Hemingway - Zoe Dawson Page 0,5

weighing on his mind when he went to training except training.

But wanting her now was undeniable.

“I need some air,” he growled and separated from her, heading for the door and into the street.

The fall air felt good on his face, a fresh breeze off the ocean.

Suddenly, she was there, grabbing his jacket and dragging him into the alley. “I didn’t come here looking for this, but…” she said, her voice annoyed as if he was as unexpected to her as she was to him.

Before he could respond, she captured his mouth with hers. Her lips parted, and she sucked in a quick, startled breath, as he shoved his fingers into her hair and held her head immobile in his hands, returning her searing, tongue-tangling kiss.

He poured everything into the hot, ruthless kiss—aggression, dominance, and the desperate need to purge her from his mind, his entire system.

Fire pooled in his belly and lower, his sudden anger mingling with an undeniable need to possess her in every way imaginable. She didn’t resist him as he continued to consume her mouth the same way he wanted to ravish her body, with his lips, teeth, and tongue, and the craving for her grew stronger, a ravenous heat and hunger that slipped his restraint.

Her voice was hushed. “Do you have a room?”

That was all she had to say. He was already moving, taking her at a fast pace to his hotel. Once inside, he slammed the door, turning to her, but she was already on him.

She pushed him to the bed, clothes flying in every direction, the feverish intensity between them was sizzling hot.

This was going into the danger zone too fast, and he fumbled for his wallet, getting out the condoms inside, spilling from his fingers. He managed to clasp one as she pulled down his briefs and covered his dick with her hand in a stroking grip that almost made him come.

“Let go,” he said, grabbing her wrist, and when she pulled free, he sheathed himself, the frenzy in his chest not letting go for one moment.

Then he found her mouth, covering her lips in a hot, deep kiss, and she opened to him, her mouth moving against his with an urgent hunger. It was too much, and not nearly enough.

Hemingway lifted her higher and caught her behind the knee, dragging her leg around his hip. With one twisting motion, his hard dick was flush against her. Grasping that amazing bare ass, dragging her legs around him, backing her against the wall, he clenched his eyes shut and thrust into her, unable to hold back one second longer. The feel of her, tight and wet, closing around him drove the air right out of him, the sensation so intense he couldn’t move.

The beauty sobbed out incoherently and locked her legs around him, her movements urging him on, and Hemingway crushed her against him, white hot desire rolling over him. Angling his arm across her back, he drove into her again and again, pressure building and building. A low guttural sound ripped from him, and his release came in a blinding rush that went on and on, so powerful he felt as if he were being turned inside out. He wanted to let it roll over him, to take him under, but he forced himself to keep moving in her, feeling she was on the very edge. He moved his hand, found her core with his thumb and stroked her with a coaxing pressure. She cried out and clutched at his back, then went rigid in his arms, and she finally convulsed around him, the gripping spasms wringing him dry.

Together they fell on the bed, breaths harsh and fast.

He knew this beautiful battle maiden was more than sugar and spice and everything nice. If he gave her half a chance, she would rock his world—hard.

He already had a tough mental and physical road ahead of him. He didn’t need to add anything to this volatile mix.

But because of her, he understood the word…irresistible.

2

EverAfter Boutique, San Diego, California

“Damn, Gina! Stop sticking me,” Maximillian “Mad Max” Keegan growled.

“Stand still,” she groused, but Max hadn’t moved a muscle. How could he, draped in so much tulle, lace—material—wearing a plus size wedding gown while his sister altered it for her client? She was in a major hurry as this was a rush job. He’d never been able to say no to any of his five sisters. Even in very embarrassing circumstances, like having two of his teammates with