Page 23 of Not Your Pucking Girl

She begins to move faster as my dick throbs in her mouth. She slides up and down, sucking harder and harder all while squeezing my balls. I knot my hand into her hair as she adjusts herself to take me deeper, making me groan with need.

Dani keeps up her torturous rhythm until I can’t take any more. “Baby, I’m going to come in your mouth if you don’t stop,” I warn her, giving her the chance to pull away. She responds by humming and taking me deeper, and I fucking come harder than ever before.

She swallows me down, sucking me dry while moaning for me at the same time, and when she’s done, she comes down on my body and raises her head to look at me with a proud smirk. “That was amazing,” I tell her as I run my hand down her back and grab a handful of ass.

“Yeah . . . I guess it wasn’t bad,” she teases.

I raise my hand and bring it down on her firm ass, giving it a good spank and almost coming again when a needy groan slips from her lips.

Dani begins grinding down on me again, moaning softly. “Already?” I ask with an intrigued grin.

She leans down and kisses me gently. “No,” she says regrettably, letting out a heavy sigh. “I’ve got a lot of work to do with the calendar. I better go.”

“Fuck the calendar.”

“No can do, Captain,” she says with a wicked glint in her eye, getting me hard all over again.

“Go out with me?” I ask.

“We’ve been over this.”

I smirk and rub my hand over her perfect ass, this time giving it a damn good squeeze. I roll her under me and hover over her. “I know, but one day you’re going to say yes.”

She smiles up at me. “Let’s just hope you’re still interested when that time comes.”

“Don’t doubt it for one second,” I tell her, running my hand down her body. She shivers, and I watch in amazement as her nipples harden under my touch, and I can’t help but bring my lips down on them, giving them the relief they so desperately desire.

Igethomeandpush through the door to find Tank sprawled out on my couch, eating my food, drinking my beer, and watching my damn TV. “What the fuck, dude?” I grunt, dropping my shit onto the door.

He glances over his shoulder, gives me a nod, and turns back to the TV while he shovels a handful of potato chips into his mouth. “Where ya been?” he smirks as I flop down onto the opposite couch.

“Gym.”

He scoffs as he downs another handful of chips, knowing exactly where I’ve been. He left me at the rink, half-naked with Dani. “Funny. I was just at the gym. Didn’t see you there,” he tells me, flicking through the sports channels, switching between two different games.

“You know you shouldn’t be eating that shit,” I tell him, indicating the packet of potato chips sitting beside him.

Tank ignores my comments and goes straight for the dig. “You like this chick more than you’re letting on.” He says it like it is a hard, well-known fact while turning in his seat to face me front on.

Great. The big bastard wants to talk.

I sit in silence for a second, going over my time with Dani, and I realize that this is definitely more than just trying to get in her pants. I want to get to know her, be with her, and wake up with her warm body curled around mine. Hell, I even want to be the guy she comes running to when her day has gone to shit and be the sorry dickhead who gets sent to the store when she runs out of tampons.

Fuck me.

“Yeah, man,” I admit, looking him in the eye. “I do.”

He nods his head and gives me a smile that clearly saysI told you so. “What are you waiting for then? Ask her out.”

“I fucking have,” I groan, throwing my hands up in frustration. “Twice already. She keeps shooting me down.”

Tank lets out a booming laugh. “Shit, I never thought I’d see the day the great Miller Cain gets rejected.”

“Shut up,” I tell him, reaching for the potato chips. “It’s not like that.”

“What’s it like then?”

“I don’t know, man. It’s obvious she’s into me, but she was burned by her ex and isn’t ready to start anything,” I explain. “And she’s pretty damn certain that I’m going to break her heart.”

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