Free The Tao of Hockey (Vancouver Vice #1) by Melanie Ting Page A

sweetness that I’d been tasting. I looked down at her lying on my bed—naked, sexy, and accessible to me. All the time, I’d spent worrying whether I’d ever get to do this and now here she was. I got up between her legs and pushed inside.
    Oh fuck. She felt amazing. Hot and slick, even through the condom. I stroked my cock deep and watched her arching up.
    “Yeah. Fuck me hard. Feels great.”
    I pulled out and then plunged back inside. Her whole body jerked with the impact, and she cried out, “Oh yes. Yes!” Every stroke was bliss for me, and for Josie too. Instead of the tensed silence as I ate her out, now she was reacting to everything.
    “Oh God, I’m coming,” she moaned. I looked down at her. Her eyes were closed, and she was touching herself. Her body looked different, and I realized her nipples were soft now. Something seemed wrong. I sensed it, rather than knowing exactly what it was.
    Then it hit me. Josie was faking it. This incredibly sexy woman wasn’t even getting off when I fucked her.
    I pulled out. She opened her eyes. “What are you doing?” she gasped. “I was so close.”
    “Bullshit.” I yanked her legs apart and held her knees up. I went down on her again, this time gently teasing that tiny clit until it began to swell and blossom under my tongue. Josie began to twist and squirm, but I kept her pinned to the bed and went at her determinedly. I kissed, sucked, and tapped that little button over and over. I ignored her moans and protests, instead watching her body’s reactions. Her little nipples began to harden up again and then her whole body tensed and she pushed her pussy right up into my mouth. I worked her even harder, taking her whole clit in my mouth and trying to suck it right off her. I pushed a finger into her and felt her clamping down on it and then flexing and spasming. I could feel an extra flow of moisture inside her too. She was really coming now.
    Josie moaned incoherently, her whole body flopping around as she recovered. I rubbed my hands all over her body, feeling the flexing of her stomach muscles and then pinching those tell-tale nipples. She opened her eyes, and they were unfocused.
    I cradled her in my arms. I thought everything about her was straightforward, but she was complicated in ways I couldn’t understand. To find out that she was vulnerable when it came to sex only made me want her more.
    “Oh my God, Eric,” she whispered.
    “Don’t lie to me when we have sex,” I told her.
    “Okay.” Her voice was gentler than I’d ever heard it.

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    Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger
    M y cock had softened a little in the time it took me to make Josie come, so I stripped off the old condom and tossed it in the trash. I kissed Josie and began feeling her up. Her tits, her firm thighs, and best of all—that luscious ass. She was into it too, running her hands all over my chest and squeezing my ass too.
    “Your body is so hard—like you’re made of titanium.” She laughed. My cock got titanium-hard again, and I pushed it against her flat tummy.
    I kissed her again. “You want to fuck now? Or should we try some other fun stuff?” I nudged her clit with my finger.
    Her eyes widened. “Uh, no. I think I’m good for now.”
    But I was determined to make her come again—this time on my cock. I pulled on another condom. I moved her around to a hands-and-knees position and knelt behind her. Josie’s ass was sticking up in the air, and I kissed each cheek. She turned her head and watched me, wordless.
    I opened her up and slid my cock into her pussy once more. She felt even better this time, since she was slicker and softened up. I plunged deep into her, enjoying every sensation from this angle including her spectacular ass pushing up against my abs. Once I got a rhythm going, I reached down and grabbed her hanging tits. They felt good bouncing back and forth in my hands as I thrust my cock in and out.
    Josie began to grunt rhythmically whenever I went deepest