Page 82 of Puck Lust

I know fucked up. I’m kind of an expert with that.

But normal? That’s a foreign concept to me.

I don’t want to spend my life waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I want someone to love me, all of me, no matter what. I want to be accepted and embraced, not because I’m a star, but because I’m me, with all of my flaws and quirks. I want to be with someone who makes me feel good all of the time, about myself and about the world. I want to share a future with someone who wants the same things I do, who wants to grow old with me.

I deserve that.

And I want to be all of that for the man I fall in love with.

I lean forward, my fingers digging into the windowsill.

I want to be that for Carter.

My heart thrums. “I need to tell him the truth,” I mutter. “I can’t live a lie any longer. And if he can’t accept it, can’t accept me because of it, then I’ll?—”

The door knob jiggles behind me and I whip around when it creaks open.

Carter walks into the room and quietly closes the door behind him.

My breath hitches at the hunger in his gaze, the stream of moonlight casting a glow over his face, the intensity in his expression making my pulse rocket.

I’ve never seen him look hotter.

He crosses the room without saying a word and crushes his lips to mine.

His hands tangle in my hair then roam down my spine, his demanding fingers digging into my flesh. I fist his t-shirt then tug it over his head so I can feel his chest pressed against me.He grabs my ass and squeezes, a moan slipping through his lips.

“I’ve been thinking about doing this all day,” he whispers before devouring me once again. His lips move from my mouth to my neck and then the sensitive area behind my ear. I let out a hiss of air when he nips the side of my throat then rubs his hand over my cock.

“That feels so good.” I thrust against him, tugging his hair as he rubs me harder. “Now take them off.”

“Yes, sir,” he murmurs, shoving my boxer briefs to the floor.

My lips lift as I do the same to his. “I can get used to that.” I then shove him onto the mattress before dipping my head over his chest. I trace each line of hard muscle with my tongue like I’m trying to memorize every cut and ridge. He shudders under me, then wraps his hand around our cocks, stroking them both as I crash my lips against his once again.

Ripples of anticipation hum throughout my insides as I drink in his desire, letting him infuse me with need. I’m completely overcome with the scary sensations I’ve never allowed myself to experience before and at this point, I know I can’t fight them anymore.

I’ve already let him in too deep and I have no shot of escaping.

He’s it for me.

One of Carter’s hands moves over my ass then skims my tight hole before pressing inside. A second finger joins the first and he works me slow at first. Goosebumps pop up along my skin even though my insides are on fire, blood burning as he works his fingers inside of me. He crooks them inside of me and I let out a sudden and low growl, my cock throbbing as his other hand jerks us harder.

“Wait,” I whisper, leaning over to grab something from mybag next to the bed. I dangle a packet of lube in front of him. “I came prepared.”

He slides his fingers out of my ass and I roll onto my back next to him. He straddles me and tears open the packet. With his eyes on my face, he slowly coats his cock, dragging his hand up and down the thick shaft. My own cock drips from just watching him.

“You want this cock?” he asks, his voice gruff. “Is it yours?”

“Fuck, yeah,” I croak out, grabbing my own dick and rubbing it as he lines himself up with my hole.

He thrusts once, hard, deep, and precum spills over the sides of my hand at the delicious intrusion. “Don’t close your eyes,” he says.” I want you to look at me. I need to see you come. I need to see what I do to you, what only I can do.”

I nod, my throat too tight to force out a response. He settles himself against me, studying me, stretching me, filling me with everything I’ve been missing but too afraid to take. He wraps his free arm around me, holding me close.

“Don’t ever let go.” I finally get the words out, my heart thrashing as my entire body lights up, tingles of passion igniting into a full-blown inferno. “Please don’t ever.”

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