Page 59 of Lose to Win: Lost Trilogy: Part 3
“I love you even more, Em,” he vows. His mouth nibbles softly at my lips, every so often, giving a sharp bite with his teeth.
“Puck,” I whisper and decide to go for it. I open my mouth and search for his tongue. I greedily suck on it, then moan in pleasure when he does the same to me.
“Are you sure?” Puck asks. I want to cry at how sweet and considerate he always is.
Instead of answering him with words, I bring a hand down to his jeans, cupping his cock through the thick material.
“Please be sure,” he moans when I grip him harder. I undo his button and lower the zipper.
“I’m sure,” I whisper into his ear right before I lick it.
That seems to be the only thing he needs to know. With abrupt moves, he jumps off me and rips his clothes off in one smooth move. The top I’m wearing makes a ripping noise when he pulls on it. I don’t care though, I’m not even sure I liked that top.
“Up,” he taps my right thigh and signals for me to lift my hips off the bed for him to slide my pants and underwear off.
He then goes straight for the bull’s eye. My clit. The move takes me by surprise, making me yelp when his teeth make contact. He falls to his knees next to the bed as I lie down perpendicular to him, so I attempt to move. I want to wrap my legs around his head.
“No,” he stops me. “Don’t move. This is perfect.”
His fingers go to the entrance to my pussy, pushing in and out, finding every sensitive spot I have inside, then bringing the wet tips of his fingers to rub at my clit. His head moves up to my breasts, sucking on each nipple. The harder he sucks, the faster his fingers move.
“Puck,” I moan, but his free hand comes up and covers my mouth, stopping me from talking. I want to protest, but he is making me feel so good, I can’t do anything but follow his direction.
The hand on my mouth then comes to the top of my chest, pushing me into the mattress when every instinct in my body tells me to sit up and scream from the pleasure he is inflicting on me.
“Do you remember,” he starts, and oh my god, I didn’t know we were supposed to make conversation, too. “When we were back in Texas…” I love the way he sounds when his Texas accent is more pronounced. “And you asked me to fuck you sideways?”
That is the last thing I was expecting him to ask. The laughter bubbles inside of me, and I press my hands to my mouth when a snort threatens to come out.
“Do you?” he insists.
“I… Yeah, I think I do. In the hallway of the hotel, right?”
“That’s right.” He rewards me with a quick suck of the hood on my clit. “So now it’s time I finally do it.”
“Do what?” I whisper in awe.
He pulls his fingers out of my pussy and his lips let go of my clit. He gets up from the floor and spreads my legs as wide as they’d go.
“Puck,” I gasp. “I’m not sure how this would work. What are you doing?”
Without a word, he is over my body, our legs scissoring, and he brings me to my side with one powerful move. The tip of his cock is right at my entrance, and he starts slipping in.
“Oh god,” I moan. The angle is weird, and spreading my legs only makes me tighter, I lift up my knees and rest my feet on the bed, causing Puck to slide all the way in.
“Fuck.” He throws his head back and rests one hand on my knee while his back is against my other knee. This is the weirdest and hottest position I’ve ever had sex in.
“Sideways,” I snort in spite of myself, but then throw my head back and close my eyes tight when he hits a particularly sensitive spot.
“I don’t think I got a lot in me for this,” Puck murmurs, sweat running down his amazing body, his tattoos glistening in the faint light in the room. “You’re so fuckin’ tight,” he growls in between each thrust.
“Puck.” My voice sounds almost like a mewl of sorts, and I can’t believe it came out of me.
“You need to come, babe. Pinch your nipples,” he instructs. “Hard.”
The second I do that, he does the same to my clit, and I detonate. I can’t think. I want to move my legs but feel trapped with him straddling me the way he is. The pleasure is unbearable, and I worry I may have pulled something when I stretched my neck back too far.
I let go and feel like I’m floating. His finger on my clit is moving faster, and his hips are slowing down as he uses my one knee to support himself and not fall over when he is finally done.
