Page 18 of Pucking Good Girl

“The hashtag has been turned into a blog. Every hockey player is mentioned. Including my brother. Yuck.”

That doesn’t surprise me. Tucker slept around as much, if not more, than I did in the summer. But that all ended when he fell for Bex, and then he met Taryn.

“Anyway, I didn’t go there to read about the detailed accounts of each hookup. I was more interested in their statistics section. It had a few interesting things. Like favorite sex positions.”

“Ok?” I’m waiting to see where this goes.

Talia explains. “So apparently, the Cove Knights’ favorite sex position is doggy.”

I can’t help but laugh. “That doesn’t surprise me.”

“Is that your favorite position too?” She asks.

“I don’t know if it’s my favorite, but it’s definitely up there. I mean, what’s not to like about it? You get a fucking great view of a girl’s ass, you can go really deep. It’s hot. We tried it at the country club, remember? When I came back to have breakfast with you after practice.”

She nods. “Yeah. I really liked how it felt.”

Good. Because I would be more than happy to revisit that right now.

However, I don’t get the opportunity to offer.

“The second favorite, with just two percent fewer votes than doggy, is reverse cowgirl. And I’ve never done that. So I was hoping we could try it tonight?”

Good Fucking Jesus.

Of course my cock is enthusiastically on-board with that plan. The second the request leaves Talia’s perfect mouth, my cock pulses and my balls tighten.

But there is one part of the equation that doesn’t sit well with me. Or at least with the part of my brain that hasn’t delegated all the thinking to my little head.

There’s nothing I would love more than watching Talia ride me, offering me the breathtaking view of her perfect ass.

I just hate that she wants to try it so that she can do it with him.

The temptation to say no is real. But then I remember that I agreed to this. It was my end of the bargain. She would help me show Gen that I had moved on with a serious, long-term relationship. And I would help her to get my brother’s attention and by teaching her everything I know about sex.

Tell her how you really feel. That you want to do every existing sex position with her, but not so that she can do them with someone else.

“Talia, I’m in love with you. I don’t want to be fake anymore.”

The words are on the tip of my tongue, but I swallow them back.

If I tell her that the whole deal was just an excuse to get her to give me the time of day, she might walk away.

I mean, I think she sees how perfect we are together. And she would be with my brother right now if she didn’t care about me. Right?

Especially now that she knows that Becks wants her.

But I can’t risk it. There’s the possibility that Talia hasn’t even considered me as a real option. And she could still choose Becks even if she knew how I feel about her. I need more time to show her rather than just tell her that what I feel for her has been real all along. How I’m going to do that is something I need to figure out.

“We can try whatever you want, baby.” I say, because it’s true. There is nothing I wouldn’t give her.

“Good,” she smiles. “I know we aren’t going to find the solution to my problems tonight. But today has been a complete shitshow. You have no idea how much I’ve been looking forward to being in your arms.”

Those words stoke the fire of my hope that this can become real for her too.

“Yeah?” I murmur, brushing my lips against hers.

“Yeah. When I’m with you, I forget all my problems. You always make me feel good, Macklin. And I’ve never needed it as much as I need it tonight.”