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Thank god for girls like Larsa who get it.
Maybe I didn’t realize it before, but she’s exactly what I need. A little TLC from the Wildcats’ number one fan. This girl is like the energizer bunny in the sack. She’ll strangle the life out of my cock until there’s nothing more to give.
She presses close enough for me to feel the pebbled tips of her breasts through my T-shirt.
“Bro, have you seen McKinnon’s little sis?”
I rip my attention away from the girl smiling slyly up at me with eyes that hold all sorts of wicked promises to stare at one of the freshmen players whose sole job at this party is to man the door.
“Huh?”
“Mav’s little sis,” he repeats. “She’s here and damn, that girl is a total smoke show.”
“Mav doesn’t have a little sister.” I pause for a second or two. “Are you talking about Juliette?” Just wrapping my lips around her name is enough to have me crashing back to earth with a painful thump. All those good vibes rushing through me dissipate as if they’d been a figment of my imagination.
His eyes slice to Larsa, where they stay ensnared. When he doesn’t respond to the question, I snap my fingers in front of his face to reclaim his distracted attention.
“Um, yeah,” he mumbles, still entranced by the blonde stroking her hands over me. “Juliette. She’s a real hottie.”
There’s no damn way I heard him correctly. The guy is obviously shitfaced. These freshmen should only be allowed a couple drinks or shots before getting cut off for the night. They have no idea how to party responsibly.
“Hey, eyes on me.” When he refocuses his attention, I clarify, “Are you saying that Juliette McKinnon is here?” I point at the wood floor beneath my feet. “At this party.”
“Yup. She just walked in with Ford, Wolf, Madden, and Ford’s sister.”
With a frown, I rub my shadowed jaw and scan the vicinity, looking for the dark-haired girl.
When was the last time I saw Juliette at a party?
I’m not even talking about a hockey party but just a regular, off campus party.
Maybe a couple times freshman and sophomore year?
That girl is too busy getting straight As to actually have a social life.
If she’s here, then my guess is that Carina twisted her arm and forced her into it. There’s no way in hell she’d show up of her own volition. A rowdy hockey party where all sorts of shit goes down isn’t exactly Juliette’s scene.
Sensing a disturbance in the force, Larsa curls her acrylics into my chest.
When my gaze reluctantly snaps to hers, she gives me a full-on pout with pink-slicked lips. “I’m ready to get out of here. Aren’t you?”
Hell yeah I am.
The sultry promise in her eyes tells me exactly what’s in store for the evening, and I am definitely here for it. With any luck, a little time spent with the blonde beauty will help me to reset and I can hit the ice tomorrow with a fresh perspective. What I need is for Larsa to help soothe all the raging emotions inside me that I haven’t been able to do for myself.
Dismissing the freshman, I say to her instead, “Yeah, baby. Let’s go.”
Her mouth curls as she reaches up on the tips of her toes and presses a kiss against my lips. She snags my lower one before tugging it with sharp teeth and then releasing it with a soft pop.
That sexy little maneuver just solidified my decision to take her upstairs.
I glance at the freshman, who hasn’t moved a muscle. His eyes are unfocused as he stares at Larsa with a slack jaw. If I looked down, he’d probably be giving her a full-fledged salute.
Certainly can’t blame the guy for that.
With a grin, I clap him on the shoulder. “See what you have to look forward to if you play your cards right?”
His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows and nods. The look on his face is one of pure envy.
