Page 9 of Puck Right Off

“I’m sorry, it’s just…” Wiping the tears from his face, he squares his shoulders, trying to compose himself. “The first time you get any action in what—over a year, and your new roommate walks in and witnesses you getting your dick sucked and fucked.” His shoulders shake, but he manages not to howl with laughter like when I first told him. “Damn, that’s awesome.”

“You and I have very different definitions of awesome.” Although my voice drips with sarcasm, Alex completely ignores it.

“Did she run out of the house screaming or ask to join in?”

“Alex.” Picking up the dumbbells from the floor, I debate hurling one at him. “She didn’t ask tojoin.”

“Did she scream and run upstairs?” He raises a brow, leaning forward, intensely assessing me.

Blowing out a breath, I dare to lift my eyes to his, knowing what’s coming. “She stood there and watched.”

Alex gapes at me like a fish before he says, “Get the fuck outta here. Stop pulling my dick and tell me what she did?”

“I’m not kidding. She stood there, watching, until her bag slipped to the floor.”

“Did she film it?” Wide sapphire eyes stare into mine, shimmering with curiosity and an envious look.

“No, asshole, she didn’t film it.” I roll my eyes. “Why do I tell you anything?”

“Because I’m your best friend. Actually, I’m pretty much your only friend.” He winks as I scowl at him.

“Can we focus on the point? It was awkward as hell, and I made the worst impression in history on this girl.”

“No,wecan’t. Maybeyoucan, but I’m still imagining this chick watching you get a blow job before a puck slut jumped on your dick.”

“Jesus Christ.” I blow out an exasperated breath, running my hand through my hair. “This girl is my roommate.”

He smirks. “You lucky sonofabitch. Did you ask her if she wanted to suck and?—”

“No. Hell, no.” I rub my forehead, a tension headache brewing. Heaving in a deep breath, I slowly exhale. “The point is, I made a terrible first impression on Josh’s stepsister. She thinks I’m a puck boy.”

Alex snorts, laughter spilling from him again. “She doesn’t know you at all, does she?” He reaches down and grabs the weights from the floor. “Did you tell her you were a born-again virgin?”

“For fucks sake. Don’t you ever stop?”

He levels me with a look. “Are you seriously asking me that? How long have we known each other?”

“Too fucking long,” I joke. “Get serious. What am I gonna do?”

The smile dies off Alex’s face, his expression contemplative. With a straight face, he shrugs. “Ask her to sit on your face and then see if she’ll blow?—”

“Hell no.” My dick grows hard as the visual floats through my head before I shove it away. “You know Josh said she’s off limits.”

“Ahh, so Josh is the only thing standing in the way of you asking her to ride your face. Is she hot? Maybe?—”

I glower at him, and he shuts up, barely repressing his laughter.

“Don’t fucking finish that statement! Yes, she’s hot, but if you go anywhere near her, I’ll rip your goddamn balls off.”

“Ohhhh, you really like her. She must be gorgeous.”

“Alex,” I warn, the threat clear in my eyes. “Stop while?—”

He holds up his hand. “You’re proving my point more and more. You like this woman, and that’s why you’re so worried about the first impression you made.”

A knot forms inside my chest. “No, I don’t.” Even to my own ears, my tone is unconvincing.

“Uh-huh. That’s why you’ve spent the past hour barely working out, worried about the impression you made on your new ‘roommate,’ who happens to be hot and forbidden. What a combination. Why can’t I get that lucky?”

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