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Delay of Game


Series: Bella Andre’s Game for Love KindleWorlds series

Publisher: KindleWorlds Publishing
May 2016

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Genre: Contemporary/Interracial
Format: Ebook

 

 

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It only takes one moment to change the game forever…

 

Sergej Markovich is the star player, the left winger, for the Washington Raptors. And he wants the Stanley Cup. Asked by his friend and teammate to pick up a woman from the airport, he doesn't realize that this woman is the one, the only one, who would be able to delay his game. She's not at all as he expected and now that he's met her, all he can think about is getting beneath the layers she has around her.
 

Constantine Gleason is taking a break from work to hang out with her best friend to watch her brother in the quarterfinals of the run for the Stanley Cup. Only when she sees who's picking her up--not her friend Vale, or Vale's brother, she isn't sure she's not dreaming. Sex on skates. And when the opportunity comes, she takes it not caring about how she may feel in the morning. Their whirlwind relationship has the potential for more, if they are both willing to make sacrifices. And that's the question, is Sergej willing to let there be a delay of game?

 
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She walked to the elevator bay with him close behind, dwarfing her. “Sixth,” she said, pushing the button once they’d stepped in. When the fans came hurrying after him, she watched him stop them all with a look.
“You seem to have that look of death down to an art form.” She crossed her arms and rested against the wall.
“I spent time with them; they don’t know when to quit. Push and I get pissed.”
She almost smiled. “I see.”
He turned and had her blocked in within seconds. She held her breath, waiting for him to make a decision to either kiss her or back away. The crooked bend in his nose, indicative of having been broken at least once, took him from being too beautiful and landed him square in the ruggedly sexy arena.
“I want to kiss you.”
His breath had a hint of mint and something else. Whatever it was, she longed to know if the taste would be as tantalizing.
“What’s the problem? I didn’t say no.”
“The fact—” he tugged on a curl by her right temple— “I don’t know if I’d be able to stop.”
Heat pooled between her legs, and she fought the urge to squeeze them together. She skimmed her tongue over her teeth and smoothed one hand along his chest. “Do you hear me saying for you to stop?”
A growl rumbled up from his throat, and he hauled her up to his mouth, lifting her on the tips of her toes. “I’m going to fuck you. Thrust into you until you’re crying out my name. I won’t stop until you can’t come anymore. Only then will I stop.”
The rasped words were fire along her skin, and she panted, arching closer. “My room isn’t that far away.”
He dipped his head and skimmed along her cheek as he inhaled. “You smell like heaven.”
The doors slid open behind him. “I could say the same about you.” She gulped and gave herself a mental yell to get out of the elevator.
“Are you walking or should I carry you?”
“Walking, although the other is tempting beyond hell.”
Ever the gentleman, he escorted her up the hallway to the door of her room. She unlocked the door, and he opened it. The room was stunning, and in the back of her mind, she made a mental note to peep the scene later. Right now, the man who sucked all the air from her lungs in the most amazing of ways had shut out the rest of the world, leaving it occupied by the two of them.
“Ten seconds.”
His words were so graveled she had a hard time deciphering them.
“Ten seconds for what?”
“To get naked.” The fire which had been banked in his gaze became a full flame, and she understood he meant every word.

 

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