’m dying to play with this perfect little ass, we don’t have to take this any further.”

“Just…go slow.” There’s a pause. “Please.”

“I will, sunshine. Promise. All I want to do is give you as much pleasure as possible. If it’s sometimes tinged with pain, I promise it’ll be worth it.”

When her muscles loosen, I press another kiss against her soaked lips, licking up her honey.

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of it.

There’s something profound about the trust she’s so willingly handed over to me. And I refuse to take it lightly.

I caress her rosebud, grazing the muscle as she continues to relax. When a moan falls from her lips, I take that as a sign to proceed. It’s gently that I press the blunt tip of my finger into the warmth of her body.

The fact that she’s allowing me to play with her so intimately turns my cock to stone.

It would be impossible not to feel the way she stretches to accommodate the width of my digit.

I keep my movements measured and shallow, wanting her to get used to the invasion.

When she squirms against me, I caress both cheeks before praising, “You’re doing so good, baby. The burn from the stretch won’t last long. It’ll just take time for you to get used to me playing with your ass like this. The way your body has opened up to me is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

Every time I withdraw, a sigh of relief escapes from her. Instead of giving her time to catch her breath, I surge forward, conquering new territory with each movement. I pepper kisses across her skin before licking her pussy and dipping my tongue inside her soaked heat.

“Does it still hurt, or is your little ass getting used to me playing with it?”

“There’s a bit of a sting, but…” Her voice trails off.

My movements still. If this kind of intimate play isn’t something that turns her on, then I don’t want to do it. I don’t get off on dominating her, only showing her the pleasure her body is capable of.

The pleasure we’re capable of creating together.

“Tell me, sunshine. You can be honest.”

She squeezes her eyes tightly closed as color floods her cheeks. “I like the way you’re touching me. Even though there’s a little bit of pain, it still feels good.”

I press another kiss against her flank. “I’m glad. All I want to do is make your body sing. If this doesn’t do it for you, then we’ll figure out what does.”

“I don’t want you to stop. At least, not yet.”

“Okay.” I nibble at her pussy, wanting to distract her as I withdraw before pressing forward, going deeper. Another moan breaks loose from her as I bury myself to the second knuckle.

I pull away just enough to inspect her backside.

“You’re so tight,” I growl. “The way that gorgeous ass swallows up my finger is so damn sexy.”

I give her body time to adjust before fully retreating. Another sigh escapes from her right before my finger breaches the tight muscle for a second time and slides even deeper inside her body. With my other hand, I massage her cheeks, pulling and stretching them as I fall into a steady rhythm of surging forward and gaining new ground before retreating.

After a few minutes, she sinks into the pleasure as I continue the gentle onslaught. The muscles of her backside loosen the more I play with them, allowing me to slide in and out with more ease.

Her eyelids feather closed as a look of utter bliss replaces the conflicted expression. A soft moan escapes from her as she presses her ass against me.

“Feel better?”

“Yes.” Surprise weaves its way through her voice.

Her body hums with pleasure as she meets each thrust.

“Good girl,” I praise. “I bet it wouldn’t take much to make you come like this. All I’d have to do is rub your clit while stroking my finger in and out of your tight little ass and you’d fall to pieces.”

Her breath catches as another moan escapes from her.

I can’t help but stop and admire how beautiful she looks with my palm flattened against the curve of her backside. “I wish you could see how perfect you look with my finger buried deep inside your ass. So fucking gorgeous.”

For a long, silent minute, neither of us moves a muscle. It’s as if time stops and we hang in suspension.

I love the way her body has stretched to accommodate me, and that I’m the only man who’s claimed her like this.

The need to taste her thrums through me as I press a kiss against her drenched pussy. That’s all it takes for another whimper to escape from her as my tongue slides between her lips.

“Delicious.”

When she bows her spine in a silent request for more, I draw away, peppering her backside with butterfly-like kisses as my finger stays buried inside her. As tempting as it is to continue playing with her like this, I slip my finger from her ass before brushing my lips against the small of her back.

“Don’t move a single muscle.”

My cock feels like it’s going to explode as I round the bed and yank open the drawer, grabbing the first condom my fingers encounter. Instead of taking my time with the wrapper, I tear into it with my teeth before sheathing my cock.

All I want to do is bury myself deep inside her body and drown in her soft heat.

I give her ass a gentle swat before positioning my cock at her entrance and sliding inside with one swift movement. The pleasure is so damn great. It’s like a wave pummeling my senses. My eyelids feather closed as I bury myself to the hilt.

“Fuck, it’s such a tight fit,” I rasp. “Any moment, your pussy will strangle the life out of my dick. As much as I want to make this last, there’s no way that’s going to happen.” I’m too torqued up.

My larger body presses against her smaller one as my hips piston. Our harsh breaths mingling together along with the slapping of skin are the only sounds that fill the room.

I gather up the thick strands of her hair and hold them tight until it becomes necessary for her to tilt her head. My balls draw up as the orgasm builds like an impending storm.

When I press the tip of my finger against her rosebud, she comes unhinged and shatters around me.

Thank fuck.

My movements turn frenzied as my head falls back and I find my own release.

There’s nothing on the face of this earth that feels more amazing than our bodies being in perfect sync.

A guttural groan escapes from me as her inner muscles contract, milking every last drop until there’s nothing left to give.

Until I’m completely drained.

I huff out a contented breath and collapse on top of her. My heart pounds as I squeeze my eyes tightly closed and soak in the utter perfection of this moment.

“Fuck,” I mutter, slipping my finger from her ass as the last shudder squeezes my dick.

There’s a blissed-out expression on her face as a tiny smile quirks the corners of her lips.

With my hand still locked around the length of her golden hair, I carefully turn her head until her neck is bared to me so my lips can graze the delicate hollow. I just want to stay fused like this forever.

When it’s no longer possible to delay the inevitable, I slip from her body. As soon as I do, the loss of warmth slams into me with the force of a tidal wave.

Dropping to my haunches, I press a kiss against her pussy before straightening to my full height and sliding the condom off my softening cock. I tie the end and wrap it in a tissue before dropping it in the trash can.

I nab my boxers from the floor and haul them up my thighs. As the elastic band snaps against my waist, my fingers stroke over the curve of her ass.

How am I ever going to get enough of this girl?

She’s become an addiction.

My gaze slices from her delectable backside, that’s still in the air, to the dazed expression on her face. Any moment, she’s going to pass out.

“I’ll be right back.”

A smile quirks my lips when she mumbles something unintelligible.

I slip from the room, careful to close the door behind me before stepping into the hallway and beelining to the bathroom I share with the guys who reside on the second floor. After taking care of business, I dampen a washcloth with warmed water and return to the room.

The sight of a naked Willow with her ass in the air, eyelids feathered closed, and golden hair spread out around her like a halo is enough to rob the air from my lungs.

This girl couldn’t be more perfect if she tried.

It only makes it more imperative that I do whatever it takes to hold on to her. And if that means playing with her body and giving her as many orgasms as I can, I’ll do it.

I need her to see that I’m the one she should be with.

Not River fucking Thompson.

It takes a handful of long-legged strides to eat up the distance between us. Her eyelids spring open as I press the warm cloth against her sensitive flesh. When she struggles, I place a hand against the small of her back to pin her in place.

“Let me clean you off, sunshine.”

“I can do it myself,” she says, embarrassment coloring her voice.

After the way she allowed me to play with her, this kind of intimacy shouldn’t be a big deal. She needs to understand that I’m here to take care of her.

And her needs.

Even after I make her orgasm.

“I want to,” I murmur. “So let me do it.”

That’s all it takes for the fight to drain from her as she allows me to wipe away her arousal. My gaze stays pinned to her pink little pussy, so swollen from our fucking.

Even though I’ve just spent myself, already need is stirring to life within me.

It’s so damn tempting to lick up all that cream instead of wiping it away.

Once I finish, I place a kiss against her swollen lips before tossing the towel in the hamper next to the desk. Then I gather her up into my arms and slide beneath the covers. I align my chest to her spine so I can spoon her smaller body. Only then does a sense of rightness settle over me.

I can’t remember the last time I felt this kind of overwhelming contentment.

I search my brain for an answer.

The question is out of my mouth before I can think it over. “Will you come to my game on Thursday?”

Her eyelids flutter open as I nip her earlobe with sharp teeth.

When silence stretches between us, I force myself to remain calm, even though I’m a chaotic mess inside. “Sunshine?”

“Yes,” she whispers. “I’ll come.”

Relief rushes through me as I fall asleep with her wrapped up tight in my arms.

It’s exactly where she belongs.