Page 119 of Puck Me Secretly

I helped him pack everything back into the bag. When we weredone, I grabbed his hand and pulled him back onto the bed to lie down beside me. “Want to watch some TV?”

Amusement crossed his features. “Just like old times?”

He was referencing that first night in North Dakota. “Just like old times.”

“I’d love to.”

We picked a movie, only this time, I settled up against his chest, curling my body against his. I sighed into him. I wanted to tell him how much it meant that he had opened up, but I didn’t want to ruin the moment. So, instead I snuggled closer. His arm wrapped around me, pulling me close.

“This is nice.”

“Yeah, I think cuddling is underrated.”

We watched the movie, and I soaked up every moment with him. We still hadn’t talked about us. We still had so much to say, but I didn’t want to talk. I only wanted to absorb this moment.

When the movie ended, I lifted my head so I could study his beautiful face. Max glanced down at me with a content smile.

“You ready for your bonus?”

He laughed. “You serious?”

I moved to straddle him, my hands on his chest. “Do you think you can handle it?”

“I sure as hell will try.”

I pushed my hands up beneath his t-shirt, marveling at the feel of the smooth, hard expanse of his abdominal muscles. Our eyes met. His gaze was dark.

“Put your hands behind your head.”

Curiosity reflected in his expression, but he tucked his hands behind his head.

I took my time enjoying the feel of his body before my hands slid down to the button on his jeans.

“What are you doing?” He lifted his head.

“Shh,” I soothed, as I focused on undoing his pants. His cock washard and straining up against the black cotton of his underwear. “What do we have here?”

He laughed as his head fell back on the bed. “Oh boy.”

I peeled his underwear down and licked my lips when I saw the sheer size of him. I grasped his cock by the base and lifted it up so it was free from the confines of his clothing. It was thick, long and rock hard. My fingers traced over the wide head. I bent down and licked the tip, loving the taste of the salty pre-cum on my tongue. He tasted like clean living and hot male.

Max groaned as he lifted his head to watch. “Oh shit.”

“What do you think I should do now?”

I blinked at him with a pretend wide-eyed innocence.

“I think you should slide that gorgeous mouth around my cock.”

I moved my head down. Without breaking eye contact, I opened my mouth and sucked his hard length into my mouth.

“Oh yeah, fuck, just like that. Take me into your mouth. As far as you can go.”

I dropped my jaw open and brought more of him in. I swirled my tongue along the ridged veiny length of him. I felt his hips jerk.

I loved his guttural groan.

I stretched my lips over his length and my tongue was going crazy along the bottom, teasing him. Using my fist on the base of his cock, I bobbed my head, sliding him in and out of my mouth.

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