Crashing the Net: Seattle Sockeyes Hockey (Game On in Seattle #2)

Cooper nodded slowly, propped his elbows on his thighs, and rested his chin in his hands. “Any ideas for replacements?” He offered her a lopsided grin that stole her heart.

Still wrapped in the sheet, she sat down next him and lay her hand on his arm. “Since you paid me to find someone, and that someone left you high and dry, I’ll handle this until I can find the right fit.”

“I know I’ve found the right fit. I fit perfectly inside you,” he chuckled and she punched him in the bicep. Drawing back she rubbed her knuckles.

“Like hitting steel, isn’t it?”

“Conceited ass.”

He raised both brows, still grinning. “You’ll do the cooking, cleaning, and babysitting?”

“No. Let’s get this straight. You can hire a cook and housekeeper. I’m the temporary nanny, and that’s the extent of it.”

“Demanding.”

“Just like you.”

“I’m confident and in charge,” he countered.

Izzy snorted. “You’re arrogant and full of yourself.”

He didn’t seem to mind either label. “We start regular season a week from today at home. Then we play at home Saturday, then I’m off on a long road trip.”

“How long?”

He ticked the dates off on his fingers. “A week.”

“Oh.” She frowned, already missing his warm body in this big bed. “I’ll try to find someone before then. I can be here when he gets off practice this week.”

“I’ll leave money for takeout since I can’t get a cook that soon, and you’re not cooking.”

She nodded.

“Izzy, I’ll also pay you handsomely. I know I’m intruding on your personal life.”

What personal life? Besides her sisters and her struggling career, she didn’t have a personal life or even a life. She’d dedicated her life to her sisters, and one sister had already moved out. Even worse, it was now October first and her rent was due.

Her life was pathetic.

“Did your parents pay back the money?” Cooper asked in that uncanny way he had of reading her mind.

She shook her head.

“How much do you need?” he asked as he pulled out his wallet.

“I can’t take handouts from you,” she balked, already in debt to him more than she’d ever planned on being.

“Don’t consider it a handout. Consider it an advance for the nanny duties, including combat pay.”

“I don’t need combat pay to take care of Riley. We get along just fine.”

Cooper shook his head and smiled. “You did, but now you’re an authority figure and the roles have changed. Good luck with that.” He chuckled and kissed the tip of her nose. “You’re damn cute when you’re all indignant.”

She huffed and stood, turning her back on him as she pulled up her panties.

“You don’t need to hide that fine body from me, sweetheart. I’m pretty sure I explored every square inch of it last night and then some.”

He came up behind her and nibbled on her neck, sliding his hands up her hips, waist, and rib cage. Izzy sucked in a breath and waited. Those big, amazingly gentle hands grazed her hard nipples, still sore from his persistent hands and mouth. “I love your nipples. They’re quick to harden at my touch.”

Touch, hell. They hardened when she just thought about him, but he didn’t need to know that. His head wouldn’t fit through the tunnel into the stadium as it was.

Cooper sucked on her ear lobe as his erection rubbed against her ass. “Why are you in such a hurry to leave?” He rubbed her nipples, tweaking them with his fingers and waking up her libido, even though it should’ve been in a state of exhaustion.

“I have some errands to run if I’m going to be back here by this evening. It’s almost noon.”

“We’re lazy asses. I have to be at the SHAC for meetings at two. That gives us enough time to shower and have a quickie.” He bit her earlobe. The minor pain sent a shock of sexual energy through her veins.

“You’re definitely into water sports.”

“I’m partial to ice, which is frozen water. We should try it on the ice sometime, all that cold and heat mixed together.”

She moaned and nodded. “You’re on.”

He pulled her into his big tiled shower with all the jets and shower heads. She shucked off her panties. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she stood on tiptoes to kiss his proud mouth.

Cooper turned her around so her back was to him. “Bend over, beautiful. I want to take you from behind and watch my cock pump in and out of that gorgeous pussy of yours.”

Izzy opened her mouth to protest on principle, but he smacked her ass hard. In fact it fucking hurt, but she liked it. Really, really liked it. Her pussy swelled with renewed interest.

“Bend over,” he growled. “Or I’ll have to punish you.”

“No,” she refused, partly to be contrary and partly because his man-in-charge attitude turned her on in a big way.

He put his hand on her shoulders and bent her over. She struggled against him just to make it more of a challenge for him. He captured her hands behind her back and held them in his strong grip, keeping one big hand free to smack her ass.

She’d usually been the one in charge in the bedroom, but much to her surprise, she liked him taking charge and exerting his male dominance and superior strength over her. She’d never enjoyed being dominated by another man.

She wiggled her butt at him. Despite how sore it was, she could feel her juices flowing. Her pussy tingled and begged for something large and hard inside it. He must have spanked her a dozen times before he stopped, and it hurt so good.

“Are you going to behave?”

She was tempted to argue but decided to zip her mouth shut. Her ass stung like hell, and she needed him to do the nasty. “Yes, sir,” she said, faking a meek, subservient voice, so unlike her.

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