Page 52 of A Major Puck Up

She hovers above me, chin tucked and watching with hooded eyes, dripping and gorgeous.

“Slide that scrap of fabric over. Let me see what you’ve been keeping from me for over a year.”

The dirty smirk she gives me has me digging my fingers into her calves. “I haven’t been keeping anything from you, Coach. You did this all to yourself.” She hooks one finger beneath the edge of the wet green fabric and pulls it to the side.

Fuck. She’s so damn close. Leaning in an inch, I inhale her. Her scent lights me up inside and pulls a moan from deep within.

“Don’t tease me,” she whimpers, bucking closer. “Lick me. Please.”

Finally giving in, I do what she asks. We both groan as I finally taste her. I slide my hands up her calves, then around to the backs of her knees, holding in her place.

“Oh my god, Gavin,” she cries far too loudly as I work her over. “This feels so fucking good.”

“Shh, Peaches. Unless you want to get caught, you need to stay quiet.”The words are a tease, but guilt hits me like a punch to the gut even as I say them.

She swivels her head around toward the house, but a heartbeat later, she’s watching me again and gripping my hair. Then she shoves me face-first into her pussy. “Suck.”

Without argument, I follow her command, sucking on her clit while she rides my face.

“Oh fuck. I need you.” She babbles incoherent curses and tosses her head back.

My mind is a whirling, chaotic mess as I devour her. Her hands are in my hair, tugging and scraping. And then she’s gone. I’m gasping for air, confused as fuck, when she straddles my lap and captures my mouth with hers. With quick work, she slides my cock out of my briefs and impales herself on me, sucking me inside her hot body.

“Holy fuck, Millie,” I grit out, going rigid.

“Still on birth control,” she murmurs, “and I haven’t been with anyone else. I’m safe.”

“Millie—”

She shuts me up with a kiss. “I know you are too. You would never put me at risk, right?”

Hand in her hair again, I pull her back just an inch so I can look into her golden eyes. “Never, Millie. You’re the only person I’ve ever had bare?—”

“And the only one you ever will.”

The statement is so confident, so final. She knows. She doesn’t need me to tell her. I wouldn’t do this if she wasn’t it for me. Wouldn’t risk it.

But Millie isn’t a risk; she’s my future.

She shifts her hips and sinks down again, setting a languid pace, tits bouncing perfectly in my face.

“Look at how perfect you are riding my cock.” I grip her hips hard and thrust up, meeting her, welcoming the heat that rushes through me. “I love that I was the first to ever have you.”

Golden eyes glisten as she watches our bodies moving together. “The only person, Gavin. You. You’re it.”

Something calms inside me. The inferno that’s been burning me alive, eating at me, scorching in all the worst ways, pulls back. It’s replaced by a completely different kind of flame. As much as I hate myself for it, I’ve been beside myself worrying she’d been with someone else during our time apart. That she’d gifted another man with her time, her attention, her body.

She’s been my obsession, the unattainable, for the last year. Yet right now she’s mine.

“I can’t tell you how many nights I thought about this.” I lift her up and then slam her back down. “Thought about fucking you. Thought about tasting you.”

“Same. I touched myself so many times, thinking about our night together.”

“Which one?”

“The one on the beach.” She nips at my lip and tugs. “God,” she moans when she releases me. “There was something so hot about the potential to get caught.”

“You like that?” Keeping a steady pace, I palm one breast, then tug at her nipple through the fabric of her suit. “You like knowing that at any moment, someone could walk into the backyard and catch you riding my cock in this hot tub? Catch you seducing your dad’s best friend?”

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