Dare You to Love Me (Western Wildcats Hockey #5) Read Online Jennifer Sucevic

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Western Wildcats Hockey Series by Jennifer Sucevic
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Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 13963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
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As intense as the first orgasm was, this is even more so.

When I finally float back to earth, I find Riggs staring down at the ejaculation painted across my lower abdomen. My thighs are still spread impossibly wide with his cock nestled against me. Even though he just came, he’s still hard.

My gaze stays locked on his as I run my fingers through his release before lifting them to my mouth and taking a long lap.

His eyes widen.

“Now we’re even.”

“Oh fuck.”

RIGGS

Iwake with a lazy stretch. My eyes aren’t even cracked open yet, and already there’s a smile etched across my lips.

Have I ever woken up and felt this amazing?

Like I could conquer the fucking world single handedly?

Nope, don’t think—

That’s when everything from the night before crashes back to me.

We might not have had sex, but it was the single hottest experience of my life.

And it happened with Stella!

Somehow, I just knew it would be like this between us.

We’ve always been best friends and the sexual chemistry we were able to generate was off the charts. Is there a reason we can’t turn this into something long term?

Something permanent?

We both had a good time. Adding a physical aspect to our relationship will only strengthen it.

Decision made, I roll over, more than ready for a repeat performance.

Except…

The bed is empty.

I slide my hand over the sheets. The cotton is cool to the touch. It’s almost enough to make me wonder if I dreamed the entire episode.

Is it possible she slipped away to use the bathroom?

I sit up and glance around the room, searching for clues to her whereabouts. My gaze settles on the corner where she’d dropped her duffle yesterday afternoon only to find it missing.

That’s all it takes for the good vibes humming beneath my skin to vanish into thin air. I swear under my breath before whipping off the covers and rolling from the bed. My mind cartwheels as I stalk to the dresser and grab joggers and a T-shirt, along with a sweatshirt before rushing through the door and down the staircase.

I find Hayes in the kitchen, leaning against the counter. His messy, golden-brown hair is all over the place as he dips his spoon into a massive bowl before shoving cereal into his mouth.

“Sup,” he says with a chin lift.

I don’t bother with pleasantries. “Have you seen Stella?”

He continues to chew all the while eyeing me up. “Yeah. She lit out of here like her ass was on fire about thirty minutes ago.”

I drag a hand through my hair and pull the cell from my pocket before hitting her number. A second or two later it goes straight to voicemail. A scowl morphs across my face.

Is she seriously going to ignore my call?

That’s a fucking first.

Left without any other recourse, I fire off a text and wait impatiently for a response.

Sixty seconds slowly tick by.

Then another minute passes.

By the third one, it becomes glaringly apparent that she has zero intention of responding. What scares me more than anything is that I might have fucked up our friendship.

It’s tempting to go out and look for her, but I can’t. We have practice in less than an hour.

Maybe the best thing I can do is give her a little bit of space to clear her head.

But that’s all she gets.

Then, whether she likes it or not, I’m coming for her.

Stella can run, but she can’t hide.

Not from me.

Not from us.

STELLA

Ilift the candy cane mocha with extra whipped cream to my mouth and take a drink. It’s filled with pepperminty goodness. Each small sip helps settle my nerves.

I’m tucked into a corner at the Roasted Bean coffee shop on campus. The place is fully decked out for Christmas with a seven-foot-tall tree parked beside the register, twinkling stars that dance in the windows, evergreen garland draped across the top and dangling down the sides of the chalkboard menu, along with glass ornaments filled with coffee beans that hang from the ceiling above the counter. As if that wasn’t enough holiday overload, all of the employees are wearing headbands with adorable reindeer antlers.

It's like Christmas threw up all over the place.

And I absolutely love it.

This is one of my favorite times of year.

Hockey season being a close second. That thought only turns my attention back to Riggs.

Ugh.

I don’t know what to do.

He’s fired off a dozen texts and tried calling an equal number of times.

I feel like the world’s biggest coward for sneaking out the way I did this morning.

It’s not who I am.

But…

In the harsh light of dawn, everything that happened the night before feels like too much. Like we crossed a line that we’ll never be able to come back from. What I’m most scared of is that we’ve set fire to our relationship.

How is it possible to go back to being just friends after an experience like that?



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