Page 6 of Triple Puck Valentines

Watching my dick disappear into her mouth hurts so perfect.

She ups her game to make me come down her throat. My teeth are gritted trying to hold my orgasm back. She gags when I hit the back of her throat again, my thrusts faster and harder. She moves with me, a dance of sex, lust and love.

I can’t hold back much longer, and I want this to last. Last forever. This feeling.

Kat trails her fingers over my chest to my abdomen. The little hairs on my chest and trail to my pelvis, raise at her touch. Every thought flies out my head. Makes my dick even more painful. She sets my blood on fire with a searing heat.

“Baby stop.” I strangle the words out as if they’re being spoken over marbles. “Or I’ll come in your mouth.”

She gazes down at me, a half smile curves her lips. Her blue eyes are stuck to mine, moves her head back down, takes me in her mouth again. With unhurried motions Kat sticks her tongue out to lick against the tip of my cock head. She’s killing me here, with want, with need.

The pain in my balls is unrelenting and I can’t hold back anymore and release into her eager warmth. As I release, she takes me deep, swallowing every drop.

I throw my head back on the pillow, she licks me clean, my body shivers from the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. “Wow babe. That was. That was amazing.”

“Aim to please.” She sasses, her eyelids batt at me, her face smooth, full of innocence.

I lean up, press my lips to hers. Her soft and supple. The kiss tender. Look at me. Next I’ll be writing sonnets.

Reaching out I slap her ass, her skin soft against my palm, flipping her over so I’m on top, “come on now. Let’s get ready. I’m surprised my brother isn’t here banging on the door.”

“It’s barely dawn.”

“Ranchers have to get up before dawn. Take care of all those cattle and other shit.” I rub where slapped, leaning over to kiss the back of her neck, where her red hair parts. Goosebumps and tiny hairs raise at the touch of my lips.

God, I love this girl so much. With all my heart and soul. My life. My everything. The woman of my dreams.

“So, let’s get ready then. Get your lazy ass up.” She slaps my abs, the slight pain jolts the energy of our workout up again. We don’t have time. Damn it. I could stay in bed with my Kat all day.

She pushes and I let her shove me off onto my back. She giggles, tossing her hair back, she places her hands on my chest to lift off me. Kat shimmies to the side of the bed, sliding to her feet. She leans over and gives me a peck on the lips, and heads to the bathroom. I can’t take my eyes off the wiggle on that ass. I know she’s putting extra swing to those hips to give me a show. That’s fine. I’m loving the show.

I thump the back of my head on the pillow when she closes the door behind her. That woman might kill me one day. All I can see is the image of her swell of her stomach, her thick hips and thighs. Everything we ever wanted in a woman. I should call my brothers. Not the one of blood. Yes I need to call him soon, but I mean the two others that make up our triple threat.

The phone rings after I hit the contact for Abel.

“Hey asshole. Took you long enough to call. What’s happening?”

“We just woke up. Kat is in the bathroom. Figured I’d give you a call.” I slid down on the bed staring at the ceiling. Willing my dick to go back down. Talking to Abel should take my mind off Kat’s sexy show.

“You taking care of our girl?” Heavy metal rock music blares in the background. I don’t understand that discordance of noise. For me country music. Garth Brooks, Luke Bryan and Brothers Osborne. But to each his own.

“Abel. Can you hear me through all that racket?”

Muffled shouts, “Jesse. Turn that down. I’m talking to Hutch.”

The clamor disappears, “hey Hutch. You taking care of our girl?”

“I already asked him that dumb ass.”

A slap echoes through the speaker. I smile at their antics. Abel smacking the back of Jesse’s head. I miss that already and it hasn’t even been twenty-four hours yet.

The sound of the shower shutting off interrupts our conversation. She had a short one today. “Guys. Kat’s getting out of the shower. You want to talk to her?”

“Of course. Are you stupid? But first you need to remember you only have two weeks there. We’ve got three days off between games. We’ll be there in two. I’ll email you the specs. It’ll be a late night flight.” Paper flutters through the speaker.

“Send it to me.” The door to the bathroom opens and the sight of Kat wearing only a bath towel jumps my dick back up, along with my jaw dropping to the floor. I feel like a cartoon character about ready to wipe drool and my jaw from the floor.

“Your turn baby.” She turns away, drops the towel. She knows what she’s doing. Little minx. So many curves. So tempting. She’d tempt the devil.

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