Page 28 of Desperate Pucker (Denver Bashers #6)

Ryker

Igaze down at Maddy, my entire body throbbing with need. Every muscle is tight. My balls are aching, and it feels like white hot flames are racing up my spine.

I’m gonna come so fucking hard.

Everything about this moment is perfect. The way she looks, like some insanely sexy siren. The way she’s switching between sucking me off and letting me fuck her mouth. The way she’s gazing up at me, her doe eyes big and bright.

I close my eyes. If I stare at her for too long, looking like my fantasy come to life, I’m going to blow.

A second later, she pulls off of me with a hard suck. She’s still jerking the shaft of my cock in her hand. She leans her body closer to me and presses her mouthwatering tits together.

And just like that, I’m a goner.

Release zooms through me like a bullet train. I come with a roar, blasting my come all over her tits. My brain shatters. It feels like it’s splintering into a billion pieces, floating into the air.

With the two remaining brain cells I have, I manage to reach over and push her hair over her shoulder, so I don’t get her dirty.

I’m grunting and groaning as the final splash hits her peaches-and-cream skin. Thank fuck I’m sitting down. If I had been standing, I would have collapsed.

Holy fucking shit.

I’ve been lucky enough to experience multiple great blowjobs in my life. But none were ever as good as this one.

My vision is fuzzy as I fall against the couch and struggle to catch my breath. I blink a hundred times before Maddy’s face comes into focus.

Those gray-blue eyes zero in on me. She’s flashing the sexiest smile. So teasing and cute.

I lean forward and run my thumb over her tits. A low growling sound rumbling in my throat. It’s some caveman shit, how much it pleases me to see her covered in my come. It’s weirdly territorial and probably not all that enlightened of me. I don’t care. It’s fucking hot.

“You good?” she asks.

I kiss her. “I’m fan-fucking-tastic, princess.”

She giggles against my mouth. When she starts to stand up, I shake my head. “Stay there.”

I hop up and make it to the kitchen on wobbly legs. I wet a paper towel, walk back over to Maddy, and clean up the mess I made on her pretty tits.

I take in the soft look in her eyes as she watches me. When I finish, I kiss her forehead.

“Best blowjob of my life.”

The way her eyes light up does something funny to my heart. “Really?” Her voice hitches up. She sounds so surprised and excited—like my praise means a lot to her.

“Ten thousand percent really.”

I kiss her lips, then pull her to lie on the couch with me. I wrap my arms around her, relishing the warmth and softness of her body.

“Hey, um, what you said earlier. When you said you fantasized about doing this with me.” She pauses. “Were you serious?”

“Yeah.”

“Have you been thinking about this since we were together in the elevator?”

I hold back for a second, remembering how she said she didn’t want to bring it up ever again. But she’s bringing it up now. Maybe it’s okay for me to admit this then.

“Yes. I have.”

She peers up at me, her eyes shy. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot too since then,” she says softly.

Relief washes over me. Then my cock stiffens because the thought of her fantasizing about me is hot as hell.

“I, um, would think about what you did to me in the elevator and use my vibrator…” She bites her lip, like she’s nervous to admit that.

I tilt her chin up and kiss her.

“You’re not bothered by that?”

I almost laugh. “Why would I be bothered?”

“I thought you’d think it was creepy that I fantasized about you.”

I shake my head. “Nope. It’s hot.”

Relief tinges her smile.

“I had to run to the nearest bathroom and jerk off after what we did in the elevator,” I say, feeling emboldened by what she just confessed.

Her brow lifts slightly. “You did?”

I nod. She bites back a smile. “That’s really sexy.”

“Is it?” I tease.

“Very.”

I grin down at her. “Look at us. A couple of creeps.”

She bursts out laughing and kisses me.

A minute later, my phone rings. She starts to turn around to look at the coffee table, but I tighten my hold on her.

“Leave it.”

It stops ringing. But then, less than a minute later, it starts up again.

I sigh, annoyed. “Let me get rid of whoever this is.”

I sit up and grab my phone. When I see it’s my little brother, I almost ignore him. But then my conscience pipes up.

I answer. “What’s up?”

“I need your help.”

“What now?”

He huffs out a breath. “I’m sorry I called you, Ryker. I didn’t want to.”

“But you did.”

“Dude, I’m really not in the mood to get lectured by you.”

“What is it this time? Are you naked and locked out of the house of the girl you’re hooking up with because you called her the wrong name?”

He exhales sharply, clearly annoyed.

“Did your fuck buddy’s boyfriend walk in on you, and now you’re running for your life?”

I catch Maddy staring at me with wide eyes.

“Ryker,” he says sharply. “It’s not like that.”

“Well, it was like that the last few times you called me, asking for help.”

“My car battery is dead. Can you help me or not?”

I run a hand through my hair. “Yeah. Where are you?”

“At the gas station on the corner of Pinehurst and Tenth Street, just off campus.”

“I’ll be there soon.”

I hang up and look at Maddy. “I have to go help my brother. I’m sorry.”

I tell her about his dead battery, but then I remember that I don’t have jumper cables in my car.

“Damn it,” I mutter.

“What’s wrong?” Maddy asks.

“I had my car detailed the other day and forgot to load back up the jumper cables. I’ll have to go grab some.”

“I have some in my car. I can drive you to your brother.”

I look at her. “You sure you want to?”

She smiles. “Yeah. I’m eager to meet your little brother. See how much he’s like you.”

I roll my eyes. “You won’t be impressed. He’s kind of a dumbass.”

She chuckles and gently shoves my shoulder. “Don’t say that about your little brother.”

“Just wait till you meet him.”