Page 38 of My Pucking Crush

His wife’s bodyguard. Oh, Christ, that’s a good one. Except the wife probably didn’t think so.

I picture Luca naked. His body looks perfect in a suit. A suit he fills out to perfection. Even the dresseddown version of tight T-shirts that hug his pecs and abs make him so damn sexy.

God, that ass... It’s high, round and looks tight as hell. Would he take it up the ass? I won’t.I can’t.

I want his mouth around my dick. Feel it slide across his hot, pierced tongue while he takes me deep into his throat. He’s got a thick neck, and if he’s been blowing men for a while, he can swallow me down.

My legs shiver, every cell vibrates, and my balls tighten as I squeeze my cock with the water sluicing across the length. It’s hot and soapy, slick like a guy’s saliva.

“Yeah,” I mutter. “Luc, right there. You fucking jerk. Take my dick in your mouth.”

Angry sex... Yeah. We can take out our frustration by getting sweaty in the sheets.

Hot cum crawls up my dick, and next I’m shooting ropes of it on the shower wall. It’s the best climax I’ve had in a while, and it shatters me.

Breathing heavily, I turn off the water, which has gone cold, and push the curtain away.

Luca is standing there holding a toothbrush watching me, his face pale.

TWENTY

Luca

“Luc, right there,” Max groans. “You fucking jerk. Take my dick in your mouth.”

I freeze, squeezing my toothbrush so tight it nearly snaps in half.

Did I hear right? My brain must be playing games with me. The steam and the sound of the hot spray of water are bouncing off the tiles, teasing me with impossible promises.

This must be a dream. Maxisinto guys? And wantsme?

The curtain opens, and I turn around. Max stands there naked and wet, glistening droplets kissing his tanned skin.

Fuck me, the sight of him steals my breath. Every inch of him is built, but with soft curves of muscles. Oh my God. His dick. Long. Thick. Veiny. Brutal.

That would hurt... But my own cock thickens at the sight of him, as well the idea of what he can do to me with that cock. Right here I realize lusting after a hockey player, who’s clearly an alpha male, means subconsciously I’m willing to switch for him. Let him own me.

“Oh shit,” Max says, breathing heavily. “I didn’t... Did you...”

“Hear you call my name when you came?”

“Shit. It was...”

I wait for him to say it was a mistake.

“No big deal.” I turn away to tease him, play it cool. “You’re not the first man to fantasize about me.”

“Your wife’s bodyguard did, I bet.” Max grabs atowel and knots it around his waist. “I needed to come. And you... That story about you going down on that bodyguard was a good image.”

Really?Thatwas the visual that got him off. Me blowing Nero of all people.

I rinse out my mouth and face Max. “Has a guy ever sucked your dick?”

“Yeah,” he says, breathless.

The earth’s axis shifts with his admission. I’mnotjust a curious fantasy. “Did you like it?”

“I came down his throat.”

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