Page 76 of Wrong Pucking Jersey

I remain completely still when his lips hit home base, pressing firmly against mine.

That’s all it is.

A single touch.

A press of soft lips.

My body feels hot as though a spike of blood rushes through me. It makes my cock twitch and harden, while my mind is playing catchup. Our eyes are still open, staring at one another as if to wait for who will push the other away.

Out of humiliation?

Out of fear?

Or are we waiting to see who will deny the other?

Who will be deemed the bad guy in this power move?

Seconds pass—could even be minutes—but I stand my ground as I remain still.

He wants an answer to the question that’s been burning within our group for years.

That was waiting to rip us apart at the right moment.

Breaking the kiss, I watch him actually smile, a genuine grin that shows his teeth and lightens his eyes. It brings out his attractive features and makes him look a lot more Korean in comparison to when he’s serious or frowning.

“You ready to stop running away?”

I don’t know why, but it makes me laugh as I close my eyes.

“Only if you’re going to do that one more time,” I offer and open my eyes halfway to see those black eyes darken tremendously. “And we’re still on for a date.”

“On one condition,” he offers. “??? gets to come.”

I arch an eyebrow in return.

“I know you understand me.”

“Oh, I know,” I reply. “Just realizing Wolfgang’s right. The Korean side of you is bold as fuck.”

We’re laughing before I close my eyes once more.

“Fine,” I mutter. “You, me, and Mkaykay.” I open my eyes. “Deal?”

He couldn’t look happier.

“Deal.”

There’s no going back now.

Settle Into A New World Of Pucking Hockey

~WOLFGANG~

“Mishka,” I say in warning because our Heartbreaker Queen won’t listen to me. “If you try to carry one more box, you’ll be in trouble!”

“But,” she begins and gives me those puppy eyes that make my cock harden in seconds.

This woman still has the power to completely control me.

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