Page 24 of Suck My Puck

A knot forms in my stomach. I should have stepped away from her the second she fell against me. What the hell was I thinking?

My dick twitches in my pants. I wasn’t thinking, not with my brain, at least.

“I-I’m sorry…”

She holds up a hand, cutting me off. The focus returns to her eyes. She grabs my hand and pulls me behind her as she walks through the crowded bar toward the restrooms. She stops at the end of the hallway, just outside of the men’s room.

I huff out a breath. “I didn’t mean to?—”

She pushes me against the wall, grabs my face, and kisses me. Hard.

Chapter 9

Bella

My stomach flips and my heart pounds as I tease Braden’s lips open with my tongue.

He gently laps my tongue with his. My skin tingles, and my knees go weak.

This is insanity. Utter insanity.

If someone had told me ten minutes ago that I’d be making out with my hockey player neighbor, I would have laughed in their face.

But that was before we kissed.

That accidental kiss from just a few seconds ago made my brain go completely offline.

The way he held my waist as he pressed his mouth against mine, his tongue soft and teasing…

Feeling his hands on my body and tasting his mouth ignited something inside of me.

It took me a few seconds to figure out what it was, but I know now.

Desire.

I don’t like Braden. We piss each other off. But maybe that’s why kissing him feels like literal fireworks.That heat between us when we’re arguing turns into something wicked and wild when our mouths touch…

I run my hands through his thick blond hair and moan into his mouth, pushing him harder against the wall. He grips me tight around the waist. I whimper.

A second later, he moves his hand to my chin and gently tilts my face up, deepening our kiss.

He swoops his tongue into my mouth, kissing me harder. My pussy aches.

It’s been months since I’ve kissed a guy, not since Matt and I broke up. I haven’t wanted to.

But right now, kissing Braden is all I want to do.

He grips my hips and pulls me harder against his body as we sink into a rhythm.

That ache between my legs turns into a full-on throb. My skin is hot, and I’m breathing faster.

Just then, I hear a shriek of laughter behind me. I step back, breaking our kiss right as a group of women stumble by us and head to the bathroom.

I glance up at Braden. His chest heaves with the breath he takes, and his fair skin flushes bright red. His blue eyes are blown out as he looks at me, almost like he’s waiting for me to say something.

“Um…that was…” My brain struggles to find the right word to describe what I’m feeling in this wild and unexpected moment.

“Fucking hot?” he says.

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