Page 16 of Puck My Heart

Her eyes got real round as I knelt between her legs, widening her stance with my shoulders, and molded my mouth to her pussy. Her cum mixed with mine tasted sweet and salty on my tongue as I dove my tongue into her hole. Toned thighs quivered either side of my head as she bore down on me, her fingers rubbing that clit just like I asked.

“Good girl,” I murmured into her flesh, knowing she wouldn’t hear me over the water, but that she’d feel it.

Her legs trembled harder. I tucked one hand around her thigh, and pressed the other to her stomach, pinning her to the wall when she would have slid down it, or folded forward. Her fingers worked faster, matching her breaths. She clenched on my tongue as I licked her, a fresh slick coating my tastebuds. Fluttering eyes stared into mine but neither of us stopped, as addicted to each other already as the other. I moaned into her flesh, sucking and licking her swollen skin until she cried above me. Then I pushed up, latched my mouth onto her clit, and sucked.

Hard.

Anya screamed.

I pushed two fingers deep inside her, pumping fast as I pushed up. Her cream coated the insides of her legs in a stunning display that left my cock throbbing. Spreading her thighs wide with my knees, I pulled my fingers out, coated my aching cock with her fresh gush and filled her in an easy thrust.

Anya whimpered against my chest as I hammered her into the wall, her wrists pinned in one hand above her head, thighs sting over my hips. I pulled her body taut like a doll’s and kissed her hard, lashing my tongue across hers until I tasted her moan, leaving her sweetness glossing her lips.

“Please, I want to—” she started, breaking off on a ruined breath.

I squeezed her wrists in my fingers, leaving my thumb resting on her erratic pulse point because I needed to feel her desperation like hers ran in my veins.

“Am I hurting you?” I demanded, unwilling to stop otherwise. Fuck, I could feel her pulsing around me. She was so damn close?—

“I want to suck you,” she blurted out, staring at me with wild eyes.

I yanked my hand from her wrists, letting her slide down the wall in a controlled drop as I stepped back, my chest heaving. “Then suck,” I groused, sinking my hands into her hair and pulling her head forward.

The softest expression settled over her face as she knelt before me, opened her lips and took me in. No matter how rough I was with her, this seemed to be what she wanted. Breath stalled in my lungs at the peace she took from my chaos, from the brutality building within me. Fuck me, the ex was an idiot. All my girl wanted was to give pleasure, and both of us nearly threw that away.

“That’s it,” I murmured, massaging her scalp and pulling her closer as she sank her hot little mouth over my straining length. “You can take all of me.”

Anya hummed her agreement low in her throat as she twirled her tongue around my cock head. I swallowed a low moan, jacking my hips forward. Her hands curled around my thighs, pulling me closer, and the next moan slipped out.

“You like it deep?” I stroked wayward curls back from her face where the wet strands fell into her eyes.

She looked up at me through her lashes, her mouth full of cock as she deep throated me and nodded. Then she swallowed.

My chest constricted at the sight of her bratting out even when she submitted. I could set up a damn fine spanking session just for this occasion, but later. I was too far gone watching the girl I fell for years ago fulfil my fantasies without so much as asking me what I wanted.

Perfection.

“Hand between your legs,” I instructed her. “Don’t come until I fill your throat with my seed.”

She moaned, arching for me, and I nearly unloaded in her throat on the spot. Anya sucked my cock and played with me, taking her time to toy with herself and work us both up. I panted hard above her, my hand tight on the back of her head, though I didn’t force the act. Fuck, this was better than any fantasy I’d ever created of her, pumping my cock in my fist at the thought of her pretty lips wrapped around me. I ached to fuck her mouth, but that little event could wait for next time.

Right now she didn’t need my help in getting me off. Her cheeks hollowed when she sucked harder as her fingers disappeared between her legs. Thick lashes fluttered, jeweled droplets shattered against her skin. Her tongue flicked over my head as she moaned, coming the slightest hint too early?—

And it was enough.

I coated her tongue with my cum, filling her mouth as I gripped her hair and pushed my cock deep. She swallowed hard, her throat constricting in tight ripples as I moaned above her, holding her in place. Her body jerked as she choked on my cock, coming undone as I instructed.

“Fuck, you’re perfect.” I let her go and she curled around my ankles, all kissing along my calves as she gazed up at me.Fucking perfection.

Golden ringlets made patterns around her shoulders as I bent down and cradled her to me, washing her slowly as my own legs shook, but what I felt wasn’t important. The girl tremblingin my arms was all that mattered. I kissed her temple, soaping her body gently. When I’d washed her to my satisfaction I turned the water off and grabbed a pair of bath sheets from the cupboard. I wrapped the first around her, toweled myself off quickly and patted her dry. She stumbled against me as I dressed, one arm wrapped around her to hold us both steady.

“I’ll get you some clothes,” I murmured, throwing my jeans and shirt on, rubbing the towel over my hair. “Stay here where it's warm, okay?”

“I can get dressed on my own,” she argued, all sass and independence and cuteness.

I shook my head despite the smile that grew over my face, following her out of the bathroom. And stopped. Solace stood in the adjoining bedroom doorway, my goalie’s arms folded as he stared straight at me.

“The hell is going on, Hux?”

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