Page 26 of How to Puck Your Boss (L.A. Hawks Hockey #3)

Chapter Fifteen

P enny couldn’t stop herself from jumping him.

He had listened to her, even though she could feel he was still hard!

Even though he had looked at her as if it was physically painful for him not to keep kissing her.

He hadn’t dismissed her idea as stupid but had seriously considered it.

That was all she had ever wanted! Twenty seconds where she was taken seriously, twenty seconds and not to be called crazy.

So how could she not kiss Jack, when that was exactly what he was giving her?

And he didn’t need to be asked twice. He moaned against her lips and pulled himself closer to the edge of the pool, trapping her between them.

If every prison felt so damn good, Penny would walk on the wrong side of the law from that day forward!

His muscular thigh was still between her legs, and she couldn’t help but rub herself against it while Jack ran his tongue over her lower lip.

She opened her mouth willingly. She wanted to taste him, wanted him to realize the dream of touching.

She let her hands wander over his strong shoulders and down his muscular back.

Heat sloshed through her body like the water against her skin, gathering painfully in her abdomen, making her press closer to Jack, so tight that she could feel the length of his body against hers, but not close enough to stop him from sliding his hand under her soaked blouse and cupping her breast. As he rubbed his thumb roughly over her hard nipple, tiny flashes of desire shot through her center, right between her legs.

She moaned and bit his lip as he lifted her higher on his thigh to keep her head above water.

She slid back and forth on it, needing more friction, as Jack rubbed his tongue against hers in the same rhythm as he rubbed his thumb over her nipple.

The sensations took over and Penny forgot to breathe.

She clung to his shoulders and pressed her lower body against his.

Jack was getting harder with every second. She could feel the bulge in his swim shorts against her stomach. But she didn’t want it there. She pushed her skirt up so she could wrap a leg around his waist and pull him closer.

Jack gasped as his hard erection pressed against her softest spot and she began to rock her pelvis back and forth.

His breathing grew hectic, and he let go of her breast to hold onto the edge of the pool with both hands.

But that was okay. It gave her more room to touch.

And the idea of being able to touch him anywhere while he couldn’t touch her in return turned her on even more.

He couldn’t stop her from doing what she wanted without literally letting her sink.

She kissed him, pressing her tongue against his while slowly sliding both her hands down his shoulders, over the strong muscles that bore witness to hours in training. Down his wet chest, under the water, over his six-pack…before she slipped her hand into his shorts and grabbed his penis.

Penny felt Jack’s muscles tense. His kisses became greedier as she moved up and down his long shaft, enjoying the feel of his silky skin under hers. She felt his lips on her neck. She felt how Jack wanted her. She enjoyed that she would decide exactly how much he got from her.

“You think you have all the power, don’t you?” he whispered in her ear and gently bit her earlobe.

Smiling, she rubbed her thumb over the head of his penis, causing him to hiss. “Don’t I?”

“No,” he gasped.

The next moment, he pulled her hand out of his shorts, wrapped his arm around her lower body, and lifted her out of the water.

Penny squealed in shock as he placed her on her back by the edge of the pool.

He ran his large hands up her thighs, pushing her skirt up even higher as he kissed the inside of her knees, pulling her closer to the edge and using his rough fingers to push her panties aside…

Penny’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at him, breathing heavily. “What are you doing?”

“What I’ve been dreaming about since I saw you at the airport,” he whispered and lowered his mouth to her hot center.

Lightning flashed through her abdomen as he sucked lightly on her clit before circling it with the tip of his tongue.

Her loud moans echoed off the pool ceiling as everything inside her contracted with pleasure.

She gripped the edge of the pool with her fingers as Jack spread her thighs further apart, using a long index finger to help. He flicked his tongue against her core as he plunged his finger deep inside her…and Penny’s body burst into flames.

The sensations ravaging her body were too much. She couldn’t breathe or think as long as Jack was touching her like that, as long as he was thrusting into her and doing unspeakable things with his mouth. Sucking, licking, making firmer circles with his tongue.

He added a second finger as he circled faster, and this time, as he plunged it inside her, he curled the tips slightly. He grabbed her hips and tilted her back so he thrust into her at a different angle. Hard. Harder. Once, twice…

The orgasm hit Penny as a single hot wave.

Her fingernails scraped the cement at the edge of the pool and her head fell back as sweetness vibrated in every fiber of her being.

Jack continued to take her with his tongue as her abdomen contracted repeatedly, seemingly prolonging the orgasm for an eternity, until her arms almost gave out under her weight, and Jack had to wrap his around her middle to hold her upright.

Penny was unable to open her eyes. She had to concentrate to catch her breath, to regain control over her own body. That was… Jack was…

“Penny? Are you in here?”

She flinched so violently that she almost smacked both knees against Jack’s head. The hockey player between her legs looked equally startled.

Her ecstasy was still throbbing between her legs as panic settled on her chest. Was the voice real?

“Penny?” Echoing footsteps approached.

“Shit, it’s Gareth!” she whispered in shock, nervously pushing Jack’s head away. “Shit.” Breathing heavily, she closed her eyes, still feeling Jack all over her body – inside her body.

“Fuck, get up,” Jack snapped at her. “Penny, get up!”

Her chest still rose and fell violently, but she did as she was told, rising quickly and swiftly pulling down her skirt.

Jack pushed off the edge of the pool and groaned, squeezing his eyes shut. His cheeks were flushed, his lips still glistening. “Your brother has terrible timing,” he stated darkly. “It’s almost as if he doesn’t want us to have fun.”

Penny couldn’t help but laugh. She adjusted her blouse, really needing to concentrate on something other than the tingling between her thighs that Jack had left with his stubble. “No, he doesn’t. Gareth is allergic to fun. He…”

“What the hell is going on here?”

…He had found her. And, man, was she glad he hadn’t burst in two minutes ago. As it was, her hands were still shaking and her knees terribly weak.

“Hey, Gareth,” she answered breathlessly, forcing her hands to her sides so she wouldn’t touch her heated cheeks. “I found Jack.”

“Obviously, in the water,” her brother said, bewildered, staring at her wet clothes.

Oh, crap. She had forgotten about them. “I slipped,” she replied quickly, praying that Gareth wouldn’t look too closely and notice how swollen her lips were or her frantically rising and falling chest.

“Yup. It was pretty funny,” Jack confirmed. His voice was strangely strained.

She gave him an annoyed look. He had to pull himself together! And anyway… “It did not.”

Jack raised an eyebrow. As if to say, seriously, you want to discuss something that never happened?

Well, that was a valid point, so she quickly cleared her throat and added, “I was about to persuade him to come upstairs to help you choose the players, but he insisted on finishing his laps.”

“Yes,” he said slowly. “I actually wanted to do some other exercise today, but I didn’t have time.”

She choked on her own spit, but Gareth was still looking down at her soaking-wet clothes with such irritation that he didn’t even notice.

“I’m done now,” Jack said, swimming to the edge and resting his hands on it — when he paused and frowned.

Maybe he’d just realized that he wasn’t in a presentable physical condition, but her brother probably wouldn’t even notice. Gareth was still standing there with a frown on his face, glancing from Penny to Jack and back.

“Ah,” he said and then blinked, shaking his head.

God, how long had it been since Gareth had had sex? He couldn’t even recognize two extremely turned-on people? She should consider herself lucky, though.

“I…uh, I’d better change my clothes before I go back,” Penny said, crossing her arms over her chest. She just realized that her shirt was completely see-through, and her nipples were still hard.

“Yeah, that’d be good,” Gareth said. “Come as soon as you’re dressed.”

“Yep, I will,” Jack said, starting to smile.

Now Penny was certain her face was glowing.

“Good. Just hurry up,” Gareth said and the next moment, he left the pool area.

Penny’s shoulders dropped in relief. “That was horrible timing.”

“Yep. I almost gave you orgasm number six,” Jack replied lightly before finally getting out of the pool.

Her gaze slid down his muscular chest, following a few happy drops that rolled over his six-pack before finally resting on the waistband of his black shorts…

Oh God, yes, how she wanted number six! Immediately, new heat gathered in her abdomen, or maybe it was the old heat reigniting. Groaning, she turned her back to Jack. She obviously couldn’t think clearly while looking at him.

They had just kissed like teenagers, but nothing had changed. Her last name was still Clark and an affair with Jack would destroy her career with the Hawks before it had even had a chance to get off the ground.

“You don’t seriously regret what just happened, do you?” Jack asked, his voice unusually tense.

“No, I don’t regret it,” she said, pained. “I just hate myself a little for wanting to do it again!”

She received a quiet chuckle in response before Jack gently grasped her upper arms from behind and blew a kiss against her neck.

“Stop it,” she said, reluctantly pushing his hands off her arms before turning around. “We…we can’t start an affair!”

“Ah, I see.” He nodded slowly and rubbed his chin before glancing down and then back into her eyes. “So, what about a date?”

She blinked and opened her mouth, perplexed. “We…you…what?”

“That’s a definite maybe,” he said smugly.

“I…no. You…” Was he serious? He couldn’t just…just say things like that!

“You probably need time to think about it,” he concluded, looking critically at her bewildered expression. “No problem at all. Take a few days. Or a few weeks. I can wait.”

“You want to go out with me?” she summed up, perplexed.

“Yup. Not that I didn’t like that just now…” He gestured toward the pool. “But I feel like I deserve more. We deserve more.”

She didn’t know what to say. To her, it sounded like he didn’t want an affair — he wanted a relationship! And that was complicated and impossible on so many levels, she couldn’t count them on her fingers.

“You’d better go,” Jack said, pulling her out of her thoughts. “It’ll be too obvious if we both take too long. Your brother won’t convince himself he’s imagining things so easily again.”

She blinked and nodded. He was right. But…he wanted to go on a date with her? Even though it could damage his career?

She was about to turn away when Jack held her back by the shoulder. “By the way, we usually go to the Ice Lounge after a home game. It’s the bar right around the corner from the stadium.”

She blinked in confusion. “What?”

He raised the corner of his mouth. “Well, you wanted an invitation. Now you have one. Now you can come and make the players like you. A little tip: the same applies to them as with Lyle and the coach: They don’t understand friendly but intelligence, humor, and a little kick in the ass, they get.

Leon in particular needs one to thaw out.

So…just don’t be too polite and the guys will understand you’re cool. ”

“That’s twisted logic,” she said, astonished. “But, I have to know… are you only inviting me because I just made out with you?”

He smiled broadly. “No.”

“Then why?”

“Because I like you.”

Her heart skipped a beat. “Oh. So, we both like each other?” she inquired stupidly.

Jack suppressed a smile. “Wasn’t the last fifteen minutes enough proof for you?”

Blood rose to her cheeks. “Well, the physical aspect doesn’t necessarily mean…”

“I like you, Penny,” he interrupted, gently stroking her lip with his thumb. “A lot.”

“Oh,” she repeated, blinking. “That’s bad.”

“Disastrous,” he agreed. “That makes it all the more important that we discuss the impossibility of our situation over a meal together.”

She bit her lip to stop from smiling. “Hm. Well, I’d better…” She nodded toward the exit.

“Do that.”

She took a few hesitant steps back, her gaze still fixed on his face. “Jack? Are you serious about the date?”

“Dead serious.”

“But…”

“There’s always going to be a ‘but,’ remember?”

The corners of her mouth twitched wearily. “It’s a pretty big but.”

“What if not going out would be a pretty big mistake?”

She had no idea about that…so what the hell?