Page 37 of Puck You Not

“Because you’re bossy?”she breathed, but she didn’t make it sound like a bad thing.

“No, brat.Because I command the ice.If I choose, I command whatever space I’m in.I’m going to command this pussy and be the captain of it.”

“You think?”

“I know,” I asserted, parting her plump mound and covering her inner folds with my mouth.I took a leisurely sweep through her creamy arousal before getting down to the business of making her fall apart.

“Oh,” she breathed, her head dropping back.The position added a delicious arch to her back, and I wanted to explore devouring her breasts while she was like that.Later.Now…I zeroed in on her clit and suckled on it like I had her sweet nipples.Avalon’s legs trembled and squeezed around my shoulders, and I took a moment to push them wide roughly before my hands returned to her apex.

“Keep them wide and be a good girl for me.”

“By conventional definition, being a so-called good girl would mean I have them shut,” she teased in a breathy chuckle, but she kept her supple thighs parted for me.

“Not in this bed,” I countered.

“Fine, I’ll take one for the team, Captain.”

“You’ll take one from only the captain.”

“Yes, Captain,” she hissed.The words turned to a cry when I nipped at her swollen clit.I traced her slit with my thumbs before pressing one of them against her slick opening.Slowly, I pushed it inside, my cock throbbing at the squeeze of her walls around the digit.She’d be tight as fuck around me.I pumped my thumb in and out of her while continued to torment her sensitive nub.

When she started to shake, I pushed in my other thumb, thrusting the two together, rubbing over and squeezing against her G-spot, pulling her walls wider when they seized in ripples of reaction that matched the way her body shook, quiet, choked gasps falling from her lips.

Fuck me, she was gorgeous.A masterpiece.And all mine.

Rising over her while she trembled, I grabbed a condom from the side table and rolled it on as quickly as I could.My dick pressed to her opening, and she wrapped her legs around me.

“You really are a captain,” she whispered.

“Captain of you, baby girl,” I growled.

She bit her lip, nodding.

“Ready?”

“I’ve been so wet and ready since you slung me over your shoulder earlier.”

Smirking, I pushed forward.The smile slipped away when my tip was less than an inch inside the tight clench of her pussy.

“Fuck,” I breathed.“God, you feel so…fucking good.I’m gonna have to live here.You know that?We’re never leaving this bed.”

“I have my job at the library tomorrow,” she panted.“And you know Nash will come looking for me if I don’t check in.”

“If you can say another man’s name while I’m inside you, I’ve failed.”

She giggled, and I loved that we could be like this.“He’s gay.No worries.”She shifted, trying to take more of me.“This doesn’t feel like failure.Unless you don’t start moving.I need you.All of you.”

I couldn’t disagree with that.

Leaning in, I kissed her as I pumped my hips forward—not to mute her cry but because I needed it filling my chest when I drove in to the hilt, powering my way through her tight as fuck walls that squeezed tight around me and felt like home.

Words and thoughts fell away as we got lost in the sensations.My hand behind her neck, my forehead to hers as we stared into each other’s eyes, our breaths mingling.I pounded into her.Claiming, taking, giving.And when she came, I followed right along with her, falling into a rightness, a bliss, I had never experienced even once before that very moment.

Fourteen

Avalon

A muzzy blanket surrounded me as I drifted halfway between sleeping and waking, safe in Parrish’s arms.His stamina on the ice transferred to his endurance in bed.I’d lost count of how many times I’d come as we’d had sex.Around two, we’d taken a break to eat, Parrish raiding the kitchen and bringing back sandwiches, fruit and water.Then we’d gone at it again, as if a switch had been flipped and we couldn’t switch it back.Or didn’t want to.We’d both been alone for so long, and what we found was a gift I’d never expected.

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