Page 8 of Puck Me All Night Long

A few seconds later, a frazzled-looking Hadley and a pissed-off-looking Barnett exit the closet. The look on Barnett's face is almost comical until I watch him try to discreetly lift his finger to his nose and inhale before slipping it into his mouth—a look of pure pleasure coming over him. Now I'm the one that's pissed, realizing the only thing that would put that look on his face is if that finger had been inside Hadley and he was licking off her juices.

"It's my turn," I say, not giving her a chance to spin the bottle. I grab her hand and pull her into the darkness of the closet. "Hi," I say, pulling her body close to mine.

I'm not as slick as Holden is with the ladies—all I usually have to do is look at them, and they're dropping their panties for me, but the cloak of darkness surrounding us negates any of my sexy facial expressions.

I feel like a fool just saying hi to Hadley. But she surprises me.

"Hi, yourself." She says as she places her hands on my shoulders and stretches up to kiss my lips.

It's all the invitation I need. I wrap my arms around her waist and tip my head down, letting her relax back on her feet instead of standing on her tippy toes to reach me.

Licking the seam of her lips with my tongue, she opens her mouth and lets me in. Our tongues are rubbing together—each one of us moaning our pleasure, but it's not enough.

I slide my hand under the waistband of her pants and panties until my fingers land on her sopping wet pussy. She's so hot and wet I just want to pin her against the wall and fuck her until we both see stars. But this will have to do for now.

Inserting two fingers inside her, I begin to thrust into her—the dirty sounds of her wet pussy fills the small room as I continue to finger fuck her until she's a squirming mess. But instead of having mercy on her, I insert a third finger, stretching her even more.

Her moaning increases, and I swallow the sound with my mouth, not ready to share this moment with Barnett and Holden. She's so responsive—I can't wait to see how she responds to my cock, if I ever get the chance.

Our fake relationship has taken a detour. I can only hope we stay on this course.

Her body tightens around my fingers as she comes all over my hand. Her juices soaking me. I hold her through her orgasm, letting her pump against my fingers until the spasms stop.

"Good Girl." I slide my fingers out of her and slip them into my mouth, devouring her taste, when I hear the dreaded knock on the door.

eight

Holden

My patience is wearing thin as I wait for my turn with Hadley. Barnett has been quietly sitting on the couch, watching the closet door, looking as lovesick as I feel. We should have done this in front of each other so we could work on the whole sharing thing.

"You okay, man?"

"Yeah, she's just more than I expected." Barnett runs his fingers through his hair, his shoulders dropping slightly.

I know exactly what he means—when she looks at me, the restlessness that usually consumes me is no longer there. Neither is the desire to take what I want and not care about the consequences. I've only spent a couple of hours with her, and she already makes me want to be a better person.

The alarm on my phone goes off, and I leap off the couch; it's finally my turn with Hadley alone in the closet. "Times up!" I knock on the closet door.

Hadley and Caspian step out of the closet, Hadley's hair ruffled, her cheeks pink and the same smile on her face that she had when she walked out of the closet with Barnett. It's in that moment I know exactly what I want to do in that closet with her.

I brush past Caspian and take Hadley's hand in mine, "Are you ready for me, or do you need a break?"

She looks stunned by my question but quickly recovers, "I don't need a break—I'm ready for you."

Her words are all the permission I need to pull her into the closet, "Let me know if you do need a break. Making out with three guys in the span of twenty-one minutes can be a lot." I kiss her forehead before working my way to her lips.

She opens her mouth to me, and I give her what she wants by thrusting my tongue into her mouth, but not for long. Right now, I'm on a mission to please her.

I pull back and kiss her lips one last time before kneeling down in front of her.

"What are you doing?" She gasps as I pull her pants and panties down. Damn, I wish the light was on so I could see how plump and wet her pussy is for me.

"Just relax and enjoy." I say against her pussy, "but you might want to be quiet. Barnett and Caspian might want to join in once they hear the sounds you're going to make when my tongue fucks your pussy—and they've already had their turn—now it's my turn."

Her body trembles at my words, and I don't waste any time waiting for her response. My tongue parts her lower lips, and the salty tang of her nectar fills my mouth. Her body bucks against my mouth as she whispers my name.

I flick my tongue against her clit as I slide a finger inside her wet heat—shit, she's so fucking tight, we're going to have to make sure to stretch her out before we fuck her. I don't even try to correct the direction of my thoughts because now that I've had a taste, I'm going to need everything Hadley is willing to give me.

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