Page 316 of Breaking the Pucking Rules
“I hope you win every game,” Casey giggles, still on a high from her multiple releases.
“You and me both, baby.”
Forcing myself off her, I reluctantly slip from her body and spin her around to face me.
Her face looks tiny as I cup her cheeks with my giant hands. Leaning forward, I press my lips to her in a sweet kiss.
“I’ll never fuck you like a bunny, Casey. You mean too much to me.”
A contented, happy sigh passes her lips, her warm, beer-scented breath rushing over my face.
“I promise to always fuck you in whatever way you need, though.”
Tears fill her eyes, and I panic. I fucking hate seeing her cry.
“I used to imagine that you were the most incredible man. How is it possible that you’re even better?”
A smirk kicks up one side of my mouth while one of my shoulder’s pops.
“It really is a skill.”
“And so modest, too.”
Her eyes drop from mine, and they widen as if she’s only just noticing that she’s completely naked, and other than my dick, I’m still fully dressed.
“Get naked, Fifty-Five, I’m not done with you yet.”
Releasing her, I hold my arms out from my sides and take a step back.
“I’m all yours. Do your worst.”
Her teeth sink into her bottom lip, her cheeks brightening.
“I spent a lot of years fantasizing about you,” she confesses.
“Oh yeah?”
Despite coming harder than I ever have in my life, my dick jerks back to life.
“Yeah. I don’t think there’s any situation I haven’t thought about…gotten myself off to.”
“Tell me more.”
She moves closer, her delicate fingers reaching for the first closed button on my shirt.
“There is only one man I’ve thought of when I’ve gotten myself off since I was about fifteen.”
“Considering our age gap, that’s a little unnerving.”
She shrugs, uncaring. “I knew what I wanted from the very first time I saw you play. I was addicted. It sounds crazy. No one has ever understood it. But I felt different watching you. I couldn’t get enough. Every single thing you’ve done, every move you’ve made, I’ve read it all.”
“Creepy little stalker, aren’t you?”
“Guilty. You should probably run now while you have thechance. For all you know, I have plans to lock you up in the basement and make you my sex slave for life.”
Lifting my arms, I press my wrists together as if she’s about to cuff me. “Lead the way. I’m yours now, however you want me.”
Her fingers curl around my waistband and my entire body flinches as her knuckles graze my skin, my cock hardening.
