Page 46 of Puck Princess

“What’s the matter? Don’t you like that idea?” she squeals as I carry her down the hallway and into the bathroom.

I lower her to the floor, her body sliding down the length of mine as I reach around her to turn on the water. “The problem is that I want you all to myself.”

She bites back a smile, tsking me playfully. “Sharing is caring.”

I strip her out of her clothes and back her into the shower. I run my hands down the curve of her body, resting against her hips. “You’ll change your mind once I show you how much I care, Callie.”

I’m ready to eat her alive, but Callie closes her eyes, tilting her head back. “God, the water feels amazing. I’m really tense.”

“Maybe I can help with that.”

She smiles, her eyes still closed. “You think so?”

“I know so.” I kiss her mouth until she melts against me. And then kiss her some more until she’s rigid, arched against me in a way that says she wants more.Needsmore.

I press her back to the wall and lift one of her legs. With my other hand, I run my thumb over her clit and slide two fingers inside her.

“Oh, fuck me…” she moans.

“In a minute,” I breathe against her mouth. “First, I want to make you come all over my hand.”

“You think you can make me come twice?” she asks breathily.

I don’t justthink, I plan on it.

I let out a gritty chuckle. “If that was a challenge, I accept it.”

I thrust my fingers in and out of her, feeling the way she’s ready for me. As her legs start to tremble and her nails dig into my back, I pick up the pace. I work my thumb between her legs and curl my fingers in acome heremotion until Callie cries out. She arches against the tile and then falls against my chest. I catch her in my arms before she can collapse on the floor.

“I don’t know if I can stand anymore…” she whimpers.

“Then kneel.” I flip her around onto her hands and knees, silently thank the realtor for suggesting the apartment with the bigger shower, and then drop down behind her. I pull her hips against me, sliding myself deep into her until we both moan.

“My God, Callie.” I drop my head back with a groan. “You feel so fucking good.”

“You were complaining about the interruption earlier, but do you want to know something?” She presses her ass harder against my hips.

I don’t think I’m capable of knowing anything right now. Everything that isn’t fucking this woman until she screams my name is fuzzy. But I hum. “Uh-huh.”

She circles against me before sliding all the way to the very tip and stopping. She looks back over her shoulder, a wicked smile on her face. “I think you like being teased.”

With that, she lowers herself onto me again, and I’m forced to admit, the woman has a point. But the time for teasing is over.

I hold her waist and slam into her again and again.

She places her hands flat on the tile in front of her. “Owen, don’t stop. Make me come again.”

I couldn’t stop if I wanted to.

I need this.

I lied to her about it being a really good day. It was a terrible day until I saw her. Santos is trying to force his way into being the new face of the team. Even if he wasn’t flashing his daddy’s money and trying to show me up on the ice, the kid makes my skin crawl. I want him off the team, but I’m already on thin ice with Coach.

But knowing I get to come home to Callie—knowing I end the day inside of her, beside her—it’s all I need.

“Callie,” I grit out. I’m so close. I can feel her fluttering around me, squeezing the orgasm out of me with her own.

And when she arches her back and clenches around me, I shatter.

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