Page 44 of Just my Puck (Love & Laughter #1)

STEELE

J oining Lucy and Jason by the pool under the already hot morning sun, I watch them for a moment. They are getting closer, and that is good.

“Hey,” Lucy says, looking up at me, squinting in the bright light.

I kiss the top of her head. “Morning, little one. I need to take you home for some clothes.”

“I’m good,” she says with a wicked smile.

It hardens my cock, and I chuckle at how sexy she is. “My mom is coming over, so yeah, clothes.”

Her eyes widen, and she leaps up, her magnificent tits bouncing. “What? Fuck! Take me home now.” She covers up her tits with her hands and crosses her legs.

“She isn’t here now ,” I chuckle. “But we need to leave now.” I hold out the tee I brought for her to cover up and then slip it over her head when she lets me. “I can’t wait for you to meet her.”

Lucy licks her lips. “Uhm...I’m not sure about that. It’s huge.”

“So is this, don’t you think?”

Blinking, she thinks about that and nods. “Yes, of course. I’m nervous.” She chews her lip.

“Don’t be. She will love you.”

Nodding, she murmurs, “Clothes now, please.”

Looking at Jase, I say, “We’ll be back in a few. Make this place decent.”

“On it,” he replies, standing up.

Leading Lucy to my Jeep, I help her in and move around to the other side to jump into the driver’s seat as she slips her sandals back on.

We set off; the road quiet at this time of the morning. She wiggles in her seat.

“You okay?”

“The leather is burning my bum,” she snickers, trying to pull my tee further down.

Chuckling, I apologize. “Sorry, I should’ve got you a blanket.”

“I’m good.”

“You sure? We can go back?”

“No, keep going. I want to get home and clean up to meet your mom.”

“She will love you.”

“Hope so.”

“Know so.”

A few minutes later, we pull up outside Lucy’s building.

“Come up?” she asks.

Delighted that she asked, I grin. “Yes.” I tug on her hand to pull her towards me.

She leans into my space and kisses me. Her soft lips are delicious, and her passion is apparent when she deepens the kiss, causing my heart rate to speed up. We move together in a delicious grinding of our lips, both breathing hard by the time we stop and pull apart minutes later.

We both press our foreheads together and breathe in sync for a moment before she lifts her head. I lean up with her, pressing one more hard, fast kiss to her lips before dashing out of the Jeep and around to get her door open.

When she is out of the car, I lay my big hand low on her back as we move up the path to her door. She presses herself against me, loving the feeling of me touching her. She tugs the back of the oversized tee down her ass, which makes me chuckle.

“Let everyone see,” I murmur.

“Err, no. I could end up in jail for indecent exposure.”

“I’d bail you out.”

“Thanks, but I’ll pass.” She grins, but it falters when I say my next thought.

“I want to fuck you in public, Lucy. I want all three of us to fuck you where anyone and everyone could walk by and see you being our good little girl and spreading your legs for us.”

“Steele,” she breathes, shaking her head.

“You will do this, little one. I demand it.”

“I...” She trails off, her eyes searching mine. “Okay.”

That one soft word thrills me. “Good girls always agree.”

She nods, opening the door to her apartment. Lucy disappears into the bathroom, and I follow behind her, stepping into her space and cupping her heavy breasts in my hands under the large tee. She sighs as she leans back into me.

“I need to get sorted into a decent state to meet your mother.”

“She will love you however you are.”

“What? Full of cum from her son and his two friends?”

Snorting, I shake my head. “Okay, when you put it like that, fucking gross, little one. Get in the shower, stat.”

Giggling, she does as I say, and I move back into her bedroom, casting little glances around, trying not to pry too much into her personal space.

When she walks back out, her long hair pulled up into a messy bun, damp from the shower, my mouth drops open.

“What is it?” she asks worriedly.

Shaking my head, I just stand a few steps from her, looking at her. “You look...fuck...you look stunning.”

Instead of going into my arms as I expect, she lifts a brow and cocks her head to the side. “Hmm...I can’t take you seriously when you say things like that when I’m dressed in a towel.”

“Well, you look better naked, but we don’t have time for that right now.”

Her eyes light up at the compliment, but she says nothing as she goes to get dressed, turning her back to me as she pulls her clothes out of the closet. “So, what’s your mom’s name? Is it just her coming over?”

“My mom’s name is Shannon, and yeah, just her. I didn’t want to overwhelm you right at the beginning.”

“Beginning of what?” she murmurs, angling for a very specific answer.

“Of you belonging to all of us in every way imaginable.”

She bites her lip to hide her grin, and I grab her hand to pull her close.

Cupping her face, I cover her mouth with mine and push my tongue inside when she presses to me.

My hard-on is painfully apparent by the time we finish the kiss.

She moans and clings to me, making me wish I had told my mum to come over tomorrow instead.

“You’re making it difficult to resist you when you make those slutty noises,” I murmur.

She rears back and closes down. Hard. Turning her back to me, I narrow my eyes and draw a simple conclusion.

“Why does that word bother you?”

“Who says it does?” she replies carefully.

“That woman, Mae, is it? She said it to you the other day. It makes you feel ashamed.”

“Yeah, Mae, and she’s an asshole.”

“She is. She is jealous and lashing out.”

Turning back to me, she asks slowly, “What do you know?”

“I know that the reserve squad has all had a turn. They call her the Titan’s bike.”

“Bike?” Her brow creases.

“Because they can ride her whenever they like.”

“Oh, ouch.”

“She has tried it on with every player on the first team, but we’ve all turned her down.

She especially wants Jason. She is wildly jealous of you, and you should pay absolutely no attention to her.

” I’m getting angry now that Mae has knocked the confidence of my woman so badly that she is shying away from things I say to her in the heat of the moment.

“You as well?” she croaks, her face pale.

“Me, Carter, Taylor, Ryker. Do you really need me to go on?”

“No.”

“She is a desperate puck bunny.”

“Okay, I get it.”

“No, I want you to know because this woman has hurt you, and it makes me want to hurt her back. I will always protect you, little one. You are mine, and no one fucking hurts you.” My clenched fists ache as I rein in my temper. “I will always protect you, no matter what.”

“Thank you,” she murmurs. “I had already figured out she was jealous, but I didn’t realize the extent of it. It makes sense why she is so angry with me.”

“I’m sorry I lost it,” I murmur.

She lets out a laugh. “Oh, don’t be. I like seeing you all growly and enforcer-like.”

“Do you find it sexy?”

“Fuck, yeah.”

Relaxing as Lucy seems to be happy again, I watch her pull on a pair of loose black shorts with tiny white polka dots and a black top. Slipping her feet into a pair of sandals; she turns to me.

“How do I look?”

“Like a goddess.”

She rolls her eyes, but her smile is hard to keep off her face.

Taking my hand, we set off back to the Jeep, where I drive us home, nerves hitting my stomach as I hope Mom and Lucy hit it off. I’m sure they will, but until I know for sure, I will be waiting with bated breath.