Page 73 of Pucking the Team

As I move, Lukas sucks in a deep breath, staring almost hungrily at my cock. “That’s hands-down the biggest erection I’ve ever seen. Goddammit, Thompson, I knew you were packing heat, but seeing it at full size like this is something else. That’s one gorgeous dick.”

The words from him send a weird sensation spiraling inside of me. I fight down the desire to offer it to him, to shove my cock inside of those puffy lips and keep him quiet. Ever since I made nice with Lukas the other night, I’ve had the hardest time getting him off of my mind.

It’s making me question, well, everything about myself.

Instead of forcing him to blow me, I lock eyes with him while I stroke myself. To my incredible delight, Lukas blushes.

Before I can further examine the toe-curling way his blush made me feel, I stride over to Emma. She’s still lying across the couch, a vision of pure decadence. Her body is gleaming with sweat, her holes filled with my teammates’ come. She looks so completely and utterly debauched.

And so fucking beautiful it makes my heart ache.

I drop to my knees between her spread thighs, running my hands reverently up her soft skin. “Emma,” I murmur, my voice rough with need. “I want you so badly. Tell me you’re mine.”

Her blue eyes blink open, and she smiles at me, lazy and satisfied. “I’m yours, Ryan. I’m all of yours. But right now, I especially want to be yours.”

A possessive growl tears out from my chest. I line myself up with her wet, used pussy, the head of my cock nudging against her entrance. I can feel the slickness of her pleasure mixed with Alex’s seed.

“Show me what you got, big boy,” she challenges with a coy smile. “I bet that monster cock can wreck me even better than theirs did.”

I’m afraid of that—that she’ll be wrecked by me. But we’re never going to know if we don’t try.

I push the head of my enormous cock into her well-used pussy. I can tell that even with the thorough fucking she just received, I might be too big. I gasp at how tight she is. It feels like I’m stretching her impossibly wide.

“Holy fuck, you’re huge,” she moans, her back arching off the couch. “Go slow.”

I try to push in a bit more, not even an inch, and she cries out. I can tell she’s in pain. Fuck.

“Tell me to stop if you need me to,” I say. “We can always try again later.”

“No,” she says stubbornly. “More.”

I push in deeper, slowly and carefully, pausing every time she winces or gasps. Her tight, slick heat grips me like a vice as I ease into her inch by agonizing inch. It takes every ounce of my self-control not to just slam into her to the hilt.

“Ryan…” she whimpers, her nails digging into my shoulders. “So fucking big…”

“I know, baby,” I soothe, peppering her face with gentle kisses. “You’re doing so well, taking me so deep. Just relax for me.”

I can feel her inner walls clenching around my shaft as her body struggles to adjust to my girth. Beads of sweat break out across my forehead from the effort of holding back, of not just pounding into her mercilessly like I’m aching to.

After about three inches, she puts her hand on my chest. “Ryan, I think…I’m not sure I can…”

I hang my head, trying not to growl in frustration. Of course she can’t. I’m a monster. No woman has even been able to comfortably take my cock.

I pull gently back out of her. “No problem, Em,” I say, trying not to sound hurt. “We can try again some other time.”

Off to the side, I see Alex nod. “We’ll get some toys, work on stretching her out for you,” he says.

Suddenly Lukas is in front of me, his gaze heated. “I can take you,” he says with a demanding fire.

What?!

Before I can respond to that, Lukas’s lips crash against mine, hard and testing. I’m stunned for a moment, unable to process what’s happening.

Lukas is kissing me.

And fuck, it feels good.

His tongue swipes across my bottom lip, and I groan, opening my mouth to let him in. He explores me thoroughly, our tongues tangling together in a heated dance. I can taste the whiskey he was drinking earlier, mixed with something uniquely Lukas.

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