Page 55 of Puck Love
“Am I? What certain thing are we talkingabout?”
“Sex! Okay? I’m talking about sex,” Isnap.
He laughs, as if he finds my mortification hilarious. “Yeah, Stella. I’m used to sex, a lot of sex. But, you know, penetration isn’t all there is. I could make you come a million different ways without shoving my cock insideyou.”
I flush from head to toe. There’s a good part of me that wants to just bury myself in his duvet and never come out again, but I forge on. “Well obviously, but doesn’t it all lead to onething?”
“Not really. For instance, if you sucked my dick, would it end with you spitting orswallowing?”
I glare at him. “Oh mygod.”
“Which is it, eh? Option A orB?”
I bite my lip. It wouldn’t be the absolute worst thing to answer the question, would it? I mean, it’s not as if I’m actually going to doit.
Whether I want him to know the truth or not, the words tumble out anyway. “B. It’s only polite,right?”
His head falls back against the pillow with a groan. “Jesus, fuck. I think I justcame.”
I lift the sheet and check, mostly because I want to sneak another peek at his body. “Nope, still hard as ever. I’m not really sure how that proves your pointthough.”
“Oh, I’ll give you my point. I’ll hammer it home nice and deep.” Van flexes his hips. The sheets strain against his hard form, and I have half a mind to straddle him and find out just how nice and deep he means. Instead, I roll my eyes and toss my pillow at him. He groans, his whole body tensingup.
“Oh my god, I’m sosorry.”
A beat passes. He doesn’t say anything—just grunts as he tosses the pillow aside. A deep furrow is etched on his brow. “I think you need to kiss itbetter.”
“Where does ithurt?”
“Right here,” Van says, grabbing his junk through thesheet.
“You’re an animal. You know that, right?” I clamber out of bed and steal an afghan off the nearby chair to wrap myself in as I stalk to thedoor.
“Later, cuddle bunny,” he calls. I turn and give him the finger, and he erupts into laughter as I hurry down the hall and slam my bedroom door closed behindme.
Fucking hockeyhero.
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