The Hockey Captain’s Unwanted Wife (Blair and Grayson) novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171

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We were back in Roman’s Mustang, finally having some privacy now that everyone else had already left. Luckily, after Roman’s confession, the fighting between him and Luca had come to a halt. Neither man had gone at each other a second time, and I was relieved about that. –

Roman’s hand was currently on the wheel.

I couldn’t get his confession out of my mind. I never thought he’d say it there in front of everyone, and that surprised me the most. It felt like he wanted to finally get it all off his chest, especially with Luca and Nico watching.

“I didn’t think you loved me,” I finally admitted.

He stared at the windshield. “I’m sorry I haven’t shown it. I’m sorry it took you possibly marrying Nico for me to say it.”

I bit my lip, blushing. “You turned me down the day I confessed I was in love with you.”

“I still kick myself for that day.” His voice was rough. “And a lot of other days that I did shit. I don’t know how I’ll tell Ethan. Until then, I will not hurt you again.”

We both gazed at each other and I could feel the tension between us.

Without warning, he reached for me.

I gasped as he picked me up like I weighed nothing and pulled me over until I was straddling him in the driver’s seat, knees around his hips, my skirt shoved up by the movement, his forehead against mine.

The steering wheel pressed into my back. I did not care. I could feel him already hard under me.

“I missed you so much,” I whispered.

“I missed you more than I can even say. Every second of every damn day. Sorry it took me so long to reach out; I’ve been sorting things out. I had to officially sign everything to end the PR relationship. I’m also in the process of removing my parents as my managers so they can’t plan interviews without my okay. That’s a lot more complicated, and they’re pushing back, but I’m confident I can get past it.”

He’d gotten rid of the fake relationship? I tightened my hold around him and soon enough I was rubbing myself all over him, like I couldn’t get close enough.

The heat between us took over immediately. I felt his hands on my waist, gripping like he was afraid I would climb back to my seat and take back the words with me.

Mine in his black hair, pulling. We kissed like the confession had only been the start-slow first, almost careful, then not careful at all.

His tongue in my mouth. A groan in his chest that I swallowed. My hips pressing down against the hard line of him until we both made a sound that fogged the glass.

He bit my lower lip. I gasped. He sucked the sting away and did it again, harder, then dragged his mouth

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down my jaw to my throat and bit there too.

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moaned, loud in the car, and he made a broken noise against my skin like he had been starving for that exact sound.

He touched me slowly at first. Under my shirt. Palms over my breasts, thumbs circling, then pinching until my back arched and I cried out into his hair.

I touched him the same way-jaw, the blood at the corner of his mouth, his chest, the button of his jeans that I popped with shaking fingers.

The car was too small. We did not care. He shoved my underwear aside, freed himself, and I felt how big he was against me again, the way I had on the beach, except this time there was no rule left and no house full of family and no never.

He rubbed the head of his cock through my wetness, once, twice.

I whimpered. He sucked my nipple through the shirt and then yanked the fabric up so he could get his mouth on skin, teeth, tongue, a growl when rolled against him.

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