Page 61 of Puck Lust

I shudder, working his dick, my own cock throbbing in the confines of his ass. Tingles erupt in my groin, igniting flames that burst into every cell. The orgasm rumbles and growls, tearing through my insides.

Jack’s cock jerks, cum spilling over the sides of my hand when I let out a sharp yell, filling him with everything I have to give.

I almost immediately collapse against him, a deep, shuddering breath quaking my chest. I lay my forehead against his shoulder, grazing his skin with my lips.

“You’re incredible,” I mumble, post-coital bliss taking control of my mouth before I can swallow down the words.

I move my hand to the area over his heart, pressing against it, the thump of his heartbeat as out of control as mine.

“I’m not,” he finally says in a tight voice that chills my skin. “And once you realize that, you’ll be better off.”

TWENTY-ONE

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“No.”Carter blocks me with his massive body, his hand on my chest. “You don’t get to shut me out again. Not after what just happened between us.”

My body hums under the pads of his fingers, tiny sparks of electricity shocking my flushed skin.

His hand slides up to the back of my neck, his lips practically grazing mine. “You destroyed me when you left that night at the hotel. I did something I’ve never done before, something I never even thought to do with another guy. Scared of what I felt, what it meant. And you fucking kicked the shit out of me when you walked away. For the second time.”

With a hitched breath, I twist my head away from his.

“You’re the one who could destroyme,” I mutter. “If I let you get too close. Because you don’t just wake up one day and decide to be gay, Carter. Okay? You might be curious, sure, but to all of a sudden decide you’re gonna give up pussy because you’re confused? That shit doesn’t end well. Ever.”

I sneak a glance at him out of the corner of my eye. His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat. “You know I’m right.” I swallow hard. “And if it came to that…”

“It wouldn’t,” he says, cupping my chin and turning my head so I’m forced to look at him.

“It might.” I stare at him for a long minute. “I don’t need you to save me, remember?”

“Maybe I need you to save me,” he says, running a hand through my hair. “I know I didn’t handle things well back at hockey camp. I was confused and panicked, everything you said I was. And I never got a chance to tell you I was sorry before you left. But there’s always been something between us. I tried to deny it but it turns out I was just lying to myself. I know you’ve felt it, too.”

I did.I do.But dammit, how can I trust that it won’t blow up in my face again?

How can I believe that he won’t hurt me when everyone in my life already has?

I haven’t been able to trust anyone because I always feel that if they don’t want something from me, they…

I grit my teeth.

They’ll want to end me.

And no matter what Carter thinks he wants, when push comes to shove and things go sideways, because coming out always has repercussions, what will he do? How will he react? He saw the fucking mob scene that attacked me in Ohio. How would he handle that shit? How would his family feel? His former hockey legend of a father?

With a tight chest, my mind stumbles back into my toxic past.

I know all too well how badly family members can react to that kind of announcement.

And Carter…I don’t think he’d be able to deal. Not matter what he thinks he wants.

“What I felt doesn’t matter.Thisdoesn’t matter.”

“You’re a fucking liar. Don’t you dare try to play this off likeit means nothing.” His voice rumbles low and deep against my ear and he palms my cock again.

It’s amazing that my dick hardens almost immediately for him when I just came a few minutes ago.

Twice.

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