Page 25 of One Last Puck

“Jax!” she moaned, trying to slide out of my grasp, but I held her there, sinking my mouth into her neck.

“Tell me you don’t want this to be more than one night.”

I hiked her leg up against the door. I needed access to her pussy so I could make her hear what I was saying.

“I don’t…” Her words trailed off as my fingers parted her soaking wet pussy lips and strummed her clit. “Ooh!” she cried. “Ooh, shit!”

“Don’t lie, Faye Baby.”

I popped her titty out the top of her gown and sucked her nipple into my mouth, continuing to stroke her with my fingers. I loved how her body responded to me. It already knew what the fuck was going on. It knew she was mine. I just had to get her head on the same page.

“We can take this shit one day at a time, but that one-night stand shit is dead.”

I slipped two of my fingers inside her, massaging her insides, being sure to flick her G-spot.

“I… I… ooh…” she moaned, and I kept tapping her G-spot. I could feel her pussy walls tightening around my fingers.

“Tell me you want more than just one night.” I quickened my pace as I sucked her titty into my mouth again. Her body shivered in my arms. “There you go. Come undone for me.”

“Oh my… I’m cumming!” she screamed, and I placed my hand over her mouth to muffle her screams as she exploded on my fingers.

I stayed there a minute, staring into her eyes.

“Tell me we can have more than one night.”

“Don’t try to stake your claim on me, Jax. I don’t do relationships or commitments.”

She pushed me off her softly. Her words hit me harder than I expected.

“Faye…” I started but didn’t know where to take it.

Shit, I’d never liked a girl and she turned me down. I took a step back in confusion.

“Thank you for being a wonderful escort tonight. I’ll have my people reach out about the interview,” she said, pulling down her dress and fixing herself before turning and walking out of the dressing room.

The fuck just happened?

Conflicted.That was the word of the day. I sat alone in a corner at the EPIC Awards after party, staring at the picture of Avery and me on our last date. It was the last time I’d had feelings for a man. Well, before today. Before that category five earthquake that was Jaxton Saint came to shake shit up.

“What is a pretty girl doing sitting over here all alone?” a deep baritone asked.

I looked up from my phone to see who thought it was a good idea to bother me. I swiped out of the picture of me and Avery and zeroed in on the tall, handsome man in front of me.

“Liam Payne.” I forced a smile.You’re still here to work.

“How was your first show?”

“Amazing. Literally a dream come true.”

“What about the after party?” he asked, looking around. “You don’t look like you’re enjoying it?”

“Umm. Honestly, I expected it to be a little more… lively I guess.”

I looked around at the empty ballroom. Mostly everyone was sitting around on their phones or doing some type of interview. It was a completely different atmosphere from yesterday’s party.

“I’ll let you in on a little secret: these things usually drag. Everybody’s tried.” We laughed. “Mind if I keep you company? You got the best seat in the house.”

He flashed me a smile, and I hesitated. There were all these open seats, and he wanted to have a seat right next to me.

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