Page 90 of One Good Puck
He lets out a chuckle that’s rough and soft all at once. “You were perfect.”
When he kisses my forehead, I swear my insides turn to goo. He’ssosweet andsoaffectionate, and it’s making me melt.
He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me against him.
“Are you feeling okay after last night?” Concern radiates in his eyes. “You mentioned it had been a while since you’ve had sex. Are you sore? Do you need anything?”
My heart skips in my chest at how my well-being is at the front of his mind. So beyond sweet.
I shake my head. “I’m all good. A little sore, but it’s a good sore.”
He smiles. I tilt my head up and kiss him. It’s not long before things amp up. I’m clawing at his chest, and his hands are all over me. He grabs my ass, pulling me closer to him.
My clit and pussy are throbbing, aching for more of him.
“Gavin…I need to ask you something,” I say between kisses.
He hums against my mouth.
“I know we agreed on just one night, but I’m still so turned on. I could go to my bedroom and take care of myself with my vibrator, but I know it won’t be half as good as you…Can I ride your dick? Please?”
My rambling trails off when I catch the hard expression on his face. He looks almost angry.
For a second, I’m nervous, but then he aims a wicked smile at me.
“You don’t have to explain yourself, Abby,” he says. “You can ride my dick anytime you want.”
Heat simmers between my legs, and I grin at him.
He moves so he’s on his back, then reaches over to the nightstand and grabs a condom. He goes to rip it open, but I stop him.
“Um, can I put it on you?” I ask.
That devilish grin reappears. “Hell yes.”
He hands me the condom. Before I roll it on, I lower my face to his cock and glide my tongue along his shaft a few times.
He fists the bedsheets, then runs his fingers through my hair, pulling me off his cock. He brings my face to his and kisses me,hard.
I moan into his mouth. It’s heaven seeing how much he unravels when I use my mouth on him.
“I thought you said you wanted to ride me, sweetness,” he says roughly.
“I do. I just needed to have you in my mouth first.”
He exhales and shakes his head at me, like he can’t quite believe what I’ve said.
I roll on the condom, my mouth watering at how steely his cock is from just a few licks of my tongue. I position myself on top of him, then slowly slide down his length.
His jaw bulges as he bites down. “Fuck…” he mutters.
I inhale sharply, then whimper as I glide up and down his dick. It takes a few seconds for me to adjust to his size. So just like last night, I give myself a minute to sit there.
That filled-up feeling teeters on the edge of too much, but I love it. I love feeling Gavin stretch me out. I love knowing that I can take his cock so well.
Slowly, I glide up and down. Pleasure swoops through me. I can feel it simmering in my pussy, gliding up my tummy and chest in a slow, steady stream of heat.
My head falls back. “No way…”
