Page 51 of One Pucking Life

As I pad toward the stairs, I hear Delaney murmur something that sounds suspiciously like, “Worth it.”

And damn if that doesn’t make me smile all the way to the nursery.

We had a short practice today. Coach must’ve been feeling generous for the holiday. I’m grateful because I loved having an easy day with Caroline. The next week consists of a grueling schedule—all road games. Playing in other arenas has neverbeen my favorite; a home crowd is always the best. But I used to enjoy traveling and visiting new locations.

Now, I just want to be home. Every time I come back after being away for a couple of days, Caroline has visibly grown. Having missed the first four months of her life, I hate missing even a second more.

I took bedtime duties again tonight. She loves the whole routine—from bath to book to bottle and then sleep. It’s one of my favorite parts of the day. I think back to my first couple of weeks with her and how I didn’t know if I’d survive. Now, with Delaney’s help, we’ve built an incredible rhythm that keeps us all happy. I’m so grateful for her and everything she’s done for us.

Besides waking up naked beside Delaney, the rest of the day has been surprisingly ordinary. No awkwardness and no discussion of last night. But that’s going to change because as soon as I step out of this nursery, I’m initiating that conversation.

I take a final look at my sleeping girl, then quietly pull the door closed behind me.

I barely make it a few feet down the hallway when Delaney appears, placing a hand on my chest and pushing me against the wall. Her energy is nothing like it’s been all day.

“Uh…” I start to ask what she’s doing, but the words die in my throat when she drops to her knees and tugs my sweats down to my ankles.

Within seconds, her hand wraps around the base of my dick, and then her lips are on me—soft, wet, divine.

“Holy fuck, Laney,” I groan, eyes falling closed as I lean my head back against the wall.

Her lips and tongue work me with expert precision. My toes curl as the pressure builds, that familiar heat coiling tight in my core, ready to snap.

Hands on her shoulders, I gently push her back. As incredible as it would be to come in her mouth, there’s only one place I want to be.

My voice is rough. “I need a?—”

She presses a foil packet into my palm before I can finish.

I rip it open and slide it on as she strips, and we move in sync until her back hits the opposite wall. I lift her leg, open her wide, and slide into her in one deep thrust.

She moans my name as I drive into her again and again, hard and deep—just the way she likes it. My mind is blank except for her. Every moment with Delaney is bliss. It feels like she was made for me.

We’re all heat and sweat and desperate sounds, our bodies chasing release. When it hits, we come together, clinging to each other as waves of pleasure roll through us.

I rest my forehead against her neck, soaking in the moment.

Once I’ve finally kicked the damn sweatpants from around my ankles, I take her hand and lead her to my room. If last night was any indication, tonight’s just getting started—and I want her in my bed where I can touch every inch of her properly.

But first… I need some clarity.

By the time we reach my bedroom, she’s naked again, crawling onto the bed like a vision I’ll never get over. I halt her hand as she reaches for me.

“Wait,” I say, my voice unsteady. I clear my throat. “We need to talk.”

She kneels, leaning in to kiss me, but I hold her back gently.

“No, seriously.” I chuckle. “If you keep doing that, I’ll never get this out.”

“Okay, fine.” She scoots back against the headboard and pulls the blanket over her, covering her breasts. “Talk.”

I sit at her side, turning to face her. Taking in her expectant stare, I’m at a momentary loss for how to start. “Um, I guess... let’s start by filling in some blanks.”

“Okay.”

“So, a week ago, I went into your room—and we both know how that ended. I told you to tell me if you wanted to do it again. A week passed and… no mention.”

“You didn’t mention it either.”

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