Page 62 of Nothing to Lose: Lost Trilogy: Part 1
“Puck,” I gasp in shock and throw myself into his arms. “I can’t believe you’re here!”
“I can’t stay long, babe,” he whispers into my ear, then picks me up as if I am light as a feather. He always makes me feel so good about myself.
“I don’t care,” I manage to say without crying. “I’m just so happy that you’re here.”
I bring my lips to his and love the way he doesn’t hesitate when he kisses me back. He is just as hungry for me as I am for him.
“Bed?” he asks in between wet mouths and tongues and breathless kisses.
“Second door down the hallway,” I rush to tell him.
As soon as we are in my bedroom, I struggle out of his hold. With shaky fingers, I undo his jeans and pull them down his hips, then push him down on the bed.
I don’t remember ever being this outgoing in the bedroom. Not that I’ve had that many partners, but not like I was shy or anything. With Puck though, I am on a completely different level.
As soon as his ass hits the mattress, my mouth is on his cock. It is hard and red, angry looking in its excitement to see me.
“Fuckin’ Christ, babe,” Puck murmurs from above me, but doesn’t stop me. Instead, he pushes my hair out of the way so he can see what I’m doing. “Yeah, just like that,” he encourages me when I go deeper than ever.
I feel him in the back of my throat, and it hurts. Tears gather in the corners of my eyes, and I feel like I am going to throw up.
“Let up a little,” he pulls my hair as he directs me what to do. “No fun if you’re choking to death, yeah?” he chuckles.
His words just spur me on. I relax my jaw and force myself not to bite him.
“Fuckin’ aye,” he falls on his back and sighs, hands still in my hair, helping me up and down. “More,” he demands when I’m about to pull back.
Now that I need some air, he won’t let me release him, and it is the most thrilling feeling in the world. The more I struggle to pull my head up, the more he keeps me in place.
“Take it all the way, babe,” he growls into the quiet room. “All the fuckin’ way. Don’t stop… Push with your tongue… Relax the jaw… Grab my balls and squeeze… Harder…”
He is so impossibly hard by now, I have no idea how he can hold back. I try to follow his direction and relax, take him in as much as I can.
Tears run down my face and spit down my chin, but Puck is not cutting me any slack. I can feel his balls getting tighter, and I am ready when he lets go. Or so I think. When the rush of his cum hits the back of my throat, I choke, and the panic is real.
“Fuck yes,” Puck keeps pushing my limits.
Just when I’m thinking I am going to black out, he pulls completely out. I collapse to my back like a rag doll, and Puck drops to the floor with his knees on each side of my legs.
I am overwhelmed by the flood of emotions when he wraps one hand around his still and angry looking cock, while his other hand comes to my pussy. He pumps his fingers in and out at a furious pace, making me swarm in place.
“Puck,” I cry out when he curls his fingers inside of me and touches the spot that can make me detonate on command. But before I have a chance to do that, his fingers are gone, and now I am really crying.
“Shhhhh, I got you,” I hear Puck whispering in between my sobbing.
He runs his free hand over the top of his cock, coating the tips of his fingers in his own cum. He then brings them back to my pussy. Without warning, he reaches for the same spot as before.
“I wanted my cum in you, babe. All. The. Way. In.” He punctuates each word with a soft press against my front wall.
“Puck,” I grab his wrist and hold on for dear life, wanting to make sure he will not stop again.
“Let go and ride it out, Em,” Puck grins at me, still milking himself dry while getting me off at the same time.
This is the hottest experience of my life, I realize. I have never imagined I could feel this close to another person, especially while having sex.
The intimacy of this moment transcends time, space, imagination. I never want to feel like this with anyone else, ever, even if I don’t spend the rest of my life with Puck.
I want this moment to be just for the two of us. For him.
