But after years of hard hits, O'Doul is feeling the burn, both physically and mentally. He’s a fighter in the rink, but he’s about to learn that playing nice can help you score.Īs team captain and enforcer, Patrick O'Doul puts the bruise in the Brooklyn Bruisers. He slid his cock between her legs and rested it there, lowering her knee to trap himself.From the USA Today bestselling author of Rookie Move comes the second novel in the series that’s hot enough to melt the ice. Then he clasped her knee and lifted it a few inches. Patrick lowered her panties with one quick tug. Her body was caught between the weight of sleep and the anticipation of sex. Soft lips brushed her neck and then began to nibble their way toward her ear. There was sunlight on her eyelids and heat at her back. “Ah,” she gasped as he teased her with light, glancing touches. “You?” “Like a brick.” “How’s your pain?” Instead of answering, he trailed two fingers down her chest and abdomen, then dipped into her panties. “Yeah,” she breathed as her nipple hardened between his fingertips. “You sleep okay?” he whispered, fingering one breast. He was here, he was hard, and he was naked. She stretched a hand back and met the bare skin of his hip. An ambitious erection was tucked against her panties.
“ Morning, sweetheart.” “Mmm,” she agreed, pressed back against him. Goosebumps broke out everywhere on her body. Then Patrick’s fingers rose further still until he cupped both of her breasts in one big hand. And a broad hand was sliding slowly up her body, inside the big T-shirt she was wearing, past her panties, over her belly. But nobody believed Ari was still in danger. Just one Pryzyk had been apprehended under the Manhattan Bridge while trying to dispose of the gun that had killed Vince, and the other one was still on the loose. That guy got away, though.” Unfortunately one of them had. “You would have been okay either way.” She shivered in his arms. “ Shhh.” He hadn’t meant to scare her all over again. I can’t even believe…” He heard her swallow hard, the sentence sticking in her throat.
“You don’t have to do anything but keep breathing, okay?” She put her arms around him, too. Wish I could make it up to you.” He wrapped her into a hug and sighed against her shoulder.
That wasn’t ever gonna end well.” “ I’m sorry you got dragged into it. He stole it from them for some kind of leverage, I think. I heard the police say the Pryzyk brothers had been hunting for Vince and that gun. “He might still be alive if I didn’t open that door.” “That was not your fault. “I should never have let him in,” she said, her voice flat. The hope wasn’t for sex, or even that she’d somehow agree that they should be a couple.
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