Page 22 of The Puck Secret

“No rules,” I repeat, not really looking for an answer as I use my free hand to push down my shorts to free my cock. “Then you better open your mouth and suck, Princess.”

I’m surprised by how quick she is to follow my demands, as her mouth drops open. I’m even more surprised at how fast she leans forward and sucks me between her lips. I hiss as her mouth closes around my crown, and my fingers flex involuntarily as my length thickens against her tongue. Fuck her mouth feels like heaven, all warm, wet, and inviting, and all I want to do is plunge my cock deep down her throat.

She pulls back, letting her tongue dart out and tease my tip, as it flicks across my head in feather light licks that do nothing but enrage me. I grip her hair harder in my hands in warning, but she doesn’t stop, just keeps flicking little teasing licks across my crown, as she stares up at me with an amused, aroused grin on her face. She’s enjoying this, the thought is thrilling and taunting, and I'm about to make sure she never forgets coming here to beg me.

I use my hold on her to rip her head backwards and enjoy the pained gasp that slips from her throat as I demand, “Quit playing with me and suck my cock like a good little slut.” I shove my dick past her lips before she can even respond, and the feel of her teeth scraping against my shaft, and her tongue flattening against my underside, have my balls drawing up in response.

My thrusts are slow at first, gentle, as I savor the feeling of her warm, wet mouth around me, and fuck does it feel good, but it isn’t enough. Not after the shit night I had at the game and with my father. As if reading my mind, she pulls back and swirls her tongue around my head once more, before widening her mouth and stretching it around my length to push me to the back of her throat.

I have to bite back the groan that crawls up my own, as her eyes lock with mine and I praise her, “Fuck you look good with my cock in your mouth, Princess.” Her head bobs back and forth greedily, her eyes never leaving mine until I can’t take another second.

Slowly I roll my hips, thrusting harder into her mouth, and god do I need to fuck it. Most girls can’t handle it, but when I snap my hips a little rougher, Maddie moans around my cock in response. Damn, who knew daddy’s little princess would like it rough. I bring my other hand up to push through her hair, reaching for the back of her head to angle myself deeper. Yet before I can even get there, her hands reach up and grab onto my hips, pulling my cock further into her mouth.

I hit the back of her throat and another moan slips from her lips, and I swear I almost die and go straight to heaven, or in her case, hell. Her tongue caresses my shaft, as she pulls all the way back and swirls it around my tip, while she brings her hand up to fist my base. She works them both in tandem, touching me, tasting me, taunting me. Jerking me until I can feel myself hurtling towards my release quicker than ever before.

“Maddie,” I plead her name, and she rewards me by closing her mouth around me once more and sucking hard. Fuck this girl is going to be the death of me, which makes a nice change from me wanting to kill her.

I slump forward, pressing the palms of my hands against the back of the door, and start fucking her mouth rough and hard, exactly as I need, and she takes every single slam of my hips with ease and silently begs for more.

“Fuck yes, Princess, just like that, your throat feels fucking perfect.” Groaning, I praise her, watching as her head bobs back and forth on my cock as she swallows me deep, and when I hit the back of her throat and she tightens, I am fucking gone.

My release bursts from me with a pleasured groan, as I shoot my cum down the back of her throat, my hand moving back down to clutch her hair as she swallows me down without pause, accepting my cum greedily. Before I can even catch my breath, she pushes me away from her and rises to her feet. She looks aroused, and admittedly a little horrified, but my gaze snags on her tongue as it dips out and licks up an escaped drop of my cum from her lip.

The sight is fucking maddening, as I think about dragging her towards me and tasting my release right from her mouth, and then tossing her on my bed and putting her in every position I can fucking think of. I take a step forward, about to do just that when she darts away.

“Okay, well thanks,” she mumbles, turning to rip the door open to leave, and I snap back into action.

Thanks? She is thanking me for sucking my dick. Confusion plagues me as I reach out and grab her by the arm and pull her back into me. She gasps, her skin coming alive with goosebumps where we connect, but I keep my sole focus on her eyes as I ask, “What the hell was that?”

The usual look of disdain I am more acquainted with returns to her face, as she rips her arm from beneath my touch. “That was a fuck you,” she declares, fire burning in her stare, and I can’t help but smile.

“It certainly didn’t feel like that, Princess.” I don’t want to tell her how it felt. How fucking good her mouth was wrapped around my dick, and how the image of her on her knees for me will be burned into my brain for eternity.

As if she can read every thought running through my mind she smirks. “Who said it was for you.” She turns, whipping her hair into my face as she storms away from me, and all I can do is stare after her, with my dick wondering if she is ever coming back.

When I turn back towards my door, I find my best friend watching me with a smug smile. “Oh you do like to play with fire, Darkmore,” Archer teases with a shake of his head.

I open my mouth to tell him it’s not what it looks like, or to explain, but I come up empty on both accounts, and instead go for giving him the finger as I storm back into my room and slam the door. My heart is still racing from the high the devil’s daughter just delivered, and I scrape my hands through my hair as I try to catch my breath.

What the fuck just happened? And why do I want it to happen again?

It’s official, drunk me is a raging slut! I’ve barely slept since I ran away from the party last night, even with all the tequila I drank, because every time I closed my eyes all I could see was me telling Nova Darkmore I was going to suck his dick. Like those words actually came out of my mouth, and I said them to Nova freaking Darkmore! What the hell is wrong with me?

I mean, I am not entirely crazy. I was in search of a dick I could suck so I could feel the satisfaction of saying a silent fuck you to Bradley Thorne, but I did not expect that dick to be attached to the person who hates me most in the world. I went in search of Alexander Reign, the campus playboy, and the perfect candidate for a little secret oral payback. I would have sucked his dick, rocked his world, and then threatened that if he ever told anyone that I would kick said dick straight off his damn body, but none of that happened.

Instead I knocked on the wrong damn door, and when it opened and I found dark and broody Mr Darkmore, I didn’t back away. My drunken whore alter ego took one look at him and thought, yes this is the dick we are going to be sucking tonight. I mean, it’s not like he didn’t look good, even in my hatred I can appreciate how fucking hot he is. I just can’t appreciate what an utter asshole he is. But did slutty drunk Maddie care about that? No, she dropped to her knees like it was her fucking job and gobbled his broody dick right up.

What the hell am I going to do? I can never leave my house again, certainly never face Nova again, and fuck, if Josh finds out it will be World War Three. This is a disaster, and tequila has officially ruined my life. I roll onto my side and groan, as the thumping in my head pounds against my skull even harder as another reminder of how awful my night was, and let myself stew. My thoughts cloud together, flashes of the whole night blending as one, but one clear image sticks out everytime.

Fuck you look good with my cock in your mouth, Princess.

Those words were like molten lava in my veins, as I looked up at him, and god the way he said my name like it was his only salvation. I don’t think anyone has ever spoken to me like that before, and I didn’t realize how much I would enjoy it.

Fuck yes, Princess, just like that, your throat feels fucking perfect.

His praise, his tight hold on my hair, the look in his eyes as his stare remained locked with mine, fuck it was so erotic. I’m not ashamed to admit my thong was drenched at the feel of his cock on my tongue, and his words in my ears. That was probably the hottest thing I have ever done, but what is going to happen now?

Nova hates me, he hates my family even more, and now we share a dirty little secret. One I’m sure he will be quick to exploit, and I have no way to stop him. I could try, but all it would do is give him more ammunition to ruin me. I already begged to suck his cock, I’m not going to add to that by begging him not to tell anyone. Besides, we barely cross paths unless it’s at one of Josh’s games, so I just need to lay low, stay out of his way and pray he forgets all about me. I’m sure with the amount of girls he goes through that the name Maddie Peters isn’t even a blip on his radar. Everything will be fine.

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