Page 60 of The Penalty Shot (Totally Pucked 5)

“Fuck,” he grunts, “I love watching you fuck yourself, Auden. I bet your pussy aches, wishing that my cock was filling it up. Stretching you wide.”

He’s right, I do wish that, and the distance between us seems so far. Suddenly, he shuts the water off, and the glass door opens, steam billowing out around him as he steps out. Water drips from his hard, inked body, and my mouth waters.

“I told you I had something for you, and I guess I left you waiting, didn't I, baby?” he says quietly, swiping a towel from the rack and wrapping it around his waist. “I’ll meet you in my bedroom.”

And with that, he slips out the door. My legs fall shut, and I sag back against the vanity bench, my body in overdrive.

It takes me a minute to gather my wits, and a moment to slide my shorts back on then I walk to Asher’s room as he instructed, gently turning the knob and letting myself inside.

He’s sitting on the bed, his hand behind him with his legs spread wide. The towel is gone. Now gray sweats hang low on his hips, revealing the sharp V of his waist and the trail of hair disappearing under the waistband. His dark hair is combed back, and his eyes are heavy with desire. Next to him is something from the drawer, and when I realize what it is, I swallow down a gulp and shut the door behind me.

Tension fills the room, heavy and thick, permeating through the air around us. I wonder if Asher feels it the way I do, or if I’m so aroused that I imagine it.

“Did you enjoy watching me, Auden?” he rasps.

We both know the answer to that question.

He just wants to hear me say it out loud.

"Yes,” I whisper.

“I think it’s only fair that I get to watch you. Don’t you think, Killer?” He lifts a hand and gestures to the toy next to him. “Come here.”

Slowly, I walk to him and stand between his legs. His hands snake out and slide around my waist, hauling me against him. The sensitive peaks of my nipples brush against his hair chest through the satin of my tank top, and I bite back a moan. His eyes drop to my chest, and they darken as he takes in my nipples straining against the fabric.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” There’s no hesitation in my answer because it’s the truth. I trust him completely. I know there’s nothing he would do to ever hurt me, especially not this.

His hands slide under the satin fabric at my hips and he slips the tank up and over my head. My breasts are on display, heavy and full. Next, he slides the shorts down my hips, leaving me completely bare for him.

Leaning forward, he captures my nipple with his mouth, sucking and rolling it with his teeth.

“Perfect.” He kisses one. “Perfect.” Then the other. “On the bed, baby.”

I scramble up the bed and lie down as he crawls to me, hovering above me with the toy package in hand. Anticipation snakes down my spine at the thought of what he might do with it. I’m also nervous…my knowledge of vibrators in general isn’t much. I’ve never had one. It’s not large by any means, and I’m thankful for that. It’s on the smaller size, and curved slightly at the tip.

He removes the vibrator from the packaging and admires it in his hand. “When you told me you've never had a toy before, I knew that I had to be the first to buy you one. You know, there will be a lot of time that I’m gone on the road for hockey, Killer.” He leans forward, rubbing the pink toy along my nipple, in small circles as he talks. “That I can’t take care of you. Eat your sweet pussy, let you ride my face. There will be a lot of times when you’ll have to take care of yourself and that’s why I bought you this. So I can FaceTime you and watch you come from a thousand miles away.”

Oh God.

Instinctively, I squeeze my thighs together, desperate to rid myself of the throbbing. Asher reaches out and opens my thighs, shaking his head, preventing my relief. He crawls between my thighs and holds up the toy. “This right here,” he says, pointing to the curved tip, “is for that spot inside you that will make you come, just like when my fingers are in you.”

For a second, I feel silly that he’s even having to explain this to me. He must read the insecurity in my eyes because he leans forward and grasps my chin in his hand, pressing a sweet, lingering kiss to my lips. “This is what I’m here for, Auden. I always want us to be able to be honest and open with each other, and trust me when I say, baby, I will be imagining you using this toy every fucking day of my life from here on out. It gets me hard as hell to show you new things.”

I nod. “Okay.”

His lips touch mine, his are soft yet firm, and my mind is no longer on how inexperienced I feel. I lose myself in his kiss. His tongue coaxes against mine, urgent and demanding, and I find myself moaning into his mouth. A kiss has me becoming wanton. All for Asher.

Pulling back, he tears his lips from mine. “I’m not going to use this on you, Auden.”

My brow furrows, “What?”

“You’re going to make yourself come, so I can watch, just like when I was in the shower. I want you to give me a show, baby.”

He sits back on his knees, his abs rippling in the process, and hands me the vibrator. My hand tremble as I reach for it. Suddenly, self-conscious all over again.

But I quickly tamp it down. I’ve come this far, and I refuse to let my insecurities rule me. They’ve ruled me long enough.

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