Page 10 of Dirty Puck

“Okay, what?”

“I answer questions and I need more.”

“Good.” He pressed his finger against the magic spot again and as my breaths became erratic, he drew two fingers through my wetness, plunging them inside me, bending them forward.

“Press down on my pubic bone,” I cried and he moved his second hand that he’d been using to twist and tug my nipple, down to press against my pubic bone, andoh, my god!The walls of my sex started to ripple. My rabbit worked fine enough, but nothing compared to a man’s touch. And this man—he might’ve been an ass, but he just—goddamn, he did it for me.

My mouth opened but left me unable to utter a sound. He kept up the pressure as his mouth moved to my jaw. Mywhole body seized up, then a rush of vibration radiated out from my center. I slumped, closing my eyes.

“Not done yet, babe,” he grumbled and that got my attention. My eyes shot open to the feel of him lifting me into his arms again. “Which room’s yours?” he asked.

“Left.”

He kicked open the door since it hadn’t been pulled shut completely, and deposited me on the bed. “Hands and knees,” he ordered. I rolled onto my belly, shoving up onto my hands and knees. “Hand to the headboard. Brace, Bree.”

Oh God.

That sound?—

The zipper.

I knew what it meant. My pulse jumped like it had been shocked.

He was serious. We were doing this.

My mouth went dry and everything else wentverymuch the opposite.

Was it too fast?

No. It wasright now.

I heard the soft crinkle of foil tearing and my knees nearly buckled underneath me.

Jesus. That sound.

Why did that sound make my whole body clench like he’d just whispered the filthiest secret?

My brain was trying to keep up, but my body had already RSVP’d.

He hadn’t even touched me again yet and I was already arching toward him.

How was he this calm? I was losing my mind.

Heat everywhere.

Everywhere.

This wasn’t a decision anymore—it was gravity.

A law of nature.

Like the tide.

Like breathing.

Like wantinghim.

I didn’t even remember how we got to this moment. I just knew I didn’t want it to end.

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