Page 9 of First Puck

I swear Alex was reaching for my lips. Even bent over like he was going to blow if I stroked him again, I was about eighty percent sure that if I leaned down and kissed him, he’d moan for me even harder.

And for some fucking reason, that freaked me out more than getting his cock down my throat.

His brow creased, worry filling his face. “It’s not going to change stuff, is it?” he asked. “We’ll still be friends, right?” His chin dipped, and I could barely hear him.

His gaze flicked back, looking up at me through his thick, dreamy eyelashes that all the girls went nuts for. And I really didn’t get it until now. But holy shit, just thinking about him looking up at me like that from between my thighs had me bending my hips soIdidn’t push my cock inhisface.

Because he was cute.

Alex was so fucking cute.

How the hell didn’t I notice it before?

“What? Come on. Don’t be dumb,” I said. “Of course we’ll still be friends. I mean, it’s kinda too late to stop now, isn’t it?” I puffed my chest out. “Anyway, I just thought you might want to get ahead.” I grinned at him. “Y’know. Get a head?” I wiggled my eyebrows and laughed as he forced back his smile.

“Ugh, shut up,” he said through gritted teeth, rolling his eyes as I snorted. He could never admit I was fucking hilarious, even in this situation.

And thank fuck I broke the tension because that was amping up to meltdown levels, and he hadn’t even got his cock out.

But I wanted it. I wanted to see his cock. I wanted to see him collapse under me and go mad just because it was me.

It was probably happening too fast. It was like I’d suddenly awoken the horny gene in him or something. And I was getting wrapped up in it, too. And we needed to dial it back.

So, obviously, the best thing to do was drop forward to press my cheek against his.

“But, really, I’m only going to suck you a little bit,” I murmured, my voice low. “Can I?” My tongue swept the shell of his ear, and a thrill ran through me as he shuddered under me. “It’ll be really good, I promise.”

Another moan escaped him as he jerked his hips, thrusting into my hand. I knew then that my only goals in life were to get into the NHL and make sure Alex got his first blow job.

I took his earlobe between my teeth, tugging on him gently, nearly dying at how amazing he felt writhing under me.

It was wild. Every single move I made brought a new cry, and all I was doing was touching his cock. How the fuck was he even going to handle it if I sucked him?

I got comfortable, lowering myself so I was in line with his face, and his gaze fled straight to my cock. I was pretty satisfied with how his bottom lip fell straight open as he saw how hard I was for him. My tent was big enough for a weekend in the mountains.

I couldn’t believe Suzy had him all to herself and she never once went down on him.

Alex needed someone to take care of him. He was a lover, but not in the same way as me. I loved with my dick, but Alex was better than that.

Even just a small suck on his earlobe made his breath catch at the back of his throat. It was all so innocent.

“Are you sure it’ll be fine?” he asked, pulling back so we could look at each other properly.

“Yeah, don’t worry about it, okay? It’s just so you can say you’ve done it.” I shrugged. “Just don’t tell anyone it was me, right? Everyone will assume it was Suzy.”

I kind of couldn’t believe I was actually trying to convince my best friend to let me suck him off.

“O-okay,” he replied, his shoulders hunched.

I didn’t think he could go any redder, but his cheeks were absolutely flaming.

“Okay. Yeah? You good?” I asked.

He gave a tiny nod that had me two seconds away from kissing him.

And a proper kiss, not just some peck on the lips. I wanted his tongue sliding across mine. I wanted to make him moan hard enough that it vibrated in my skull.

I would have gone for it, too, if his cock hadn’t twitched so much it basically leaped into my hand, begging for attention.

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