Page 21 of Puck Me Harder

His hands move me, positioning me. The water is a thousand points of contact on my sensitive skin, but somehow his hands feel like they’re touching me even more. He turns me, my back to his chest. His mouth moves from my shoulder, kissing up my throat all the way to my ear.

“Hands out. Brace on the wall,” he instructs. I lean forward, pressing my ass against the fat length of his cock. I wiggle my hips, eager to push him to the limit.

“Try not to fall,” he whispers against my ear, and then the warmth of his breath disappears.

I gasp as I feel it reappear between my thighs.

“Kai, what —” I have to bite off my words as a strangled cry forces itself out of my throat.

“I’m not about to pop your cherry without making sure you’re ready,” Kai says. He’s loud enough I can hear him over the water, so loud I feel it buzzing against me.

Vibrators have nothing on a deep voice right against your pussy.

Kai buries his face between my cheeks, and my elbows give out as he gives me one long lick straight down the center. The angle makes me feel so exposed. His moans against me only grow deeper as his tongue enters me.

“Fuck, Kai,” I gasp, my entire torso and face flush against the shower wall. I twist, looking at him over my shoulder, and the sight makes every muscle in my body tighten.

Kai, on his knees behind me, his eyes locked to mine as he licks, sucks, and worships me. I feel like I died and went to sexy heaven. Or maybe this is hell— because this is definitely a sin. Worth it.

He’s worth anything.

I reach back, trying to grab Kai’s hair, trying to gain some semblance of control, because if he keeps eating me like this I feel like I’m going to die. He doesn’t let me. His hand wraps around my wrist, pinning it in the small of my back.

It’s just a bit of restraint, just a hint of dominance, but it drives me wild. It makes me grind back against him, bucking my hips. I push myself against him, riding his mouth as much as I can. I need to come now.

“Such a greedy little thing,” Kai laughs as he pulls back. His face is soaked, chin dripping, and I know it’s not just the shower.

“Kai, please,” I beg. I’ve never begged before, never wanted to, but this man makes me crave the dirtiest things I can imagine.

“Please what, Ace?” Kai says, popping to his feet and pressing himself up against me.

The heat of his cock against my lips sends me spiraling. I could get off just rubbing his thickness against myself. I want to rub all of me against all of him. I can’t get enough of Kai.

“Please fuck me,” I hiss as he leans in close, kissing the back of my neck.

One of his hands tangles in my hair and firmly tugs me back off the shower wall, forcing me to arch. He’s so tall I’m looking up into his eyes, dark with lust.

The head of his cock notches into me, sliding against my tight entrance. I moan, the feeling of him intoxicating. So much better than I imagined.

“This might hurt,” Kai says, and then he’s pressing into me.

I gasp. It doesn’t hurt the way he’s worried — I did too many sports as a girl to have an intact hymen — but he’s so thick that I’m still grateful that he’s taking it slow. The stretch of his cock in my pussy becomes my entire world, Obliterating everything else.

“God, you’re so tight,” Kai hisses from between clenched teeth. “If you weren’t so wet I’d never fit.”

His hand lets go of mine, and I reach back to place my palm on his stomach. The ridges of his abs send another thrill through me as I feel them flexing, pulling himself back only to push in farther. I try to brace myself against him instinctively, but I might as well be trying to stop a train with my bare hand.

He hurts, but he hurts so good.

Without warning, I feel my inner walls clamp down hard on him as an orgasm rips through me.

“Good girl,” Kai says in that sexy half-whisper that slips into my ear and drills straight down my spine. “I’m going to make you come all over me, again and again.”

I whimper, one hand clawing at him, nails dragging across the hard ridges of his muscles. The other is trying desperately to tunnel through the shower wall. I can feel myself getting wetter, my pussy pulsing, eager to take him deeper.

Kai takes it slow, but it doesn’t take long before I feel his balls tapping against my clit. The extra stimulation makes me cry out as he begins to fuck me with a slow and steady rhythm. I roll my hips, pushing back against him.

“That’s it, Dakota. Fuck back onto me,” he growls right against my ear, his teeth nipping along my skin. “You’re so hot. God, I love looking at you.”

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