Page 61 of The Penalty Shot (Totally Pucked 5)

“There’s a setting on the side with different speeds. I’ve already put batteries in it and made sure it’s clean. I want you to do what makes you feel good, baby.”

I force down my nerves and swallow, pressing the button on the side and watching as the toy comes to life and begins vibrating in my hand. It’s a low purr, nothing extreme. I take a deep breath and let it out, letting my gaze drift back to Asher. His eyes are hooded, and I can see the bulge in his sweatpants, showcasing the exact outline of his cock, and it gives me the courage to continue. Like he said, this is turning him on. And that’s what turns me on.

It’s only fair that I give him the same show that he gave me.

Slowly, I trail the vibrator down my torso, between the valley of my breasts, down my stomach, my eyes still holding Asher’s hungry stare. When I reach my pussy, I drag it steadily through my folds, knowing I’m already drenched. Asher’s heated stare has me wound so tightly that I feel like I’ll snap at any moment.

The fact that simply watching me turns him on this much makes me feel sexy. It gives me confidence like I’ve never known.

Reaching down, he palms his hardened length through his sweatpants, his eyes never leaving mine. He doesn’t move to touch me; instead, he watches as my legs fall open, and I’m spread wide open for him.

“Wider, I want to see how wet you are for me. Let me see your pretty pussy, baby,” he groans.

I spread my legs wider as his eyes rake over my pussy appreciatively. He tugs at the waistband of his pants and briefs, pulling them lower and freeing his cock.

My mouth waters at the sight of him, thick and long. Impossibly long. It’s hard to believe that I can even take all of him. His fist wraps around his length as he strokes himself. All to the sight of me spread open for him.

Using the vibrator, I tease my clit gently, working it in small circles.

“Oh…”

I fight to keep my eyes open and fixated on Asher, as pleasure rocks through me down to the tips of my toes. My back arches, pushing my core harder against the toy.

“Tell me how it feels, baby.” He pants as he fucks his fist. It’s the most erotic moment of my life, and I’ve never been so turned on. I preen under his gaze.

“S-s-so good.” I can feel the invisible string inside me pulling tight as I barrel toward orgasm, each brush of the vibrator on my clit, closer and closer to the building orgasm inside of me.

"Slide it inside you and fuck yourself like it’s my cock.

His voice is so hoarse and full of need that I almost come on the spot, the vibrator firm against my throbbing clit.

I linger only for a moment, then pull it away from my clit and circle my entrance, tentatively pushing inside. It slides in with ease because of how wet I am, and I gasp at the sensation of being full. It presses against the spot inside me that has my toes curling in the sheets.

I wish that it was Asher, but I would be lying if I said that I didn’t love this. The way he’s breathless and close as he watches me.

I whimper, my hand finding a steady rhythm as I pump the vibrator in and out of me. I slide my free hand up to my breasts slowly, hesitantly, rolling my nipple between my fingers, tugging at it gently.

“Fuck yes,” Asher murmurs.

My orgasm hits me all at once, consuming me fully, pulsing through my body with so much force that I tremble violently. I writhe on the sheets, fisting the cotton in my hands, desperate to hold on to this feeling, when I hear Asher groan, deep and guttural.

My eyes fly to his as he comes, coating the cut muscles of his abdomen with thick, white ropes of cum. Pump after pump, he empties himself, riding out his climax with his head thrown back in ecstasy. He shudders when his cock is too sensitive to stroke, and then looks at me with darkened eyes.

“You are the hottest fucking thing on this planet.”

He quickly grabs his discarded towel from the floor and wipes himself clean, then hooks his arms around my thighs and pulls me to the edge of the bed. He drops to his knees beside the bed and seals his mouth over my pussy. When I thrash around on the bed, he splays his hand over my stomach, holding me still while he thoroughly devours me.

“I’m spending the rest of the night between your thighs, until you’re limp and spent, Killer, better hang on.”

And just like I knew he would, he makes good on his delicious promise.

Chapter Twenty

Asher

“Doyou think my mom will let me have a tarantula?” Alex asks, pushing his glasses up farther on his nose. “I’ve been doing research on them, and they are typically low-maintenance pets and their lifespans can range from five-to-twenty years. That’s a long time. I was also thinking of a dog, but I don’t think she’d ever let me have a dog. She says I have to be responsible with a pet.”

The chances of Auden agreeing to a spider as a pet are definitely zero, but I didn’t want to be the one to burst his bubble.

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