Page 38 of Puck Blocked
Fucking Montana in every part of this house.
I spread her out on one of the cushions, my body covering hers. “Tell me what you want?” I rise onto my knees, my fingers hooking into the side of her panties as I pull the material down her legs.
“You,” she says.
“Tell me exactly what you want, Tanna. How do you want me? What part of me do you want?” I smirk down at her flushed face.
“You know what I want, Luke.”
“I want to hear you say it, Tanna. Tell me,” I urge her again, my hands working the buttons on the baby-blue blouse she’s wearing, before spreading it wide to reveal her perfect fucking tits wrapped up in a pretty white lace bra.
“I want you inside me. Don’t make me wait any longer, please,” she says, her voice quiet as her hips rise slightly.
“What part of me do you want inside you, Tanna? You want my fingers?” I ask, and she shakes her head. “My tongue maybe?” She appears to consider this one, and then her head moves from side to side. “My cock?” I lift a curious brow.
She smiles and nods. “Yes, that. I want that.”
Unclasping the clip on the front of her bra, my hands then move the material away from her breasts before cupping each one. I stare at them as I massage the flesh around in my palms. “Fuck, these are perfect.” I lean down, placing a kiss on top of each. “I can’t wait to fuck them,” I tell her.
“Luke…” Montana moans.
“Yeah, babe?” I smile while kissing my way up her neck.
“I need you, please.”
“You have me.”
“I need you to fuck me, Luke. This is torture. Don’t make me wait. I’ve waited so long already.”
I sit up slightly and push my shorts down my legs before freeing my cock. My palm wraps around it, stroking a few times. And just as I line the tip up with her entrance, I stop. “Fuck.”
“What’s wrong?” Montana asks, looking between our bodies.
“I need to get a condom.” I move to push off the sofa.
“Or you don’t and you can just pull out? Please, Luke, I can’t wait.” Her legs tighten around my waist, holding me in place.
“You sure?” I’ve never gone bareback before. I would never risk having a mini-me show up on my doorstep. But right now, that consequence doesn’t send me into a panic. Not with Montana.
“I’m sure. I mean, only if you are. I’m clean. I swear.”
“I’m not worried about that,” I tell her as I slowly sink inside her. My eyes stay connected with Montana’s as I fill her up.
She inhales deeply before letting out her breath. “It’s…”
“I know,” I say while cupping her face with my hand. I was in a frenzied rush to fuck her before. But now that I’ve entered her, all I want to do is take my time. I want to savor every moment of being inside her. The feeling that’s consuming me right now is foreign, something I’ve never experienced before. “I love you, Tanna.” I pull my cock out slowly, then push back in again.
“I love you,” she says. “It’s always been you.”
I cover her lips with mine, and as my tongue explores her mouth, I make love to her. I try to convey with my movements just how much I feel for her. I don’t think it’s enough; it’ll never be enough.
Her pussy starts to spasm around me and her nails dig into the skin on my back. I continue to slowly fuck her through her orgasm, swallowing her moans. When I feel her body relax, I sit up, pull my cock out of her, and wrap my fist around it. Two pumps and I’m spilling my seed onto her stomach.
“Fucking hell, I think you really were made just for me, Tanna.”
“I think we were made for each other,” she says.
“I think you’re right.”
