Page 14 of Puck (The Lost Boys MC)
Living on the top floor had its perks, but climbing those damned stairs in heels wasn’t one of them. I took them off halfway up the second flight of steps, causing Puck to chuckle. He did something that took me by surprise, though.
He scooped me into his arms and carried me up to my front door.
“You didn’t have to do that, you know,” I said as I wiggled to get down.
He set me on my feet. “Hey, whatever I can do to help, right?”
I smiled so wide my cheeks started to hurt. “Right.”
I unlocked the door and threw it open before ushering him inside. I locked the door quickly behind us once we got inside and I watched as he walked into the middle of my small living room. He looked around, nodding his head as if I were waiting to seek his approval of my new place.
However, when his eyes returned to my own, I saw exactly what he wanted.
“Come and get it, then, big boy.”
With a growl, he shed his shirt and his pants. In fact, he shed all his clothes while I stood there, watching every etched muscle of his come into view. His thick dick swung between his legs, already at half-mast as he stalked in my general direction.
And when he grabbed my arm, he pulled me back in for a kiss that took my breath away.
“Oh, Puck,” I gasped.
He nibbled on my neck as he picked me up. He walked me down a small hallway and through the only door the hallway had. My little one-bedroom apartment wasn’t much, but it did its job for me and that was all that mattered. But as Puck tossed me onto my bed—watching my body jiggle for his viewing pleasure—I realized something.
He’s the first man I’ve ever done this with.
“Come here,” he growled.
He took my ankles in his hands and pulled my ass to the edge of the bed. He ripped my panties off with his bare hands, causing my eyes to widen before he tossed my smooth legs over his shoulders. His eyes stayed locked with mine as the tip of his cock slid up and down my wet slit. And with one good thrust, he buried himself inside my swollen pussy.
Causing my back to arch.
“Holy fuck,” I groaned.
“God damn it, you feel too good,” he hissed.
I gripped the sheets while he gripped my hips, pounding against me like a wild animal. I allowed myself to let go. To release control and give it over completely to someone else. As juices dripped down my ass crack, his wrist flicked. And within seconds, he had me poised on my hands and knees before he lifted my ass into the air.
“Wiggle it for me like a good little girl,” he growled.
And when I did, he spanked my ass.
“Oh, fuck!” I cried out.
“Oooo, someone likes that.”
He spanked me again and my pussy quivered around his dick. He pulled out and pushed back in before spanking me one last time and it drove me fucking wild. He gripped my hair and shoved my cheek against the mattress as the sounds of wet skin slapping wet skin invaded every part of my apartment.
And as our smell of debauchery wafted up my nostrils, my soul took flight.
“Oh, God. I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come, Puck!”
He grunted. “Not until I say so.”
I tried to stave it off. “Hurry. Hurry, please. It’s coming. I feel it. It’s too big. I—I can—”
He spanked me so hard I knew it’d leave a mark. “Not until I say so!”
He pulled my head back, arching my back so deeply that I thought it might pop. And as his cock slid against the pebbled part of my pussy, my thighs trembled. My nails curled deeply into the mattress as I girded my loins and waited for his command.
Then, finally, his cock pulsed. “Now, Brigid.”
I gasped for air. “Shit, shit, shit. Puck, please!”
“Come with me, Brigid. Oh, holy shit.”
My eyes squeezed shut and I exploded around him, drenching him in my juices as they spilled from my pussy. Gushing wet sounds filled my ears as I collapsed against my bed, sweating, sticky, and spent. His naked body collapsed on top of me, cloaking me away from the world like a weighted blanket.
And as we laid there, shivering and relishing the pleasure coursing through our systems, my over-analytical brain got the better of me.
“I don’t usually do this, you know,” I said through my panting.
He kissed my shoulder. “You didn’t strike me as that kind of girl.”
I furrowed my brow. “Then why go after me if you didn’t think you’d get laid?”
He rolled off my body before pulling me flush against his chest. “Because you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever set eyes on and I wanted to know your name.”
I smiled softly. “You’re either a very rare find or you’re very good at laying it on thick.”
