Page 60 of Wilder Puck
I grab his head. “Because I don’t want you doing that to anyone else.”
He nips at my neck and whispers, “I never have, and I never will.” My body reacts to his answer. I’m much more turnedon at that thought. He kisses me down to my nipples, sucking and tugging. Holy hell.
“Okay,” I groan with my lips on his shoulder.
He pulls his head back. “I won’t ever get over this.”
“What?” I whisper, grazing his back with my fingertips.
His smile is wide. “Your hands on me. Your lips on mine.” He kisses me. “You’re attracted to me.” He laughs. “I spent a lot of our relationship thinking this would never happen.”
I run my fingers through his hair and kiss him. “Me too.” I jump off the counter, excitement bubbling in my lower abdomen. I take off my clothes just as he rushes to get his off. Now we’re standing naked in front of each other. It’s cold in here but I shiver from the view. He wants to claim that he never thought this would happen, but he’s not the only one. I’ve been dreaming of this moment for a long time. And my oh my, what’s standing in front of me does not disappoint.
“Come here,” he says, grabbing my waist and sitting my ass back on the counter. It’s cold, so I squeal and hug him tighter. “Everything okay?”
“It’s cold,” I laugh.
He brushes my hair out of my face and kisses me hungrily. It’s past midnight and the exhaustion I feel only increases the pleasure of his hands all over my body. I’m arching my back and moaning when his fingers slip inside me.
“Fuck, Baddie. You feel so good clenching around my finger.”
I clench purposely and he moans into my mouth.
“I’m a dead man,” he confesses. I don’t know what he means by that, but I’ve had enough of this foreplay. I need him inside of meimmediately.
I hug him and whisper in his ear, “Do you want to replace your finger with–” He takes his finger out, nodding. He’s not wasting one moment. “Should I turn around?”
His mouth caresses mine as he hugs me back. “I love to kiss you.”
I chuckle in his face. “Okay, vanilla man. This is the issue with that.”
He stares at my mouth. “Get back here.” He kisses me, and I melt into him. I mean… trust me… I understand completely. His lips are addicting. I don’t want this to stop either.
He steps back, forcing himself to pull away from me. “Okay. Do the honors.”
“The honor?”
“Yeah, bend over for me, baby.”
Shit. The new word in his vocabulary has my vagina walls screaming for his insertion.Baby?Baby!?Me? I’m his baby now?I smile at him, and then I try to hide it because I probably look like some starstruck girl who is way too flattered. I jump my ass off the counter and lay my stomach on it. I turn back to look at him. Seeing his hard dick pointing at me has me reaching a new level of satisfaction. Oh, yeah. I am so ready for this.
He rubs my vagina with his dick and kisses my shoulder.
“I can come at the sight of you,” he whispers, and I push my ass against him.
“You better not. Not yet.”
“Are you ready for the hottest two seconds of your life?” he jokes.
I laugh. “It better not be two seconds.”
“Looks like we’re going to need to build my tolerance then.”
He leans back and aims. He’s rubbing his dick against me as I moan, wiggling against him. He grips my ass with his other hand.
“Ready?” he asks.
I nod.
