Chapter 5 Lord of the Puck 4

Liam

I could smell the scent of her shampoo, and it filled my senses like the alcohol I’d been drinking steadily since I had arrived home. It dulled the pain in my ankle and heightened every other sense I had.

She still used a coconut and vanilla scented shampoo exactly like had done back when we had been friends. Unlike back then: the figure I could see from my place pressed up against the wall, my eyes glued to her figure as she stepped from the bathroom completely naked and walked to her case was all woman.

Heavy full breasts, curving hips and Jesus Christ that stomach and ass. Both were round. Bree had the body of a goddess and I ached to fall down on my knees and worship her.

Trying to control my breathing, I watched her bend. Round ass on full display and fought back the groan that threatened to give me away.

I’d already been sloppy. She had heard me earlier when I slid open the panel and stared through the wooden lattice at her.

Back in the old days. It would have been used to make sure the wedding was consummated. Now it was going to be used for something much more important.

It was going to bring Bree back into my life: whether she wanted to be or not.

After all, she needed me. I had always believed that and earlier had proved it.

She had said my name in a breathy little whisper that had gone straight to my dick. 

Even after all of these years she could feel my presence. If that didn’t mean we were meant to be together I didn’t know what did.

She had said my name, and I wanted to hear her whisper it again, only this time I needed to hear her moan it. Quietly in my ear or loud enough for the whole county to hear didn’t matter.

She would fight against it but that was nothing new. She had been fighting against me since the moment she had come into my life and I was used to fighting for what I wanted.

I’d fight for her as well,

Only this time I didn’t plan on letting her go. 

But how could I make her stay? Four days wasn’t going to be enough time. Not by a long shot and bringing her back to me when we were both back in the States was going to be impossible.

As soon as I went back and got the all clear I’d be on the ice, too busy with practice and games to make her realise the truth. 

Because by god, after ten years she had said my name and now she belonged to me. I just needed the time to make her realise it.

Sighing heavily, I let my forehead bump lightly against the wood and her head swung around instantly. Her eyes scanning the wall but seeing nothing in the shadowy light.

“Hello? Is someone there?” 

I didn’t answer, but maybe the silence was answer enough because she could sense me. 

“You’re going crazy Bree, pull yourself together.” Sliding her naked body under the thick duvet she reached to switch off the lamp and plunged the room into a darkness so thick that I couldn’t even make out her silhouette. Not that I needed it, the image of her dripping naked body was burned into my brain and it was easy enough to put that together with the breathy way she had said my name earlier.

My cock throbbed and this time I didn’t ignore the need that was spiralling out of control in my blood and I reached for it.