Page 31 of One Good Puck (Denver Bashers #5)

Abby

G avin scoops me up in his arms. I yelp at the sudden movement, but I’m also swooning. He’s practically jogging across the house and up the stairs to his bedroom. That’s how much he wants me.

I grip his shoulder, relishing the hard feel of his muscles underneath the fabric of his shirt.

He locks eyes with me and blesses me with a sexy grin. “I’ve got you, sweetness. I won’t let you fall.”

“I know. I just can’t get over your muscles.”

His grin widens. “You like my muscles?”

I bite my lip and nod. “You’re so sexy.”

A rough noise drags from his throat. “So are you.”

He walks us into his bedroom and sets me down next to his bed. I go to kick off my heels, but he shakes his head.

He looks me in the eye and runs his tongue along his lower lip. “Those stay on,” he growls.

I can’t help the giddy smile that spreads across my face. I love love love how bossy he is.

He sits on the edge of the bed, then grabs me by the hips and positions me to stand between his legs .

He runs his hand up my inner thigh. “There are so many things I want to do to you,” he says, his voice gravelly and soft all at once. “But I need to know what you want. What do you like?”

I bite my lip, suddenly nervous. It’s been years since I’ve been intimate with someone—since I’ve had to think about what I like doing in bed with another person.

“It’s, um, been a while since I’ve done this.”

He gives me an easy smile. “It’s been a while for me too.”

I raise my eyebrow at him. “How is that possible? Have you seen you?”

A low chuckle rumbles from his throat. “Hazard of being a workaholic hockey coach. Not much time for anything else.”

I run my fingers through his thick hair. “I like lots of foreplay.”

I hold my breath, wondering if he’ll be okay with that.

That devilish grin is back. “I do too.”

“Really?’

He nods.

That nervousness inside of me eases. “It just takes a lot to warm me up for the…main event.”

He grins wider and reaches up, tucking a chunk of my hair behind my ear. “You’re fucking adorable,” he rasps.

I smile, happy that Gavin is up for what I want to do. That he’s not annoyed or intimidated by my bedroom preferences like other guys have been.

“You’re really okay with that?” I ask.

He nods.

“You seem surprised,” he says.

I play with the collar of his shirt. “Foreplay doesn’t seem to be a priority for most of the guys I’ve been with, unfortunately.”

His gaze turns focused, and he slips his hand up my dress, grazing my inner thigh.

“I’m going to give you everything you want tonight, Abby. Every single thing.”

I gasp when I feel his fingers skim the crotch of my panties, grazing over my clit.

“Do you like this? Do you like it when I touch you here?”

My breath kicks up. “Yes…keep going…please…”

“Fuck, sweetness. The way you sound when you say please is gonna be the end of me.”

He hooks his finger over the side of my panties, then slowly pulls them down my legs. When they’re at my ankles, I step out of them. He holds them up, his eyes fiery as he examines the delicate black lace. When he runs his thumb along the soaking wet crotch, that devilish grin reappears.

“So wet.”

My cheeks flush. “I can’t help it. Just kissing you turned me on so much.”

He holds my gaze, then raises his thumb to his mouth and sucks on it, letting out a low, satisfied hum.

My jaw falls open at just how filthy that is…and how much I like it.

“So fucking good,” he murmurs. “I’m dying to know how you taste when you come. But first.”

He slides his hand back up my inner thigh and presses his palm against my soaking wet pussy. My clit aches as pleasure jolts through me, and my legs start to shake. I whimper.

“First, I wanna make you come like this,” he says .

He moves his hand so he can slide a finger into my pussy.

He grunts. “Fuck, you’re tight.”

“I…it’s been a while,” I say through a breath.

He quirks an eyebrow. “That’s not a bad thing, sweetness. I love feeling how tight and warm and wet you are for me.”

He taps his thumb gently against my clit, and my head falls back as I gasp.

“Does this feel good for you?” he asks.

“So good. Oh my god…”

Slowly, he teases his thumb against my clit. The pleasure simmers hot and steady between my legs, seeping up my abdomen and chest.

“Can you take another finger, sweetness?” he rasps.

“Yes.”

He adds another finger slowly. I lean forward and grip his shoulders to steady myself as my body adjusts to his thickness.

I don’t always come when a guy uses his hands on me. Usually I ask for it to help me get warmed up for oral or for his dick. But Gavin is different in the best way. He is really, really good with his hands.

My eyelids flutter as he swirls his thumb softly over my clit. The pleasure inside of me intensifies with each passing second. It won’t be long before I come.

My eyes roll back as I let out a shaky breath. “I’m close…”

“Already?” I can tell he’s smiling when he speaks.

I nod, panting and whimpering. My legs start to tremble as I feel the beginning shockwaves of my orgasm. The muscles in my stomach start to tense. Heat flashes up my body as the pleasure starts to crest.

As I start to come apart, Gavin steadies me with his free hand on my waist.

“You’re such a good girl, coming so fast for me.”

My brain goes offline at hearing him call me that. No one’s ever called me that in bed before. I like it. I like knowing that my arousal pleases him. It makes me feel so sexy.

It’s not even a minute before my pants and whimpers turn to screams. I’m on the razor’s edge of my orgasm.

“That’s my girl. Come hard for me, sweetness.”

With Gavin’s growled command, I explode. My orgasm crashes through me so hard that I lose my balance, completely falling forward into Gavin. But he doesn’t budge. He’s a brick wall of muscle and props me up while he keeps working my pussy in his hand.

I scream so loud, my throat aches. I’m so overloaded on pleasure that my brain turns to mush, and I lose the ability to see for what feels like a minute.

When I start to come down, I blink quickly. Images become clear again. There’s the wall and the bed and Gavin gazing up at me with hungry eyes.

“You’re beautiful when you come, Abby,” he murmurs.

I bite back a shy smile. Slowly, he pulls his fingers out of me. With his gaze still locked with mine, he slides his fingers into his mouth and groans.

“So good.” He licks his lips. “But I want more.”

With his hands on my hips, he guides me to the bed. I lie back, and he positions himself between my legs.

He pushes the skirt of my dress up, then reaches up and yanks down the front so my boobs spill out.

Even though I still have my dress on, I feel so exposed.

And self-conscious. I’m happy with my body, but it’s been so long since I’ve been half-naked around a man.

And I’ve never, ever been with a man as fit as Gavin.

But then I look at him. His jaw is tight, and his eyes are wide and glittery as he drinks in the sight of my body.

He reaches up and rolls my nipple between his thumb and index finger. “You are gorgeous. So. Fucking. Gorgeous.”

He leans down and captures my other nipple in his mouth. He teases his tongue around the hard bud, swirling and sucking. I whimper at how good it feels to have someone play with my nipples. They get so sensitive when I’m aroused.

My clit is throbbing as Gavin works my breasts with his mouth and hands. It’s like there’s an invisible live wire running from my nipples to my clit. The more he plays with my tits, the more my pussy aches.

He kisses down my chest and tummy, then moves his face between my legs. He runs his mouth up the inside of my thigh, then the other, then he glides his tongue along my soaking wet slit.

I gasp. “Gavin…oh god…”

Pleasure lands like a lightning bolt to my clit. Just one lick and my entire body is trembling.

He blesses me with another slow lick. Then another. And another.

He softly, slowly circles his tongue around my clit. I’m shouting, gripping the sheets with one hand and his hair with my other hand. This feels so good, I’m on the verge of losing my mind.

Heat blazes between my legs. I try to last as long as I can, but I can’t help it. Gavin’s tongue feels too good.

It’s always been easy for me to come from oral, but never this easy. I barely make it a minute before I explode on his tongue. Just like before, I scream and thrash. I come so hard, I can’t see straight. I can’t hear. I can’t think. I can’t breathe.

All I can do is ride the waves of the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had in my life.

When I finally catch my breath, I look down at Gavin. He leans up on his knees and wipes his mouth with the back of his wrist.

A smug smile yanks at the corner of his mouth. “That was fast.”

I let out an embarrassed laugh. “Your mouth felt amazing. I couldn’t help it. Sorry.”

He shakes his head as he reaches down and cups my face with his hand. “Never, ever apologize for coming that fast or that hard. It’s the hottest thing in the world.”

He gently strokes his thumb over my skin. “You’re so perfect when you come.”

Emotion bubbles up in my chest. Not sure why, and it takes me completely by surprise. But then I realize it’s because I’ve never been with someone who’s this caring in bed. Who goes out of his way to make me feel comfortable and wanted in such a vulnerable moment.

I take a minute to breathe, then glance down. When I see the impressive bulge at the front of his suit pants, my mouth waters.

I palm his erection and look him in the eye. “Can I have you in my mouth now?”