Page 67 of Pucking Amazing

A flush spread across my skin under his heated stare. A thrill zings through me. I’ve never been this bold before, stripping right in someone’s living room.

“I was waiting for you,” I say, trying to sound seductive.

DJ stalks towards me, peeling off his shirt to reveal chiseled abs. “Is that so?” He kneels on the couch, hovering over me. “Lucky me.”

I reach up and trail my fingers over the hard ridges of his stomach. God, he’s ripped.

“I think we could both get lucky,” I murmur brazenly.

He chuckles, a deep, masculine sound. “Oh, I like the way you think, gorgeous.”

Then his mouth is on mine in a searing kiss. I moan against his lips as his tongue sweeps inside to tangle with mine. Large hands skim down my sides to grip my hips. I arch into his touch, my body already aching for more.

DJ kisses a path down my neck, teeth grazing my collarbone. I gasp as he nips at the top of my breast. Nimble fingers unclasp my bra and toss it aside.

“Beautiful,” he rumbles, before lavishing attention on my newly bared skin.

I’m lost in a haze of sensation as his wicked mouth explores my body. My hands fist in his hair.

“Please,” I whimper as he kisses lower, teasing the edge of my panties. I need him so badly it hurts.

He hooks his fingers in the lace and drags them down my legs. I kick them off impatiently. Then he’s spreading my thighs, his hot breath fanning over my most sensitive parts. The first swipe of his tongue has me crying out.

DJ licks and sucks until I’m writhing beneath him. When he slides two fingers inside me, I nearly come undone. He pumps them in and out, curling them to hit that perfect spot as his lips close around my clit. The dual sensations send me flying over the edge.

I shatter with a hoarse cry.

He gentles me through the aftershocks before surging up to kiss me fiercely. I can taste myself on his tongue. I shove at his jeans and boxer briefs frantically, needing to feel all of him. He helps me strip off the rest of his clothes.

Then he’s lifting me into his arms and lowering us to the plush rug in front of the couch. He settles over me, his hard length nestling between my thighs. I wrap my legs around his waist.

“Beg for me,” DJ says roughly. His eyes burn into mine.

I whimper. “Please, DJ. I need your cock inside me. Please, I’ll do anything.”

With a groan, he thrusts forward, filling me in one smooth stroke. I gasp at the exquisite stretch. He pauses, letting me adjust. When I roll my hips, he starts to move.

He sets a deep, steady rhythm that has my eyes rolling back. I meet him thrust for thrust, our bodies moving in perfect sync. Pleasure builds and builds as he takes me higher.

I’m so close, teetering on the brink. “Don’t stop,” I pant.

He drives into me harder. “Never, baby. I’ll give you everything you need.”

A few more powerful thrusts and I’m flying apart, his name a euphoric scream on my lips. DJ follows me over with a guttural moan, his hot length pulsing deep inside me.

Later that night, tangled in DJ’s silk sheets, I lie there breathless and flushed. DJ dozes peacefully beside me, his chest rising and falling in a slow rhythm, but sleep eludes me.

My mind keeps drifting to Tyler, imagining his strong hands caressing my skin as DJ’s talented lips trail fire down my neck.

A delicious shiver runs through me at the taboo thought, igniting a fresh tingle of arousal despite my satisfied exhaustion. I picture Tyler’s intense eyes piercing into mine as DJ works his magic, the three of us joined in passion.

It’s a desire that defies convention, but who says that means it can’t work?

I know it’s the unspoken connection between DJ, Tyler and I that makes what DJ and I share so electric. It’s like a live wire, a current of mutual attraction binding the three of us together. Part of me longs to reach out and grab that connection with both hands, to fully embrace the freedom and exhilaration it promises.

But another part wonders if I’m really ready, this soon after Paul, to dive headfirst into something so deliciously complicated.

Sighing, I nestle closer to DJ, resting my head on his chiseled chest. The steady thump of his heartbeat soothes my racing thoughts. I gaze up at his handsome face, his full lips curved in a slight smile as he sleeps.

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