Page 152 of Of Pucking Course

He growls while tracing along my mouth with his thumb. “Let’s shut that cute little mouth.”

He pushes his thumb past my lips. I moan as I suck him into my mouth. He moans too. After a minute, he pulls his thumb out and rests his hand around my neck again.

I work my fingers faster against my clit. Soon, my body starts toshake.

“I’m so close, Sam…”

With his other hand, he grips my hip and helps me ride him faster. Seconds later, I explode.

Pleasure crashes through me like a tidal wave. My entire body shakes and trembles. I scream so loud my ears ring.

I plant my hand on the window of the driver’s side door, steadying myself. When I look at Sam, his gaze is hungry, and he’s breathing hard.

“You’re gorgeous when you come.” He leans up and kisses me. I smile against his mouth, feeling totally overloaded with pleasure but eager for more.

He reaches down and presses his palm against my pussy. “I wanna use this hole a little longer. That alright with you, beautiful?”

My breath catches, and I nod frantically. “Please.”

He thrusts up into me harder, faster, rougher. He licks the pad of his thumb, then gently teases my clit.

I whimper at how good it feels. I’m in that perfect spot where I’m sensitive enough from my last orgasm that I know it won’t take long for me to come again.

I plant my hands on his chest to steady myself as he speeds up. That familiar warmth pools between my legs again.

He gazes up at me, his eyes cloudy with arousal.

“I love you,” he rasps.

Emotion clogs my throat. “I love you too.”

I’m about to lose my mind, this moment is almost too much to process. I never thought fucking in a car could feel this intimate and special. I never thought sex could be like this—loving and rough, dirty and sweet, desperate and certain all at once.

But this is what’s possible when you’re with the right person—when you’re with someone you love.

Sam’s breathing turns ragged right as I start to unravel once more. When my second orgasm hits, I scream his name over and over. My mind is blank. Nothing else registers other than how good this feels and how much I love him.

A feral noise rips from his throat. He comes with a roar and tenses underneath me. I collapse on top of him, relishing the heat from his body. Our skin is slick with sweat, and we’re both panting like we just ran a marathon.

Slowly, I ease off of him and cuddle into his chest. He reaches down, pulls off the condom, ties it off, then tosses it aside.

He wraps his arms around me and hugs me to his chest. When he presses a kiss to the top of my head, it feels like my heart is exploding.

I hum, feeling happier than I’ve ever felt.

“I love you, Sam,” I murmur.

“I love you too, beautiful.”

Chapter 54

Sam

The buzzer sounds, signaling the end of game one of the finals.

I’m breathing hard as I skate toward the bench. We managed to tie things up in the last minutes of the game with the New York Wolverines, who won the Stanley Cup two years ago.

We’re headed straight into overtime. During the regular season, overtime is only five minutes, and if neither team scores, then it moves to a shootout.

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