Shutout (The Renegades Series Book 5) by Melody Heck Gatto Read Free Book Online Page B

really was a sweetheart of a gal. Paige always was a good sport with Dom’s lighthearted flirting.
    Matt was fully immersed on the girl dancing in front of him and slipped another bill into her bottoms, not moving his eyes from the prize. “Don’t be jealous, Dominic.”
    Dom was far from jealous. Sure, Ty had it all — team captain, beautiful fiancée, and currently tits being shoved in his face. He was the face of the hockey league and the heart of the Renegades. He was also Dom’s friend. Ty and Kris had really taken him under their wing since day one, and they’d grown closer as friends.
    “So when’s the big day?” A busty blonde rubbed up against Kris.
    “In a couple of weeks.” Tyler beamed.
    “Oh, so will we see you guys a few more times before then?” she asked, as she did her best to dance up on Kris.
    He wasn’t moving from the table. Poor guy looked awfully uncomfortable. Dom was surprised that Kris was even here tonight. After all, he had a gorgeous wife and a little boy at home; he had no need for strange tits in his face. Dom was pretty sure Kris was only here to support his friend Ty, and to make sure Matt didn’t harass any of the guys into doing anything stupid.
    “I wouldn’t count on it. Our game schedule is pretty busy; that’s why we’re here tonight.”
    “I’m sure our balding and drooling friend over there will be in, though.” Dom pointed to Matt, who wasn’t really balding, but they liked to pick on him about it.
    “Oh, he’s not balding!” She giggled. “He’s just ruggedly handsome. Oh yeah, that’s right, you guys are on some sports team, huh?” She purred.
    Dom couldn’t help but flash a grin when she said that. Some sports team . He wasn’t used to not being noticed. Every girl seemed to know that he was the tattooed goalie for the Renegades. Not to mention she called Matt ruggedly handsome. “Yeah, hockey.” He didn’t mean it as an invitation; his smile was more one of amusement. Too bad, she must’ve taken it as flirty, and with one swift movement ended up in his lap. “Woah!”
    “Hockey, huh?” She softly prodded at his arm muscles. “Ooooh, tattoos and muscles.”
    He slid a twenty into her bra, and with a smile, she moved on to her next conquests, the rookie table. “You all hockey team guys too?” She was welcomed with wide, flirty smiles and open wallets.
    “Hey there, handsome. I’m Mona.” A petite brunette with too much eye makeup moved up beside Dom and ran her fingertips over his shoulders, then down his chest. She took a moment to outline the ink on his arms with her soft fingers, gently scratching him with her nails. “I like your tattoos,” she purred. Her round and tight ass was in full view. The tiny skirt around her waist was purely for decoration, and the tiny white bikini top wasn’t doing much to hold in her enormous tits. She squatted in front of him, and gently parting his legs, she slowly rose between them while running her fingertips up his thighs, crotch and up over his chest. She lifted his chin with her finger so he was positioned right at her cleavage.
    “Woo-hoo, Dom!” Some of the guys cheered from around him. He was too busy concentrating on her naughty moves to care about their comments.
    She was hot, but she was brunette. Besides her not being blond, he didn’t do strippers, but that didn’t stop his body from reacting to her sex appeal. His dick was straining against his jeans as all the blood rushed to his lower body; it had obviously already left his brain because he when she grabbed his hand and pulled him to stand up, he didn’t hesitate to follow her. Laying her finger to his lips, she led him to a private room.
    “Have fun, Dom!” Matt called over his shoulder without even a look.
    Dom shook his head. Of course, this must be the surprise Matt was talking about . At this point, it didn’t much matter. He needed a release and he needed it badly. Again, this wasn’t ideal, but it was better than his