Page 94 of Pucking the Team

“Fuck,” he murmured and wrapped his big fist around the neckline of my dress. “I want you so bad.” He tugged the material, and it tightened around my shoulders. “I wanna rip this damn thing off you.” His voice was more of an animalistic growl than a human’s. “I wanna get you naked.”

“So have me naked.” A rush of lust and adrenaline burst into my veins, a heady mix that had my body on hyper-alert. “Rip it. Do it.”

“Don’t fucking tempt me.” His nostrils flared, and he pushed his groin to mine.

He didn’t exactly look like he needed any more tempting. I’d never seen a guy so desperate to fuck…to fuck me. It was utterly thrilling.

“Before you arrived I jerked off.” He paused, studying my reaction. “I wouldn’t have lasted otherwise. You’d already be naked and bent double, me shoving in hard and fast from behind.”

My belly tightened, my nipples turning to hard points. “Where did you jerk off?”

“In a cold damn shower, thinking of you and your sweet tight pussy wrapping around my cock.” The right side of his mouth twitched. “Coming around my cock.”

I kissed him, my teeth grazing his bottom lip. “What’s stopping you?”

He moaned softly. “We have all night.”

“And you have plans?”

“You know I do.”

“I’m curious.”

“Sir.” He paused, and a darkness glinted through his eyes. “I’m curious,Sir.”

I raised my eyebrows.

“Tonight, now, you’ll call me Sir,” he said. “I’m in control, I call the shots, and you’ll acknowledge that in how you address me.”

“Why should I let you take all of the control?” Right now, pinned to the wall, I didn’t see how else it could go. He was so damn big and determined, his resolute expression one I’d seen when he’d been playing and going for goal. There was only one outcome when he had this look about him, and that was Dylan getting his way whether he was on or off the ice.

A tremble of longing and anticipation wended up my spine, and my pussy dampened. This guy was so damn hot. And tonight I was his.

“Why should you let me take control?” His eyebrows tugged low, shadowing his eyes further. “Because I know how to play your body, Pip, I will have your toes curling and your body pulsing in ecstasy. You’ll still be trembling when the sun comes up ’cause I’m gonna make you come so hard and for so long and so many times, over and over and fucking over again.”

I swallowed, my mouth drying, my body trembling already.

“You good with that?” he asked.

I nodded.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Yes, Sir,” I managed. The word was strange on my tongue, sexy and submissive. I was giving him permission to control my pleasure.

“Anything you don’t like you say the word red, okay?”

“Red.” Ah, my safe word, good, I’d forgotten about that.

“Don’t forget it.”

“I won’t.”

He swiped his lips over mine and lowered my arms. “But first we eat.”

“Eat?”

“I know you need to eat, a lot, and after all that liquor last night and with what I have planned, you need food.”