Page 12 of Puck (The Lost Boys MC)
I couldn’t help the bark of laughter that pierced through my lips as she smiled at me.
“No, I’m not a stranger to the ways of the night.”
I licked my lips. “I think she’s gonna be up there a while.”
She grinned. “Sounds like you’ve got something in mind.”
I nodded toward the back exit. “Care to take a chance with me tonight?”
Her gaze fell down my body. “Depends on the surprise.”
My stare found hers before I leaned into her ear and whispered softly. “The kind that leaves you shivering for hours after.”
And before I knew it, she had taken my hand and tugged me off the stool.
We giggled and tried to sneak out like little school kids thinking we were awesome by ditching class. I held her hand as we slipped out into the alleyway until I felt a tug on my shirt. I turned around and found Brigid, with her beautiful red hair flailing in the soft breeze, grinning like a sneaky little schoolgirl as she tugged me further into the darkness of the alley.
And my cock stiffened at the thought.
I love a girl that takes what she wants.
“Come here, hot stuff,” she said through her giggling.
She shoved me against the brick and my eyes widened in shock. She fisted my white shirt and pulled me closer, crashing our lips together in a cacophonous symphony of wanton lust. I cloaked her back with my arms, feeling my cock aching and throbbing with a need for release.
So, I quickly whipped her around and pinned her wrists above her head.
“Well, then,” she said breathlessly, “I guess you do have a few tricks under your sleeve.”
I trapped both of her petite wrists in the palm of my left hand and allowed my right hand to explore. I ran my fingers through her soft red hair. I traced my thumb along her cheekbone and her lower lip, watching as she puckered it to kiss the pad of my finger. I felt her skin warm to my touch while my hands continued to explore, and the second I wrapped my palm around her throat, she smiled.
“I knew you were a good one,” she whispered.
My lips fell back against her own, my tongue owning her mouth as I drank all of her down. I slid it across the roof of her mouth, feeling her shiver against me as I pressed myself harder against her body. She bucked ravenously against my hips, her womanly heat bombarding my clothed dick as she raised her leg and locked it around me.
“Come on, we both know how this ends,” she murmured against my lips.
And I took that as the permission I needed.
Within seconds, I dropped her hands and pulled my dick out. I gripped her waist and picked her up, pressing her against the wall as her legs dangled helplessly. Her arms wrapped themselves around my neck, her luscious green eyes twinkling with mischievous delight.
And as she wrapped her legs around me, all I had to do was pull her panties off to the side.
“This dress looks great on you, by the way,” I whispered.
She giggled as my lips attached to her neck. “Thanks. It’s my favorite.”
My fingers dipped into her warm wetness. “Then, I’ll make sure not to ruin it.”
The second I plunged into her depths, I lost myself. Darkness overtook my world as I pinned her wrists above her head and fucked her in the darkness of that back alley. I cradled her mouth with my own, swallowing her bombastic sounds as she moaned and groaned with every stroke of my dick. Her wetness dripped down my balls, her arousal streaking my throbbing cock. And as our tongues collided in a dance they were quickly learning, my legs stuttered.
“Come with me,” I growled.
She moaned as I came up for air. “Oh God, Puck. Please. Just a little harder.”
I pounded wildly against her, watching as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. My toes curled in my boots as her skin flushed from head to toe, radiating pleasure throughout her entire body. Her head fell to my shoulder as her pussy clamped down around me. She milked me for all I had, causing my cock to erupt and fill her to the brim.
And with every growl that left my lips, her name got chanted.
“Fucking hell, Brigid. Shit. Brigid, good God, you’re so damn tight.”
My world tilted around me as her body relaxed. I pressed my hands against the cool brick wall, allowing her arms to settle around my neck. She sat there aimlessly, allowing me to hold the bulk of her weight as she nuzzled against my shoulder.
And even though my entire past had been laced with “one and dones,” I wanted more than ever to see this woman again.
“So, is this the wrong moment to ask for your number?” I murmured.
