Page 53 of Breaking the Pucking Rules (LA Vipers #1)

KODIE

“ H ow did you get in here?” Casey asks now that our breathing has returned to normal.

After coming inside her, I collapsed to her side and dragged her body into mine. Now, we’re lying chest to chest with our legs entwined and our arms wrapped around each other.

I’ve never been a cuddler, unless you count with Sutton. I never saw the appeal. Once I’d gotten what I wanted from a woman, I was out.

But this…this is…nice.

No. That’s a shitty description. It’s fucking everything.

After the last couple of weeks of only hearing her voice through the phone or seeing her through a screen, being able to hold her...well, it’s almost as good as feeling her strangling my dick. Almost.

An unexpected laugh erupts from my chest. The noise shocks her just as much as it does me, if the way she rears back so she can see my face properly says anything.

“What?” she asks, her own smile stretching across her pretty face.

“You owe Parker,” I confess.

“Oh, I do, do I?” she asks with a laugh.

“Yeah, she said that being woken up so you could get railed by a hockey god was going to cost you.”

“She did not say that.”

I shrug. “It’s what I heard.”

“Of course it was. I’m amazed she complied; she can be a bitch when she hasn’t had enough sleep.”

“I guess I got lucky,” I say, leaning forward for another kiss.

Fuck. I’m addicted.

I have her wrapped around me like a spider monkey, but it’s still not enough.

My hands slide over her curves, learning all the lines of her body. Seeing her through a screen and not being able to touch her has been torture. But now that she’s here in my arms, I realize it was so worth it.

Pushing up on my elbow, I force her to lie back as I tuck my face into her neck, breathing her in before sucking on the soft skin beneath her ear.

“Oh god.”

“Not God, baby. Rivers. Kodie Rivers.”

“Christ. You might seem different to all the others, but really, you’re just a hockey player, aren’t you?” she teases.

“It runs through my blood, Trouble. Just like I think it does yours.”

“Mmm,” she groans as I kiss down her chest.

“Can’t get enough.”

“Take it all,” she offers, shamelessly spreading her thighs.

My hand automatically drops to her pussy, and I drag my fingers through her. My cock jerks as I push my cum back inside her.

“Yesss,” she hisses.

I work her until she’s begging and precum is leaking from my tip, then I flip onto my back and lift her onto me.

Handing over control never used to be a part of my playbook, but everything is different with Casey.

I groan as she grinds her hot pussy against my shaft.

This is what I’ve been dreaming of every single minute of every single day since I left.

“Kodie,” she whimpers, lifting her hands to her hair as she teases me.

The move lifts her tits, and my hands move on instinct, cupping them both and pinching her nipples between my fingers.

She arches into me, desperately seeking more.

“Put me inside you, baby. Let me feel your pussy sucking me deep.”

She doesn’t need to be asked twice. Immediately, she reaches for me and lifts up a little before teasing me at her entrance.

My teeth grind with impatience.

“Casey,” I hiss.

She smiles at me, and I swear that, along with the desire in her eyes and her incredible body above mine, causes my soul to leave my body.

That is, until she drops down on me, and then I swear my soul leaves my body.

Ho-ly fuck.

“Ride me. Take what you need. Let me watch you fall apart.”

With our eyes locked, she does exactly as she’s told, riding my dick like a fucking goddess.

I watch her in awe, teasing her breasts, skimming my hands over her curves.

She’s a fucking vision.

“You’re close,” I tell her as her grip on my cock increases.

“Yes,” she gasps. “More. Give me more.”

Slipping my hand to her front, I brush my thumb against her clit.

“That’s it. Fuck, Kodie. Fuuuuuck,” she cries, her release ripping through her.

My free hand wraps around her ribs, helping to hold her up as she loses herself.

Watching her is enough to push me over the edge with her, and it only takes a couple of thrusts for me to fall as well.

She collapses on my chest, our bodies sweaty and our chests heaving with exertion.

“I’m so glad you came back early,” she confesses.

I can’t help but laugh, and the second I hear the sound, I think back to what Linc said.

He’s right. Since Casey snuck her way into my life, I do smile and laugh more.

Long may it continue.

“Me too, Trouble. Best decision I’ve made in a while.”

We fall silent as our bodies come down from their highs, and before I know it, my exhaustion claims me and I drift off with Casey still lying on top of me.

“ T he fuck is that?” Casey groans as an alarm drags us both from sleep.

“My alarm,” I rasp as I roll her off me so I can dig it out of my pants pocket.

“Why?” she complains.

I glance back at her, a laugh spilling from my lips. She looks so sexy wrapped in nothing but her sheets. Her lips are still a little swollen from our kisses, and she’s got marks all over her chest.

Something wild and possessive rises in me as I stare at them.

Mine.

“I want to surprise Sutton and take her to school.”

Instantly, Casey’s expression softens.

“Aw, she’ll love that,” she breathes. “What are you waiting for? Go, go.” She actually tries to shoo me from her bed.

Climbing to my feet, I stand there naked, looking down at her with a frown lining my brow.

“You want me to leave?”

“No, of course not. I want you to stay right here and spend the day in bed with me. But you can’t. Turning up and surprising her will make her whole year.”

“Fuck,” I breathe.

“What?” she asks, sitting up in the middle of her bed and staring at me with wide, curious eyes.

“You get it,” I admit.

“What? Of course I get it. Sutton…she’s your priority always. You never have to question if I understand that.”

I continue staring at her, wondering what I did to be so lucky to find her.

“Once upon a time, I was Sutton,” she says softly.

Pressing one knee to the bed, I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and pull her to me for one more kiss.

The second I release her, I march into her bathroom and find a washcloth to clean her up with.

I’m not used to caring for someone else. Sutton might be my top priority, but Casey isn’t far behind.

“What are you doing?” she asks when I return with the wet cloth in hand.

“Cleaning you up, what do you think?” Quickly, I rip the covers from her and crawl onto the bed. “What?” I ask when she sits there frozen.

“No one has ever done that before.”

Anger shoots through me that no one has taken care of her properly, but at the same time, I puff my chest out, because I intend to show her just how things should be.

“Lie back,” I encourage.

She does, and I gently press the warm cloth to her.

“There, all clean and ready for another round.”

“Big promises for someone who’s leaving,” she teases, snuggling back into the sheets as I pull on the suit I abandoned a few hours ago.

“Don’t worry. The second Sutton is at school, I’m coming right back. And you’d better be exactly where you are now.”

“Oh?”

Stepping up to the bed, I lean over her, now fully dressed. “Don’t be a brat, Casey.”

“And what if I am?” She flutters her lashes, and my hand darts out, collaring her throat.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she sucks in a breath.

“Test me and find out,” I say darkly.

Her green pupils are swallowed by black as desire washes through her.

I smirk, tightening my grip for a beat and cutting off her air.

“I’ll be back soon, baby. Be a good girl for me.”

Leaning down, I steal one last kiss before I force myself to walk away.

After grabbing my carry-on and suitcase I had discarded in her living room, I make my way out of her apartment, feeling like I’ve left a piece of myself behind.

As I ride the elevator down to the ground floor, I call a car.

Thankfully, there’s one right around the corner, and not five seconds after I’ve walked out into the morning LA sun does it appear before me.

With one look up at the building where Casey’s apartment is, I let the driver take my things and climb into the back.

I close the door as quietly as I can and lower my luggage to the floor as Mom and Sutton’s soft voices float around me.

My heart is in my throat as I toe off my shoes and creep toward the kitchen.

Surprising Casey was a rush, but so is this, only in an entirely different way.

Happy they don’t seem to suspect anything, I step into the doorway and wait.

It takes two seconds before Mom looks up. Everything happens so fast it’s almost a blur. For the briefest of moments, pure, unfiltered fear covers her face. But then, she registers who’s standing there and the most incredible smile appears.

Sutton notices her distraction and turns to see what’s happening.

She freezes in pure shock as her brain tries to figure out what’s happening. But it doesn’t matter; her body has already figured it out. Wearing the brightest of all smiles, she launches herself from the stool and flies at me.

“Daddy,” she screams.

Her cry fills the kitchen as her body collides with me.

I sweep her off her feet and wrap my arms around her.

“You’re here,” she breathes as I suck in a deep hit of my girl.

“Surprise,” I chuckle as my emotions threaten to get the better of me.

Long minutes pass as we stand there just holding each other, making up for all the cuddles we’ve missed while I’ve been away.

“Would you like some breakfast?” Mom asks after I’ve carried Sutton back and placed her on her stool.

My stomach growls right on cue.

“Yes, please.”

But she doesn’t immediately move. Instead, she studies me closely.

My heart jumps into my throat. What can she see?

“You need to ice your face,” she finally says.

“Does it hurt, Daddy?” Sutton asks, dragging my attention back to her.

“Nah, it’s fine.”

“I can’t believe Nash did that. What was wrong with him last night? His cross-checks were brutal. He should have been in the box long before you were. It was a joke.”

“Forget Nash. What have you been up to, Peanut? Tell me everything,” I say as Mom begins frying more bacon.

Usually, I’d tell her no and do it myself. She’s already done more than enough these past two weeks. But I’m starving and exhausted, and I’m in desperate need of some Sutton time.

And that does it; she sucks in a breath and then unleashes the last two weeks of her life on me.

All the information makes my sleep-deprived head spin, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.