Bossy.
Her name says it all.
She's a loud mouth, short tempered, stubborn as a mule, pain in the ass.
But no one can deny, that girl can play hockey.
And maybe she is a smartass, but she's still a Duck. Underneath it all, everyone knows she loves her team, her family.
That is until, the family gets a little bigger.
When new recruits are brought in from around the country to represent America in the Goodwill Games, along comes Bossy's worst nightmare.
The enforcer, Dean Portman.
Tough, arrogant, rebellious, a showboater and just as much of a smartass as Bossy.
No one had ever challenged her before, but now she's met her match.
Bossy looks at him and sees a goon, getting in the way of her chances at winning.
Dean looks at her, and sees a challenge.
He's intrigued by this fiery girl, and he knows that there's more than what's on the surface.
And he plans to find out what it is.
Challenge accepted.
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+]
"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....