Page 123 of Puck with Karma
“I have never in my life been as turned on as I feel every time I listen to you talking to these people,” I inform her casually.
“I’m really turned on, too,” she grins.
I can tell she wants to jump up into my arms and kiss me senseless. I bend at the knees and slide my hands under her assbefore picking her off the floor. She wraps her arms around me right away.
“How’s your face?” she asks right as our lips are about to touch.
“No fucking clue.”
I finally press our mouths together, moaning when I feel her tongue probing at mine. There’s a current of electricity passing back and forth, making me so hard for her, I am weak in the knees. Blindly, I direct us toward the couch in the room, praying that I don’t drop her the closer we get to it.
“I need you naked.” My lips nip at her jawline, loving the elegant line of her neck as she stretches to give me access.
“Put me down, put me down!” She kicks me with her heels, demanding that I released her.
As soon as her feet touch the floor, she pulls at her blouse, getting it out of the tight as fuck skirt she has on. The skirt in question is next as it slides down to the floor in one smooth move.
“Xander Hamilton,” Abby eyes me up and down, hands on her hips. “This feels like déjà vu. I shouldn’t have to tell you that you need to be naked for this as well. Why are we wasting time right now?”
“Because you’re hot as fuck,” I grin at her. “And I love getting you flustered like this. I am looking forward to fucking it out of you.”
I slide my shoes off at the same time that I unbutton my jeans. I am so hard, it hurts, but in the best of ways.
“Sit.” My voice goes deep when I tell her what to do. I can tell it gets to her, and she follows my direction with no hesitation. “Keep the heels on. Legs open wide.”
I watch her spreading her legs. The heat is coming off both of us in waves, and if I don’t have my tongue on her in the next five seconds, I might actually die.
Determined to keep us both alive, I grab the back of my t-shirt, ready to pull it off, mindful of my nose, when a loud knock at the door breaks my concentration.
“We’re not opening that door,” I tell Abby. “Not until I’m done with you.”
I throw the shirt on the floor and drop to my knees in front of her. I lean forward until my nose is a hairbreadth away from her pussy. The smell that is so uniquely Abigail Bennett hits my nostrils, and I inhale. Pain hits me in between the eyes, but it’s worth it.
My tongue is dying for a taste and my fingers are itching to push her panties away. I am about to do both when there’s a louder knock at the door, this time a lot more insistent. It is followed by a series of impatient raps. It is obvious that whoever is out there really needs to get in.
A thought hits me from out of nowhere.
“We didn’t leave any water running, right?”
Abby’s eyes get huge in her face. “I-I don’t know.” She has no clue what I’m talking about.
I get up from the floor, ready to kill whoever the hell is on the other side of that door. I point at Abby.
“Do not fucking move an inch.”
She licks her lips in anticipation. “I wasn’t planning to.”
I bring a fist to my mouth and bite it in frustration. At this point, I’m going to have a stroke sooner rather than later if I don’t get inside her soon.
Another loud knock echoes in the room, making me want to rip the door off its hinges. When I finally open it, I find the most unlikely visitor.
“You look like absolute shit.” Noah is staring at me in disgust.
I stare back, eyes unfocused and brain still full of lust for the woman who is waiting for me spread out on the couch.
That’s when it hits me.
“Babe!” I yell over my shoulder, blocking the entrance. “Cover up! Now!”
