Page 43 of Rocked: The Price of Dreams

Go Hunt!

I play-punched him in the arm. Coming up for air, he winked at me. I gave him the thumbs up.

Ewan snaked his hands around my waist then rested them on my hips. Swaying in time to the thudding music, we stepped from side to side. As we found our groove, he twirled me around. Every time I caught his gaze, my pulse quickened. Closing the gap between us, I put my hands on his chest and slid my fingertips over his silky hockey jersey. His pecs were as hard as rocks. His arms, toned and tight. He smelled expensive, if there was such a thing. All woodsy. Earthy. Manly. When I linked my hands behind his neck, his smoldering eyes darkened. Oh yeah.

As the next song boomed through the sound system, his hands roamed up my arms, across my back, and down onto my ass. My skin blazed beneath his touch. Our thighs and groins and chests brushed together. The heat between our bodies skyrocketed with each graze. I thread my fingers into his soft hair. My heart pounded faster and faster.

I wanted to kiss him. So freaking bad.

Ewan leaned forward an inch. His breath teased my face.

Oh yes. Fire coiled through my veins and pooled in my belly.

As he closed his eyes, he lowered his lips on to mine. Soft. Warm. Tender.

Oh yes. So good. Holding my breath, I trembled all over.

Smiling against my lips, he deepened our kiss. He sucked my top lip, my bottom lip, teased my mouth with his tongue. The air shot from my lungs and my knees weakened. Clutching onto his hair, I kissed him back.

The cutest grin slid across his lips. “You are so sexy. And gorgeous. Hmm...I think I could kiss you all night.”

I was down with that. “Okay.” I drew his mouth to mine. Parting my lips, I flicked my tongue against his. I hadn’t had a lot of experience kissing, but with Ewan it felt right. We found the perfect pace, licking and sucking and tasting each other. The air around us sizzled. Every hair on my body shivered. But oh, my...the ache burning between my legs was so much more overpowering.

He buried his fingers into my hair and groaned against my mouth.

Electricity zapped through me, straight to my core.

Oh...I like that.

I was getting the hang of this kissing thing.

Sliding my hands down his back, I clutched his ass. I drew his body flush against mine. His erection jabbed into my abdomen. I’d turned a guy on. So freaking cool. Nerves fluttered in my belly, but I wanted more. More kisses. More heat. More flesh.

I slipped my fingers underneath his jersey and dug them into his sides. “Hmm. Nice.”

He pressed his forehead against mine and we swayed to the music. My heart had never pounded so fast. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Hunter following Nora upstairs. I giggled to myself. Yay, Hunt.

Ewan swept my long hair back over my shoulder, then dipped his head to nuzzle and kiss the side of neck. Goose bumps shivered across my skin from the base of my throat all the way down to my toes.

He nibbled on my earlobe. “You wanna go somewhere more private? Maybe upstairs?”

My eyes widened. My heart thundered against my ribs. I’d never been past first base. Never fooled around. But I wanted to.

I could do this. Make out. In private. “Okay.”

Taking my hand, Ewan led me through the crowd. As I passed Kyle talking to a group of guys at the bottom of the stairs, I tapped him on the arm. I twinkled my fingers at him. Concern flashed in his eyes, but I smiled to reassure him I was okay.

He chuckled and mouthed, “Have fun.”

Ewan led me upstairs into his room. It smelled of sweaty socks and expensive cologne. The walls were covered in ice hockey banners and posters of chicks in skimpy bikinis. I didn’t care. My two best friends were guys. I had to put up with their pictures all the time.

I took a few deep breaths and scanned Ewan’s queen-sized bed covered in a black and orange tartan quilt. Hmph. A true Tigers fan. Wiping my clammy palms on my stomach, I prayed for the cocktail of nerves and excitement to ease.

Ewan locked the door. Click.

Oh, boy.

He stepped in front of me. A new hunger burned in his dark eyes. I’d never had a guy look at me like that before. I’d never felt so sexy.

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