Page 29 of Breaking the Ice (Denver Stampede #6)

DANI

“ D ammit, Pucks, stop licking me. Don’t you even think about going over there and waking her up.

Come here. We want her to like you, remember?

She prefers cats.” He sighed. “I know, buddy. Makes no sense to me, either, but we still like her. Like, a lot. Pucks, get back over here. I have a treat. Don’t you want a treat?

Come here. Good boy. Okay, let’s go potty.

I bet you’re hungry. Dude, don’t lick my knees.

Dammit. That tickles. You’re ridiculous. I know. I still love you. Let’s go.”

I could barely hold in my laughter as the bedroom door finally shut behind Gabe and Pucks.

Once they were gone, I stretched my arms over my head and turned, pushing the comforter down.

His bed was incredible and I never wanted to leave it.

And hopefully, when he returned from taking Pucks out, we could enjoy this bed together.

He’d annoyingly stayed true to his word last night, but at least his kisses were top-notch.

Also, I guess rubbing up against each other while clothed wasn’t that bad.

We’d made out until we were both breathless, then we’d talked and snuggled.

Pucks had hopped up on the couch to join us for the snuggles, but I hadn’t minded one bit.

We’d continued in Gabe’s bed, without Pucks, a bit later, and I didn’t even remember falling asleep in his arms. Thankfully, I didn’t have a headache, but my mouth was another story.

Yes, my buzz had mostly worn off by the time we’d gotten back to his place last night, but morning-after booze mouth was never a good thing.

I scooted out of bed and headed for the bathroom and the toothbrush he’d given me last night, just finishing up and heading to the living room as the front door opened and they returned.

“Pucks, stop right there,” Gabe called out as Pucks spotted me and started bounding toward me, Gabe chasing right behind him.

Gabe scooped him up right before he got to me.

“I’m so sorry about him. He usually has better manners, but you have a lot of bare skin on display.”

I laughed. “Uh, what?”

“He’s a fan of bare skin. Loves to lick. And while I don’t mind it, I’m sure you aren’t up for a bath right now from this slobber monster. Although you can’t fault him—you are tasty.”

I snorted as he grinned at me, a grin that almost matched Pucks’ current expression.

“I don’t even know what to say right now.”

“Hold on. Let me feed this monster. Also, good morning.” He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss. “You look great in my shirt.”

Heat filled my cheeks. He’d given me one of his t-shirts to wear to bed last night.

It was lovingly worn and soft and said shut your five-hole with a goalie mask in the center.

I wasn’t short, but because he was a giant, the shirt ended a few inches above my knees, so there was a lot of leg on display for apparently both of them, if the way Gabe was eyeing me up and down was anything to go by.

“Go feed him,” I said, ruffling Pucks’ head. His ears were so freaking soft.

“I’m sorry if we woke you up. I tried to keep him out and be quiet.”

I snorted again. “You were so not quiet. But it was adorable. Where exactly was he tickling you?”

Pink tinged Gabe’s cheeks. Damn, I loved seeing this stupid, adorable man blush.

“Now, do whatever you need to do. It’s early and I’m going back to bed.”

As I made my way back to his bedroom, I swore I heard him tell Pucks to stay out of his room.

Minutes later, Gabe was back in the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.

“Do you need to lock it?” I teased from my spot under the covers.

“He’s smart, but he hasn’t mastered doorknobs yet,” he said. “Actually, just in case.” He turned back and flipped the lock. I couldn’t stop my soft laugh.

He stripped off his shirt and I tried not to swallow my tongue. The man was ripped. His arms were perfectly defined, not bulky. He had like eight abs and that beautiful V that made my mouth water. Shit. He was going to make me start drooling.

Then he shucked off his sweats and stood in front of me in just a pair of boxer briefs. Paw-print boxer briefs. Apparently I’d missed that last night because the room had been dark when we’d climbed into bed, I guess.

“Paw prints?”

He glanced down. “What? Oh, yeah. I get them from this company that donates part of their proceeds to local rescues. Good cause, and they’re super soft and stylish.” He shifted from one side to the next like he was modeling them.

But my eyes were focused on his perfect bubble ass now, not on the tiny paws. I wanted to squeeze those cheeks, especially while he was inside me. I swallowed hard. Fucking hell, I wanted this man more than I’d ever wanted anyone else.

“Dani.” His voice pulled me out of the fantasy that I hoped would quickly become a reality.

“Yeah.”

“See something you like?” His voice was low and scratched over every nerve ending in my body.

“Maybe? Do they make pjs in that print?”

He barked out a laugh and I loved that it was slightly strained. I couldn’t be the only one with nerves on edge right now as he was just showing off his ass to me like it was no big deal.

It was big and it was glorious.

I snickered.

“It’s not nice to laugh at a naked man.”

I giggled. “You’re not naked.”

He quirked a brow at me, his thumbs at his waistband. “Do you want me to be?”

I nodded. “Uh-huh.”

“Are you sure about this?” He moved toward me.

I bit my lip, sitting up to let the covers fall to my waist. “I think so.”

He climbed onto the bed, stalking toward me, and I sucked in a breath.

“I need you to be sure. I’m barely hanging on with how much I want you, but if this isn’t something you truly want, you have to tell me.”

“And you’ll take your fine ass away from me and act like we can just be friends?”

He stopped moving. “Is that what you want?”

I reached for him, sinking my fingers into his hair and relishing his sigh. “Abso-fucking-lutely not. I need you to strip and kiss me and fuck me before I lose my damn mind. It’s probably going to make this so much messier, but I need you, Gabe. So badly. Please.” The last word was a whisper.

“Fucking hell, Dani.”

And then he moved the rest of the way toward me, shoving the comforter away just before his lips met mine. Our breaths intermingled, and I moaned when his tongue traced the seam of my lips.

My fingers scraped along his scalp as his tongue plunged into my mouth.

I moved with him, kissing him back with as much intensity as he kissed the hell out of me.

Every nip of his teeth against my lips, every time he licked inside my mouth or tangled his tongue with mine, my body felt like it was being consumed in the most delicious way possible.

Then he broke the kiss, trailing his lips down my throat, sucking on my pulse point, and murmuring his approval as my lower body shifted against his. His cock pressed hard against my stomach, and I ached to feel him inside of me.

Reaching down between our bodies, I slipped my hand into his boxers and ran my thumb down the length of his impressively hard cock.

He groaned against my chest when I swiped the tip of moisture I found and then circled his cock and gently squeezed.

The groan vibrated from his body into mine, and I rocked my hips, needing more as the tension built up in my body.

It wouldn’t take me long to detonate at this point.

“Fucking hell,” he gritted out while I moved my hand up and down his cock, squeezing along the way. He pulsed under my fingers, heavy and hard.

Then he sucked my nipple through my shirt and I gasped. I released my hold on him and yanked off my shirt as soon as he lifted his mouth from me.

“Impatient?” he teased, the last syllable coming out on a growl as I gripped his cock again.

“I’m sorry. Are you not?”

He flashed me a grin. “Oh, I definitely can’t wait to truly taste you.”

Then, with one of his hands braced on the bed next to my arm, he cupped one of my breasts and pinched my nipple, leaning down after to soothe the sting with his tongue.

I arched my back and sank my fingers into the hair at the base of his head, holding him to my chest and giving myself over to him feasting on my body.

He moved to my other breast and I squirmed under him, inflamed with desire.

“Gabe, yes. Oh fuck. Yes, don’t stop,” I rasped out.

I hated that we had any stitch of clothing between us, so I reached down and shoved his boxers over his ass and down his thighs. His naked cock was hot against my skin and I gripped him again, loving the strained sound coming out of his throat as he kissed down my sternum.

Finally giving into this man might have been a mistake, but common sense had left the building the second I kissed him in that bar. Now, I was done fighting and ignoring what I truly wanted.

TUCKS

I couldn’t believe I finally had Dani under me and in my bed.

The look in her eyes and every sound falling from her lips told me that she wanted me as desperately as I wanted her.

I was glad we waited until this morning to go any further, even though I’d had the worst case of blue balls last night.

Sleeping next to her had been an exquisite torture, one that I hoped we could repeat as many times as possible.

She was so fucking beautiful. I was determined to worship every inch of her at least three times before we got out of this bed.

She quirked a brow. “Are you going to stare at me or kiss me?”

I chuckled, but it sounded slightly pained from how hard I was. “Maybe I’ll just stare.”

She pushed out her lower lip like she was pouting, and I leaned down, pulling that lip into my mouth and sucking.

“We don’t need to rush,” I murmured against her mouth.

“Slow is fine for next time, but I need you to fuck me, Gabe. Like right now.” Her hand reached between us and she gripped my cock, tracing her thumb over my tip and down my length. I shuddered in her hold.