Page 55 of College Hockey Bully

The ultimate prank.

Something awful churns in my stomach. Is this why he’s suddenly being so nice to me? It wouldn’t surprise me if the entire team knows about his plan. The fight with Noah and him rescuing me at that party were all set up for me to trust him. Of course. In what world would Aiden Hunter be interested in a girl like me?

“I think you should go,” I mutter, my back still turned to him.

There’s silence, then I hear the confusion in Aiden’s voice as he asks, “Did I do something wrong?”

“It’s funny how that’s your immediate assumption,” I reply, facing him. “Did you do something wrong, Aiden?”

“I am so lost right now, Scar. Please—”

“I’m not Scar. It’sScarlett.” I harden my heart against the bafflement on his face. He’s a damn good actor, I’ll give him that. “Don’t you think you’ve done enough?”

“Enough of what?” His voice raises to another pitch, then he clears his throat and repeats in a lower tone, “Enough of what?”

I should just let it go. Let him be none the wiser that I’m onto him, but it hurts, especially when I can admit to myself that I’ve caught feelings for him. Just a little, but enough to leave me devastated if this isn’t real.

Which is exactly why I need to know.

“You still think I’m the one who made that call, don’t you?”

Aiden’s expression settles into understanding. He sighs. “Scarlett, I’m a lot of things, but a liar isn’t one of them. Iwouldn’t be standing in your kitchen if I still thought you were the enemy.”

I cross my arms over my chest. “Maybe you’re taking things up a notch. Sleep with me, then dump me in the trash.”

He gapes at me for a hot minute. “You can’t be serious.”

“No,youcan’t be serious for thinking I’d fall for this act. Why would you even glance my way when there are more attractive girls to fool around with?”Like that brunette. I haven’t forgotten about the way she touched his face.

“I’m not looking to fool around with you, Scarlett. Hell, I’m not looking to do anything. There is no plan. I have no motive.” He sighs, that tenderness appearing in his eyes again. “I just love how I feel when I’m around you.”

Be still, my beating heart. If this is an act, then Aiden deserves all the major movie awards. He closes the distance between us. I definitely can’t breathe. I gulp in a huge breath as he clasps my cheeks. “You’re like a drug. I need constant doses of you.”

His head dips as he kisses me. Shameless, with no resistance, I kiss him back, eyes flying shut, hands moving upward to clasp the back of his head as our tongues dance together, bodies merging, hands touching everywhere. He squeezes my ass with a growl that I feel right down to my toes. I throw my leg over his hip and grind myself against his rock-hard front. He lifts the other leg and rests me on the kitchen counter. I gasp as he pulls the string that secures my apron. Even before it reaches the floor, his mouth has already captured my right nipple, sucking it through the fabric of my tank top.

God, yes.

I rock my pussy against the hard counter, trying to soothe the growing need as he sucks my breasts. Slowly, savoring the nipples like a treat, each circle of his tongue emitting bursts of pleasure in my stomach. With my head thrown back, soft moans coming from my mouth, I run my hands down his arms. My grip tightens around his wrists as he pulls on my nipple with his teeth.

“Aiden…”

With a grunt, he pulls up my top and I flinch, but only for a moment. It’s hard to consider my insecurity when his mouth feels so good on my stomach. He kisses every inch with so much reverence, leaving goosebumps everywhere. He pulls the top further up, his tongue sliding between my breasts.

“You taste so fucking good, Scarlett,” he whispers against my lips, sliding his hand under my skirt. “Making me want to run my tongueeverywhere.” He kisses my neck, then sucks on a sensitive spot while caressing my inner thigh.

“Everywhere,” he repeats, stroking upward.

With a groan, I spread myself, giving him access to exactly whereI’dwant his tongue to be. He strokes me right there, dragging a lone finger up the seam and slowly massaging my clit through my panties. Sharp, sweet pleasure runs from that spot, spreading all over my entire body.

“Oh God,” I whisper, rocking myself. Aiden certainly knows what he’s doing, because I can already feel that climax building between my thighs.

With my arms pressed back on the counter, I brace myself as he takes my panties off. My breath stops halfway up my throat as he slips two fingers inside me. Then he starts thrusting, slow and sensual, lustful eyes locked with mine. I don’t know what arouses me more; the fact that I’m sprawled on the kitchencounter, his finger-fucking, or that look on his face. Almost as if he envies how I feel around his fingers. As if he yearns for that tight, wet sensation around his cock.

His fingers still thrusting in that slow beat, he dips down and takes my engorged clit in his mouth, sucking hard, then licking that sensitive spot, over and over and over, until I see nothing but stars dancing before my eyes.

“Yes, Aiden,” I breathe, gripping the back of his head. “Don’t stop—”

Quickened thrusts make me gasp for breath as his fingers twist inside me, churning, making me cream for him. My juices drip between my thighs and he licks me clean with that thick, broad tongue, then goes back to lapping that sensitive spot on the tip of my clit. A long-winded moan hits the roof and bounces off the kitchen walls as I explode, spraying his face.

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