Page 37 of Ice Bet

His smirk dug into me as sharp as the shelf behind my back. “Nah. I’ll just tell your dad that you’ve been trying to get the team to fuck you. I can assure you that every single hockey player will back me on that, because if they don’t, they’re going down too.” Aasher’s other hand came up to meet the shelf, and suddenly, I was trapped.

He wouldn’t.

I stared up at him, and his perfect lips twitched. “Don’t underestimate me.”

“Fine.” I sighed heavily. “I’ll stay away from the team.”

The look of surprise on his face almost made me laugh.Don’t underestimate him?He shouldn’t underestimate me.

His hands left the shelf, and he took a step back, freeing me. A shaky breath fell from my lips, and I hadn’t realized how tense I was with him so close.

“Good, now let me take you home.” I waited until he was almost to the door to take the reins back, because I wasn’t leaving this party until we were even.

“No.”

He spun around and scoffed. His brown hair flopped on his head, and his slacked jaw tightened again. “What?”

“I came here to have a good time, and I’m assuming my dad didn’t tell the football team that I was off-limits, right?”

I’ll admit, it wasn’tasgood as my original plan, but it would still drive the team crazy and knock them down a notch. They could all look, but no one was scoring points with me tonight.

I waited to see what Aasher would say, but instead of hearing anything, I felt a shift in the air. The room grew smaller, and it was hard to breathe. Aasher crept over to me slowly, and his features were drawn tight with impatience. His hands were right back to the shelf beside my head, and I was too shocked by the look in his eyes to slip out from underneath him. “Is that what you want, Duster? To have fun with some guy?”

Not really.

“Maybe.” I shrugged.

His neck moved with a slow swallow. I gulped when his tongue darted out of his mouth to moisten his lips.

The words were effortless. “Fine. Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you.”

13

AASHER

I wantedto kiss her just to get her to shut her bratty mouth.

Riley Lennon was a true player of the game, and up until now, I didn’t even know we were playing one. There was a small crease in between her eyebrows that I wanted to smooth out with my finger, but I remained still. I crowded her space to intimidate her.

“Cat got your tongue?” I smirked. “What exactly is it that you want? Did you want one of them to kiss you? Wanted to prove that you weren’t a duster after all?”

I was being such a dick, but that was what she deserved after pulling this stunt.

I studied the perfect curve of her lips. They were pouty and painted pink with shiny lip gloss. There was a quick lapse of time when I wondered what they tasted like. Being this close and having her at my mercy made me feel uncontrollable, and I suddenly understood the desire that the team felt. The temptation was strong, and my thoughts were spiraling.

“None of the other hockey players can have me, but you can?” Her breath was drunkenly sweet. “It sounds like you wanna win that silly little ice bet, after all.”

If I were participating, I’d fucking win.

Riley shifted her chin and placed her hands on my chest to push me away. I let her, but only for a second. I wanted to blame it on my impatience with her and the provoking sound of her voice, but truth be told, she was irresistible.

The room caved in, and the only thing I could see was her. My hand snapped out, and I gripped her wrist just as she was storming out of the pantry to go flirt with some football player. I spun her, and her big blue eyes widened with confusion. I gripped her chin tightly, opened her mouth with my thumb, and pressed her lips to mine.

Fuck.

She tasted of something fruity, and I wanted to smother myself in it. I ran my tongue over hers, gulping up the remnants of the drink, and instead of pulling away like I should have, I found myself bringing her closer and going back for seconds. I swallowed her mouth not once but twice, moving my lips against hers so hard that our teeth clanked together. I’d never felt so possessive, and I’d never kissed someone as feverishly as I just did her.

A small whimper left her, and I snapped out of it, pulling back abruptly with my body on fire.

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