Page 21 of Just my Puck (Love & Laughter #1)

STEELE

W aking up to the morning sun streaming in through my bedroom window, its soft, golden rays wash over my bed like a warm caress.

My arms are wrapped around Lucy; her body pressed up against mine as if she were a part of me.

When I came back to find her last night, she was fast asleep on my bed, her glasses still on her face, cuddling Puddles closely to her.

She was so sweet, I didn’t want to wake her, so I removed her glasses and laid down next to her, but I must’ve fallen asleep myself.

The gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathes is comforting, the warmth of her skin against mine is glorious. The scent of coconuts lingers on her skin, and I press my nose into her hair, breathing in deeply the smell of her shampoo as she sleeps next to me.

Savoring the moment for a few minutes, she stirs in her sleep, oblivious to my gaze and thoughts.

Her hand falls on my side and then slides across my stomach as though it belongs to her.

I want to ravage her, to take her in my arms, and make love to her until we both collapse into each other.

But I know that she’s not ready for that yet.

So instead, I just hold her tight, taking in her beauty and relishing the feel of her skin against mine.

She rolls over into my arms and then turns to face me, her sleepy eyes blinking at the soft light of dawn beginning to fill the room.

Her face seems peaceful and innocent, more girl than woman.

A smile curls up on her lips, and she reaches up to caress my face as if she knows I am awake even though I have not moved or made a sound.

Her fingers are delicate on my skin. The intensity of her gaze pierces through me like an arrow, and I cannot speak. She runs her fingertips along my jawline and down over my neck: it is a tender gesture, such as one might give to a lover. A new warmth floods through me. My cock twitches.

Three days ago, I would never have dreamed that we’d be together like this in this very moment. Not only to share our bodies and a deeper connection but our souls as well. I feel it so deeply, it’s staggering, and I know she feels it too.

“Morning,” she purrs, stretching like a cat. “Shit! Morning!” She sits up in a panic, grabbing her glasses and the phone where she’d placed it on the nightstand last night. “Fuck! Steele. I’m so sorry.”

“Hey, it’s okay. I didn’t want to wake you last night.”

Replacing her glasses, she inches away from me. “I was thinking about what you said and must’ve fallen asleep. I’ll call a cab?—”

“No,” I say, taking the phone from her. “I’ll drive you home in a minute. First, I want to know what you decided, or if you need more time.”

She ponders that for a few seconds before, without warning, she flips us over, straddling my hips as she gazes down at me. Her small hands on my chest splayed out on my white tee as she gazes down into my eyes.

Reaching up, I remove her glasses and throw them on the bed next to me, fisting my hand into her sleep-tangled hair as I gaze up at her in longing. My cock is raging in my sweats to get to her pussy. She must feel it.

She wiggles suddenly, her face full of desire, when she feels me digging into her.

“Lucy,” I whisper.

“Steele. I…”

“We don’t have to do this.”

“I want to.”

“Don’t do it because you feel you have to convince me of anything. If you don’t want to get to know Jason on the same level, don’t. But please don’t do this if you’re not ready.”

“We’ll talk about Jason later,” she whispers, lowering her mouth to mine before she stops and leaps off me like a shot. Placing her hand over her mouth, she mumbles, “Bathroom?”

Chuckling, I point to a door on the far side of the vast room. She ducks inside and I follow her, giving her the same courtesy of rinsing my mouth with mouthwash before we kiss for the very first time.

She smiles shyly as I lead her back into my bedroom.

“One more time…are you sure?”

“Yes.”

That one syllable is all I need to hear before I drag her to me, crushing my mouth against hers in a kiss so damn perfect, I nearly weep with joy.

Sweeping my tongue over her lips, she opens up, thrusting her tongue forcefully into my mouth as she devours me, clinging to my tee as she rises on her tiptoes.

Making this easy for her, I pick her up, holding her close to me as I walk us back to the bed, still connected at the mouth, before I pull away and lay her down. Stripping off my tee, I hear her gasp of admiration as she takes in my body.

She reciprocates, removing her t-shirt and bra, to reveal her glorious tits to me. They are big and luscious. I want to shove them up into two mounds around my cock as she tit fucks me to a climax.

But all in good time.

Yanking off my sweats, I’m going commando, to her delight. Reaching for the button on her jeans, I flick them open and gently slide them off, removing her socks as well.

Her panties are black cotton, which suits her more than any fancy lingerie ever could.

“These,” I murmur, “Will be perfect on the floor.”

Pulling them down, she squeaks with the haste with which I unclothe her completely. She is curvy and an absolute goddess.

Her big, beautiful breasts bounce as she moves, her nipples pebbling as I climb onto the bed with her and pull her to me. Our arousal is palpable in the air.

My veins pulsate as her fingers curl around my cock with a confidence I didn’t expect.

She rolls her touch along the length of my shaft until I stifle a groan of frustration.

My hands float over her curves, tracing circles on her skin and gently pinching her nipples to peaks.

With each lap of my tongue over every inch of her flesh, the heat between us intensifies until her hips rock against me in a primal desire that drives me wild with pleasure.

As I suck her nipples into rock-hard peaks, she pants, tugging me harder, bringing me to the edge of an orgasm that I can’t let loose now, or I’ll be benched before the game.

“Lucy,” I whisper, pulling away from her and ducking down to open her legs wider. Her clit glistens in her shaven pussy, begging me to suck it.

Without a moment’s hesitation, I lick her slit before I suck her roughly, tasting her cum in my mouth as she bucks on the bed.

“Steele,” she pants, her hands gripping the sheets as her climax rockets through her quickly and suddenly. Her moan of ecstasy makes my cock ache and twitch, but I want to please her some more.

“Good girl,” I murmur against the skin of her inner thigh, nipping her gently. “Come for me like the good little girl I know you are.”

“Ahh!” she gasps, lifting her head to meet my gaze.

Smiling wickedly, I duck my head again, and thrust my tongue into her pussy, tongue-fucking her until she can’t take anymore.

“Fuck, yes,” she moans softly. “Steele.”

“Who am I, little one? I want to hear you call me by my nickname.”

“You’re my sweet boy,” she pants.

“Fucking hell,” I groan, crawling up her curvaceous body and nestling my cock between her legs. “Open up, little one.”

Eyes wide, she spreads her legs further, knowing this is going to be a tight fit. I know my cock is enormous, and she’s about to feel every single inch of it buried deep inside her.

Guiding the tip to her entrance, desperate to take the plunge and get that puck in the net, I take it slow.

Easing my way inside her, the feral grunt that escapes my throat when she encases me is primitive and thrilling.

She is tight. Really tight, but fuck, she’s dripping wet, soaking me as I slowly give her all ten inches of my hard cock.

“Jesus,” I rasp, staring down into her brown eyes as she wraps her legs around me, tilting her hips to bury me deeper inside her. “Lucy.”

“You feel so good, sweet boy,” she purrs, stroking my face before she grips my chin and lifts her head to kiss me firmly and possessively.

Fuck. Still waters run deep. She is so sexy and hungrily claims my mouth with hers as I halt inside her. I’m stretching her wide and want her to get used to my size, but she doesn’t seem to care. She drops her head to the pillow and thrusts her hips, encouraging me to move.

Faster and faster, we move together, our bodies trembling from the intensity as she clings tightly to me.

Every plunge of my cock sends waves of pleasure crashing over us both as she throws back her head and moans loudly, her long brown hair spilling across the pillow in a soft cloud.

As if by instinct, we know exactly how to move together, every motion perfectly synchronized as we draw closer to the edge of blissful abandon until we reach the crest all at once, losing ourselves in pure ecstasy.

Moving in rhythm with her, our bodies flowing smoothly together like the ebb and flow of the tide.

Sweat beads on my forehead as I pound into her relentlessly in a perfect union of passion.

My lips and throat feel tight as if I’ve been skating around the rink for hours instead of making love for only a few moments.

Her eyes are closed, and she is smiling slightly, her body pressed against mine.

She looks almost angelic in this light, beautiful beyond belief, more than I could have imagined or hoped for.

Her walls constrict around me, her orgasm washing over her as I burst into her with my own, pumping my cum into her pussy as she drenches my dick until I’m slipping out of her. We collapse into each other, our bodies slick with sweat and our hearts pounding as we revel in the afterglow.

We lay there for a few moments, our bodies still entwined, smiling, and our breath ragged as I look at her, my heart full of love and admiration. This is what I wanted for a very long time, and I know it will only get better from here.