Slayers Hockey - Mira Lyn Kelly

Category: Adults, Romance, Sex Scenes, Sport & Recreation
Language: English
Keywords: Erotica Hockey Romance

Written by Mira Lyn Kelly
Read by Savannah Peachwood, Christian Fox
Format: Mixed
Bitrate: 56 Kbps
Unabridged

Dirty Secret (mp3)

I care too much about Cammy Wesley to marry her….

Yeah, I know what you’re thinking. But hear me out.

Cammy’s my best friend - the one person I can’t live without, the girl with the sunshine smile, the loaded fridge, and the most awesome kid I’ve ever met. She’s also the hot AF single mom I’ve made it my mission to protect from guys like me. And I won’t risk ruining our friendship by pushing for something more.

I’m not that guy. I’m the good time, the class clown, the hockey stud. I’m the happy-for-now, not the happily-ever-after.

I stay in my lane, but when Cammy’s ex needs a lesson, the rash, overprotective part of me jumps the boards, and I go from best friend to fake boyfriend in the span of a kiss. And that’s just the beginning - because when it comes to Cammy, there’s nothing I won’t do…even if it’s guaranteed to wreck me.

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Dirty Hookup (m4b)

I should walk away, find some puck bunny to gleefully sit on my lap and tell me what a big, hot hockey stud I am - totally true, BTW. But there’s just something about this feisty redhead I can’t let go. She’s got an edge to her that’s sexy as hell and a smart mouth that’s been tying me up since the night I met her.

She tells me to forget it, we’re not happening. But she’s not the kind of woman a guy ever forgets. Especially when the air starts to sizzle and pop every time we get within 10 feet of each other. She’s in my head and under my skin, and all I can think about is the way she looked at me that one time - like she already knew how it could be between us.

I’m not the kind of guy a girl like her takes home…but maybe I want to be.

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Dirty Rebound (m4b)

This team hates me. Something about my chronic case of resting prick face and that thing with the captain when the season started. My fist, his jaw. Yeah, we go back, and not in a good way.

Coach says no more “confrontational BS” or I don’t play at all. And that’s a hit my career in the NHL can’t take. So the plan is simple. Keep my head down and finish out my contract with my fists checked.

There’s just one problem.

Allie. The girl from Vancouver eight months ago. The one with the sexy, shy, and sinfully bold smile and the sweetest, wettest mouth I ever tasted. The girl who blew my mind and then blew out of my life without giving me her number.

Turns out she’s the captain’s little sister. And even though my career depends on it…I can’t stay away from her.