Ruck Me by Rebecca Norinne
Title: Ruck Me
Series: Dublin Rugby #2
Author: Rebecca Norinne
Genre: Contemporary Sports Romance
Release Date: August 9, 2017
Blurb
She flies by the seat of her pants, and he’s a
no-nonsense kind of guy. When these two opposites attract ... oh baby, it’s
game on!
I’d called Aoife O’Shaughnessy a number of things, but dumb was never one of them. Through all the trouble she’d gotten into over the years, I never once thought she was actually stupid. Until now. Because I just heard her plan to lose her virginity to the biggest a-hole we know.
My first thought? How the f*ck is Aoife still a virgin? The second? Over my dead body.
So I volunteered for the job instead.
It might be the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, but once the words were out of my mouth, I couldn’t take them back. I didn’t want to. Suddenly, I couldn’t stop wondering what it would be like to kiss the pink-haired sprite I’d known my whole life, to hear her moan my name when she comes.
And I know she’s wondering about me too.
It was only supposed to be sex, but now I’m in deep. I never meant to fall in love with Aoife; this wasn’t supposed to happen. And what came next? Well, neither of us planned on that.
I’d called Aoife O’Shaughnessy a number of things, but dumb was never one of them. Through all the trouble she’d gotten into over the years, I never once thought she was actually stupid. Until now. Because I just heard her plan to lose her virginity to the biggest a-hole we know.
My first thought? How the f*ck is Aoife still a virgin? The second? Over my dead body.
So I volunteered for the job instead.
It might be the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, but once the words were out of my mouth, I couldn’t take them back. I didn’t want to. Suddenly, I couldn’t stop wondering what it would be like to kiss the pink-haired sprite I’d known my whole life, to hear her moan my name when she comes.
And I know she’s wondering about me too.
It was only supposed to be sex, but now I’m in deep. I never meant to fall in love with Aoife; this wasn’t supposed to happen. And what came next? Well, neither of us planned on that.
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“How do you
like your chances against the Mariners?” Aoife asked, the bed springs creaking
under the weight of her climbing under the covers.
“It’s hard
to say,” I answered, sneaking past the lads to head to my room. Shutting the
door as quietly as possible, I dropped down onto my bed. “Liam’s rotator cuff
isn’t getting better with physio so Coach McCarthy is going to bench him until
he goes under the knife. That means Paddy’s going to start. Poor kid is scared
shitless.”
“Be nice,
that was you not too long ago.”
“Yeah, but
unlike me, Paddy doesn’t have a huge ego.”
“Oh hush,
you’re not so bad.”
“Oh, I
promise you I am. I’ve just kept it hidden from you all this time.”
“Come to
think of it, you have always been full of yourself,” she joked easily.
“I’d love
for you to be full of me.” When Aoife sucked in a startled breath, I realized
I’d said that out loud. Shit.
“Sorry,” I apologized automatically.
“No you’re
not,” she answered, her voice coming through the line sounding like a long,
slow drink of good whiskey.
“No,” I
agreed, “I’m not.”
I was
trying not to push her too hard, but she knew exactly how badly I wanted her.
After coming in my pants when she’d given herself an epic, toe-curling orgasm
by humping my lap, I’d learned my lesson. Now, whenever I’d be seeing Aoife, I
beat off beforehand.
“About
that. I’ve been thinking …”
“Yeah?” I
asked, my gut clenching with nervous anticipation.
“I’m ready
Eoin.”
Holy fucking Christ, thank you baby Jesus in a
manger! I screamed
in my head as I fought to keep my outward reaction steady. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she
answered, her voice growing bold. “I want you inside of me.”
I snaked my
hands under the elastic waistband of my joggers and dragged them down past my
dick. I couldn’t remember if I’d locked my door on the way in, but it was too
late to check. There was no way I was going to ask her to hold that thought
while I made sure. If one of the lads walked in while I had my fist wrapped
around my cock, that’d teach them to knock the next goddamned time.
“Say that
again.” I slowly worked my hand up and down my shaft.
“What?” she
asked, her tone teasing.
“Tell me
you want me inside of you.”
“Are you
touching yourself?”
“Fuck yes,
I’m touching myself. You just told me I get to fuck you soon. It’s a miracle I
didn’t come the second you said it.”
“I want you
to fuck me, Eoin.”
“Are you touching yourself?” I asked on a
strangled moan.
“Aoife …” I
said when she didn’t respond, drawing out her name on an upward stroke. “Please
tell me your fingers are playing with your pretty little cunt.”
“Yes, I’m
touching myself,” she answered on a light moan. “I can’t stop touching myself.”
“Me either
baby,” I agreed, picking up my pace. I trapped the phone between my ear and
shoulder and reached down with my other hand to cup my balls and roll them in
my hand. “I want you so bad,” I groaned, no shame in my confession.
“I know,”
she answered on a shudder. “I can’t wait Eoin.”
“I’m going
to make it so good for you, I promise. But before I fuck you with my cock, I’m
going to make you come on my mouth. Are you picturing it Aoife—my lips on your
clit, my tongue fucking your sweet little pussy?”
Staccato
gasps echoed on the other end of the line. “Yes,” was all she managed to say
between pants. “Yes, please.”
“That’s it
baby, fuck your pretty pussy with your fingers and pretend they’re mine.”
I was
getting close, but I wanted Aoife to come first. I always wanted her pleasure
to come before mine.
“Oh my god
Eoin, I’m coming!” she cried, her orgasm rolling through her. “Fuck, fuck,
fuck,” she chanted.
Her
pleasure was my undoing. My balls constricted and my whole body shuddered just
before something like an electric current shot down my spine and I came so hard
that I saw stars.
Literal
fucking stars. When I came back down from the greatest high I’d ever felt, I
heard Aoife laughing into the phone.
“You still
there?”
“Yeah,” I
croaked. “Holy shit.”
“I know.
It’s never …”
“What?” I
asked, pride egging me on. I had a sneaking suspicion what she was going to say
because it had been like that for me too.
“I’ve never
come that hard before.”
“Me neither,”
I answered honestly.
“Shut up,
you’re just saying that.”
“I promise
you I’m not. That was … shit. Fucking epic, Aoife.”
“Yeah, it
was, wasn’t it?” She chuckled.
“We are
going to be so fucking good together, baby.”
“I like
that, by the way.”
“What’s that?”
I asked, wiping my hand on a towel from my earlier shower.
“That you
call me baby. I like it,” she confessed.
I thought
about it for a second. I’d never called a girl I was with anything but her name
and I had no idea where it had come from. It had just slipped out, kind of how
Aoife had just snuck up on me. Even though the endearment wasn’t something I’d
consciously decided to use, I found myself smiling. “I like that you like it.”
“Oh shit,
Colleen’s calling me to come downstairs,” she suddenly whispered. “I have to
go.”
“Sweet
dreams baby.”
“You too,”
she said, blowing me a loud kiss just before hanging up.
I stared at
myself in the mirror for a few moments, pondered the wide grin and happy eyes
that stared back. Shit. I didn’t know how it had happened or why, but I was
definitely falling for this girl.
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Author Bio
USA TODAY bestselling author Rebecca Norinne writes contemporary romance
featuring smart and sexy heroines and the men who adore them. When not writing,
Rebecca is watching rugby, drinking craft beer, or traveling the globe in
search of inspiration for her next story. Her favorite foods are popcorn,
sushi, and French fries and she’s never met a Kelly Clarkson song she didn’t like.
For more information, visit http://www.rebeccanorinne.com.
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