Off the Ice (The Penalty Kill Trilogy) (Volume 2) Read Online Free

milkshake, turns on the TV, and then cuddles into me. It still baffles me how close to she is to me when she lies with me. I’m surprised she doesn’t somehow become glued to me. I love it, though. Having her like this is one of my favorite things, not that I would tell her. I can just imagine the reaction if people found out that Captain Levi Carr loves to cuddle.
    No, thank you.
    Zoning out the noise from the TV, I think about this weekend. I’ve been visiting Momma’s grave more often, but I’ve never taken Presley with me. Maybe I should this weekend. Couldn’t hurt, right? Part of me rather go alone instead of taking Presley with me just because I almost feel like I’ll lose the comfort of going by myself. It’s almost as if I can feel my mom there with me and what if that’s not there when Presley is with me? I don’t want to risk that.
    A hand waves in front of my face.
    “What?” I ask, looking at Presley.
    “ I asked you a question.” Her lips do that perfect little pout. “What were you thinking about?”
    “ Nothing.” She so doesn’t believe me. “Ready for bed?”
    I watch as she debates mentally whether to make me tell her or just go to bed.
    “Sure?”
    “ I’m sure, Smarty.”
    She nods and then we’re off to get ready for bed. Once we’re all settled, Presley is asleep in minutes. Her day was as long as mine, and I’m out like a light right with her.
     
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    Warm lips kiss the corner of my mouth effectively waking me up.
    “Mmm, Smarty.” Through hooded eyes, I see her smirk.
    “ Morning, Captain Carr,” she mumbles, her lips traveling down my jaw.
    I can’t help but chuckle because hearing those two words coming from her turns me on and cracks me up at the same time. All the laughter stops when Presley crawls to lay on me.
    “Rise and shine,” she grins, trailing her nails teasingly across my skin, promising what’s to come. Smarty sits up, pulling off her shirt. Immediately, I sit up, so I can run my hands up her back against that so soft skin. There’s a slight chill in the room making little goosebumps pop up all over her. “God, I love your hands,” Presley breathes, but it turns into a moan when I take one of her breasts into my mouth.
    My tongue swirls around her nipple for a few seconds before I pull it between my teeth. My girl loves my little bites as much as I love her digging her nails into me. Presley’s hands come to rest on my shoulder, her nails sticking in me as she grips them. Grazing my teeth along her skin, I move to her other breast, sucking hard. I hold on to her hips and roll us over.
    Nibbling my way down her stomach, I tug off her shorts.
    “ Love my hands, huh?” I mumble against her hip with a little bite.
    Glancing up at her, I watch her as I slide my open hand down her side, over her other hip, and down to where she’s waiting for me.
    “So much,” she inhales as I rub my thumb over her clit. There is nothing sexier than her moan when I slip one of my fingers inside her. “Levi,” she breathes.
    “ Yeah, Smarty?”
    “ I want you .”
    I grin as I kiss the inside of her thigh, moving my finger a little faster after adding another. “That’s exactly what you’re going to get too.” Just not yet. Tucking my thumb away, I bring my mouth down on her, licking, sucking, and biting. “God, you’re so ready for me, aren’t you, Presley?”
    She’s soaked, and I’m done with my teasing for now. When I pull my fingers out of her, she practically yanks me up to her. Pres invades my mouth with her tongue, begging for me to take her.
    “ Why are you still wearing these?” she asks almost frustrated, shoving my shorts down, and I help her finish the job. A smile finds its way on my lips as Presley leads me to her aching core. She’s dying for me to be inside her.
    “ Just a second, Smarty,” I whisper, leaning over to get a condom from her nightstand. While I roll it over myself, Presley lifts her hips slightly, silently telling