Page 23 of One Pucking Wish

And then she’s falling into ecstasy. She holds my head against her core as her body starts trembling. I feel the evidence of her release around my fingers as she continues to moan into the steam of the shower. When she starts to come down from her high, I remove my fingers and stand.

Her eyes are hooded, drunk with lust, and she’s so irresistible. Grabbing the soap, I move to wash her, but before I do, she drops to her knees.

I inhale sharply when she grabs my length and works it in her slick hands from the tip to the base, over and over again.

Holding me at the base, she covers me with her mouth, working her tongue in circles around the tip. She begins a delicious rhythm, greedily taking me in her mouth with moans of pleasure. She removes her hand from my base and grabs the back of my thighs, pulling me as far into her throat as she can take, still working her tongue around me.

“Oh, fuck…”

The sensation is too good.

The fire building at my core erupts and sends a deep, raw, mind-blowing burn through my body, out to my fingertips, down to my toes, up to my scalp, and everywhere in between, scalding me with fierce pleasure. At the peak of my sensation, my hand grabs her head as I empty inside her mouth, and she takes it all. I groan loudly as waves of pleasure shake my body.

I moan as Penny slowly removes her mouth, licking along my length as she does. She swirls her tongue around the tip, and the visual alone almost makes me want to come again. I fall to my knees to meet her, and my lips attach to hers. Our tongues tangle, and I kiss her hard as the water falls around us, streaming down my face and over our lips as I consume her.

I break our kiss. “Let’s finish washing up and move this to the bed.”

She splays her hands across my chest. “And why is that, Gunner?”

I like this playful side of Penny. Who knew that all that was needed to break her free of her icy exterior was a solid orgasm? “Because I want to fuck you. Again, and again, and again. I want your body to be so wrecked with pleasure that you can’t stand straight. I want to fuck you until we pass out from exhaustion, and then I want to wake up and do it again. How does that sound?”

Her tongue peeks out, and she licks her lips as her pupils dilate. “I like that plan.”

The truth is, at this moment, I don’t care about our game against Tampa Bay in three days. I hope we’re snowed in for a good while because I know nothing will be the same when we leave this storage closet of a motel room. Once we check out, I’ll never see this side of Penny again. I’ll never feel her come around me or hear her moans of pleasure. I’ll forever be chasing sex with this level of chemistry. I will once again be her annoyance, and she’ll once again be a moody witch.

No, something about this place and these circumstances have transported us to this twilight world where things are different. And I want to savor this time with Penny while I can.

CHAPTER

NINE

PENELOPE

Gunner’s arm drapes over my bare waist as his chest rises and falls in slumber. True to his word, we had some hot sex until we crashed with exhaustion. The man isn’t just a beast on the ice, and it doesn’t surprise me one bit. Someone who is as intense and broody as him is bound to be good in the sex department.

I never thought I’d spend the entirety of my birthday with Gunner Dreven inside me. But I have to say, as far as birthdays go, it was one of the more enjoyable ones, if not the most fun. This is all still so weird, but I’ve decided to cope by just not thinking about it. Compartmentalization at its finest. I know two Gunners—the asshole of the Cranes hockey team and the other one who only resides in Canada and I refer to as the orgasm king. It’s a little much but completely accurate. The guy is a master at knowing his way around my body.

Trying not to wake him, I reach for my phone on the nightstand. It’s nine o’clock in the morning, and all we’ve consumed in a twenty-four-hour period is two stale donuts each. However, we’ve exerted thousands of calories, and my body definitely needs some nourishment. My stomach aches, and I feel weak. The only way to continue enjoying the orgasm king is with some fuel in the form of calories. Maybe they have a vending machine nearby?

I move Gunner’s arm off me and start to sneak out of the bed. His grasp catches my arm before I succeed. “Where are you going?”

“I was going to look around this place for something to eat.”

“No. Stay. I need you. See, I’m using my words.” His voice is still heavy with slumber, and it’s mildly adorable. Admittedly, orgasm king is pretty damn sexy.

“You want a repeat of yesterday?” I ask.

“That is my plan, yes.”

“Well, I don’t know about you, but if I don’t get some nourishment, I won’t have the energy for that.” Gunner's stomach rumbles as I finish my sentence, causing me to chuckle. “And you won’t either. Come on. Get up. You can go search for food with me.”

“Well, I’m going to need my shirt back for that.” He sits up, stretching his arms over his head as his back cracks.

I sigh and retrieve his shirt from the floor before tossing it to him. “Yeah, I figured. Which means I have to put my suit back on.” The thought of putting on my uncomfortable outfit yet again is depressing. Canada Penny is different too. She walks around naked without makeup and wears her lion’s mane of curls down. She’s lighter and even a little cheeky. I don’t recognize her, but I like her. The fact is, I’m going to miss her.

Yet Canada Penny wouldn’t fly in Michigan. I’ve spent years designing the life I wanted, being strong, being the opposite of my mother, building walls, and protecting myself. If I’m being honest, Canada Penny reminds me of my mother without the drinking, and that is scary. She’s cool here in the make-believe bubble that Gunner and I are in, but she’d never make it at home. Mainly because I wouldn’t allow it.

Once we’re dressed and ready, we head out. As is with motels, each door exists to the outside. There is no interior hallway. So I have to trudge through knee-high snow drifts in my bare legs and three-inch heels, a quite difficult feat.

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