Bedding one hot hockey player is enough for most girls, but two...
What I know about hockey fits on the back of a stamp. My latest patient, Raven Starr, may be one of the NHL’s hottest defensive players, but I’m not exactly blown away by his stardom. Add in the fact that he’s a surly, growling grump, and I’m more than happy to work my magic on his battered body then hot-foot to my date with his teammate, Todd “Pretty” Carty.
Todd is a slice of man heaven, and I want a bit of the action. But when Raven emerges from his bad mood and throws his energy into blowing my mind with just one kiss, my head spins and my libido rages.
I haven’t bargained for these hard-training, hard-playing hockey players working as efficiently off the ice as on when it comes to getting results. But who am I to complain when satisfaction is their ultimate goal?