Page 42 of Desperate Pucker
Before I can respond, she turns away and scurries down the hall, disappearing around the corner where her office is.
I should follow her. I should go after her and tell her that we need to talk about what happened.
But she’ll probably tell me off or ignore me. Judging by the way she ran away from me, she doesn’t want to talk. Maybe clarity is hitting her, and she regrets what we did.
An uneasy feeling claws through my chest. I glance down at the front of my jeans. My boner doesn’t seem to give a fuck how awkward things are because it’s still raging. I glance around, grateful that there’s no one here, except for the maintenance guy who’s too busy focused on fixing the elevator to even notice me.
I cover up with my coat and head to the nearest single-occupancy bathroom, a dozen feet away.
I lock the door behind me, undo my pants, and pull out my dick. I give myself a rough tug at the base, gritting my teeth so I don’t let a groan escape.
Yeah, this is depraved as fuck, jerking off in a public restroom. But I have to. I can’t go into my meeting with Coach Porter sporting a boner.
So I close my eyes and I think about Maddy as I jerk my cock, hard and fast. I think of her kiss-swollen lips, the sweet taste of her mouth and tongue and skin, how soft she was, the intoxicating smell of her perfume, how tight and wet her pussy was, the way she begged me for more.
Please.
Pleasure rockets through my cock. My entire body is on fire. Every muscle is tense, aching with the need to come.
Please.
That breathy voice, how desperate she sounded for me.
Please.
I slip my fingers into my mouth, groaning when I taste her sweetness.So good. This is fucking depraved, but I don’t care. I need this. I want this.
Please.
Searing white heat flies up my spine. Pressure builds in my lower body, and all my muscles tense.
Please.
I think of her tight pussy, how wet she was…all for me.
A second later, I blow.
A feral sound starts to rip from my throat, but I grit my teeth and force it back. If anyone hears me jerking off right now, I’m a dead man.
So I swallow down the sound of my release and hold the edge of the sink with my free hand as I spill down the drain. It feels like fireworks are blasting off on the surface of my skin. It’s so intense that I can’t think or breathe or move.
I fall forward and gasp to catch my breath, gripping the sink with both hands to steady myself. I stand there until I can start to breathe normally again. I wash up and head out of the bathroom, and try to pretend that didn’t just happen.
Chapter 16
Maddy
Ilost count of how many laps I’ve done on the ice while waiting for Ryker to show up to our skating session today.
Nerves fire off inside of me like cannonballs. I feel like my entire nervous system is out of whack.
I’ve felt like this ever since the elevator incident last week, when we kissed and he made me come with his hand.
Heat simmers through my body, even though it’s cold in the rink. I still can’t believe it.
Sometimes when I think about it, it feels like a dream—like it didn’t really happen.
But then I remember the kiss. The way Ryker held my face in his hands and kissed me slow and teasing, then hard.
