Roman (Cold Fury Hockey #7)(49)

“Okay,” she says more firmly. “I got it. No interfering or intervening. Let you handle your own battles. Be there to commiserate and support.”

“I might not be the one you commiserate with,” I remind her grimly. “You have a sister to think about too.”

“Well, I don’t really see why I can’t have both,” Lexi says simply, yet with so much optimism I can’t help but smile. “I can’t see why we can’t all get along.”

I snort and lift my head from the pillow to kiss her, because that really is cute if not a little na?ve. “I think we should just all agree that Gray and I will probably never get along and may intermittently butt heads. I suspect that might be even more so now that this notorious bad boy is dating her sister.”

“We’re dating?” she asks for clarification. “Not just banging each other’s brains out, right?”

“We were dating the minute I heard you on that stage playing your ukulele,” I tell her. “Even if neither of us fully realized it then.”

“Awwww,” she says with a twinkle in her eyes. “That’s so sweet.”

“And since we’re dating, you can be assured that I won’t have any bad-boy behavior off the ice for Gray to worry about. Now I just have to figure out how to play the game and be true to myself and not do something that compels your sister to fire me.”

“I have faith in you,” Lexi says with a brilliant smile. “Roman Sykora can do anything he sets his mind to.”

“Is that so?” I ask teasingly, my hands sliding from her hips to her ass. I press down on her so she grinds slightly on my cock. While it may have been in limbo while we talked, it immediately perks up with interest.

“So true,” she says huskily as her eyes start to go darker as my dick gets harder. If it weren’t for the need for a fucking condom right now, I’d just pull her up and settle her right down on top of me for a ride.

Instead, I charmingly ask, “Remember that conversation we had about drooling on me earlier?”

Her eyes flash, and then go sizzling hot. “I remember.”

“Think maybe we can do something about it?” I ask, my hands sliding from her ass, up her back and tangling in her hair. I push the top of her head suggestively.

Lexi immediately responds, starting to slide her way down my body, layering soft kisses against my skin as she goes. My cock swells with need and my balls already start to tingle in anticipation.

“Wait a minute,” I say gruffly, my hands tightening on her head.

She looks up at me, her eyes already clouded with lust, her mouth poised right above my navel. “What?”

“Swing your body around,” I tell her softly. “I want you on my face while you’re sucking my cock.”

Lexi lets out a swift breath and sucks in a larger one. She hesitates only a moment before she scrambling around on the bed and flinging her legs to either side of my head. There’s no hesitation as she lowers to my waiting tongue at the same time she takes me deep inside her mouth.

And oh yeah…this is the fucking shit. Sixty-nining it with my girl first thing in the morning, and I can’t think of a better way to start my day. I’m going to have to make sure there are many more mornings just like this.





Chapter 18


Lexi


I know it’s kind of shitty to just show up at Gray’s house like this, but I’ve learned that my sister is extremely busy and her time is limited, and I can’t wait to get this off my chest. I also know she’s at home because I called my dad and asked where she was. He informed me she was working from the house as she wanted to take Violet and Ruby into school this morning as a means to spend a little bit of extra time with them before she left with the team this afternoon for the West Coast games.

So I at least gave Gray a heads-up by texting her that I was swinging by for a short visit, then I turned my phone off so she couldn’t text me back or call to tell me she was too busy.

As I’m walking up to the front door, it opens and I see Gray standing there with what I’m surprised to say is a welcoming smile.

“Is everything okay?” she asks cautiously as she steps back and invites me inside. I know the girls won’t be here as it’s midmorning and they should be well situated in their classrooms by now.

“Yeah, it’s all fine,” I tell her with what I hope is a firm, happy voice as she closes the door. “Is Ryker here?”

“He’s at his office at the arena, handling a few more things,” she says, turning to the right and a short hallway off the living area. I follow, gearing myself up for the best way to broach the subject of Roman.

“Not to rush you or anything, and I’m happy you dropped by, but I was just in the middle of packing for the trip. Come on in my room and we can talk while I finish that.”

“Okay,” I say. We head into the master bedroom, and sure enough, a large suitcase is opened on the bed half filled with clothes.

“So what’s up?” Gray asks pleasantly, then moves to an open dresser drawer and starts pulling out some workout clothes.

“Are you still doing yoga throughout your pregnancy?” I ask with curiosity as she refolds the items and places them neatly in the suitcase.

Gray laughs. “I am, although some of the poses are getting a little difficult to get into. I just try to adapt as best I can.”