Page 36 of Puck Funny (Unintentional Puck Bunny #1)

Chapter 34

Guy

“ B onjour, ma puce. ”

I woke up before Kitty, but not by much. It gave me the chance to watch her in the morning sunlight that peeked around the hotel room’s curtains. I still couldn’t believe that she’d said yes. We were spending time together, however fleeting that would be.

I didn’t have a formed plan as to my end game. I figured I couldn’t get her to fully commit to me again before we left New York. She’d already pointed out that I’d be in Seattle and she’d be in L.A., leaving us in the same predicament we’d always been in. Although, at least we’d be in the same time zone. That would be new. Maybe a point in the “Being With Guy” column.

But maybe I could convince her to at least talk to me more often. Hopefully every day. Then I could work on figuring out how to move close to her. I wouldn’t tell her until I was sure it could happen. I didn’t want to get her hopes up. My agent, Marcie, had already put some work into seeing if I could trade to New York or New Jersey. Now that I knew Kitty was moving to L.A. permanently, I’d have to change her direction from the three New York area teams to the two Southern California teams.

Marcie was probably going to kill me.

“Morning, Guy-Guy.” Kitty rolled her body against mine, letting me spoon her. Her naked body. She’d changed some, as everyone does. She was less willowy and gangly than she’d been a few years before, more like a grown woman. I liked it. My beautiful woman who’d always been my girl. I inhaled at her neck to her giggle. “This feels nice.”

“It does,” I said. “We could try to have this more often, you know.”

“Ugh, Guy, stop campaigning,” she sighed. “No complicated stuff.”

“You’re right, you’re right.”

“I’ll try again. It’s nice waking up next to you, Guy,” Kitty said, nestling her body closer to mine.

“It is, Birdy.”

She reached back and drifted her hand over my cock, which was already hard. “Morning wood, or are you ready to party?”

“A little bit of both. Does that mean you’re interested?”

“I think I could be convinced,” she cooed. My hand went from her waist up to her breast, where I traced her nipple with my fingertip. Kitty hummed as the peak pebbled under my touch.

“Does that help convince you?”

“Sure doesn’t hurt,” she said. “But I do have to pee.”

I laughed. “Yeah, me too. Meet back here in a few?”

She clapped my butt as she got out of bed. “Meet back here.”

After we’d both freshened up, Kitty waited for me in bed. She held her phone, a surprised look on her face.

“What is it?”

“Um, we kinda went viral,” she said.

Hell yeah. “We did?”

“Yeah, come look.” I sat behind her on the bed and pulled her body back into mine, my legs framing her as she leaned into my chest.

“Holy shit.” Kitty paged through links from her agent. One place had written an article to go with a cell phone video of our performance from the standup place. Another Instagram account had pictures of us from inside and outside the sushi restaurant, our steamy kiss fully documented. There were pictures of me reacting to Kitty talking to me, one where I looked absolutely madly in love. “Find you a man who looks at you like Guy Stelle looks at Kitty Gatto,” the caption said. Guess there had been photographers, or these days, anyone with a cell phone.

While I was secretly thrilled that I essentially laid claim to Kitty publicly, I figured it might be a little more violating for her.

“Are you okay, Kitty?”

She hesitated. “I mean, not the first time my love life will have been put on display.”

“But?”

“You and I have been posted on the internet before, but that was before anyone knew me. Then I was just your little girlfriend. Are you okay? You’re used to being with nameless people.”

I shrugged. “I’m fine. It’s with you, and I love you. But I know it makes our relationship seem more serious.”

Kitty’s face darkened and she turned over her shoulder. “Did you plan this on purpose?”

Shit. I kind of had. Just the night before, I’d been hoping someone would see us and take a picture, so everyone knew she was mine again. But I was really just going on my instincts at the moment. I wanted to kiss Kitty in public like a normal person could, so I did.

“Or are you using me to get more famous?” she went on.

“Oh God, Kitty, no. Never.” I turned her around to face me fully. “Kitty, I’m here because I love you and I want you to think about giving us a shot again. I could give a shit about being famous. I already get enough weird DMs. I just want to love you and play hockey. Whatever else comes along with that is what it is.”

Kitty’s brow furrowed, but she nodded. She picked at the skin next to her thumbnail, something she did when she was anxious. I drew her hand to my mouth and kissed the broken skin on her thumb. She smiled a little.

“You still do that thing,” I said.

“Only when I’m stressed.”

“I don’t want to stress you out. I want to make you happy.”

Kitty’s eyes shined as she looked at me. “You do.”

“Then let’s be happy together.” She leveled me with a look. “For this weekend. Let’s be happy together for this weekend, and then we’ll see.”

“Then we’ll see,” she repeated.

“Can I have some more of you right now?” I asked and she responded with my favorite of her devious grins.

Kitty drew my mouth to hers. I pulled her close to me, wrapping her legs around my back as I settled her onto my lap. We stayed like that for a while, just kissing and feeling each other. My fingers explored the muscles around Kitty’s shoulders, a new addition.

“Do you work out now or something?” I asked with a kiss to her neck.

She laughed. “Yes. I finally stopped being a floppy theater nerd. My back hurt all the time and apparently I just had weak muscles. Now I walk and lift.”

I chuckled. “I never thought I’d see the day Kitty Bird becomes a meathead.”

“You wish,” she teased. “You’ll always be the meathead in this relationship.”

My palm landed on her ass with a smack. “I’ll show you who’s a meathead. Hands and knees, woman.”

“Oooh, okay,” Kitty said with a shiver and a grin. I dragged her to the edge of the bed as she set up. Her ass was on display for me, her pussy glistening with her wet. Time to shake things up a little bit.

“Legs wider,” I cooed. “I need room.”

“You’re not that huge, Stelle,” she joked, but did as I asked. I slapped her butt again, massaging the cheeks in my palms.

“You remember our word?” I asked.

“Peaches.”

“Good girl. Don’t be afraid to use it, Birdy. I want you to feel good.”

“Bring it on.”

Lowering my face, I dragged my tongue from the top of her slit to her entrance. Kitty let out a long sigh. But I didn’t stop there. Kitty gasped as my tongue continued its journey past her pussy right to her tight little asshole.

“Oh my God, Guy,” she whimpered. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. Is it okay for you?”

“Yes, oh God,” she moaned. I continued and moved a finger through her slit as I worked. She might have been the wettest I’d ever felt her. Kitty was definitely liking it. I skimmed over her clit and she cried out, loud. “God, Guy, right there. Do it again.”

My tongue stroked her puckered hole as I pressed her clit again. Kitty absolutely screamed.

“Ready for my cock?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she whined. “I’m about to come, Guy.”

“Not til I say so,” I rasped. “Crawl.”

She moved forward, giving me room. I knelt behind her and held her hips as I drove into her pussy, Kitty giving an enthusiastic sigh. She begged for more, bouncing back against me.

“My perfect, dirty girl,” I gritted out. “You want my finger in your ass?”

She whined out my name, desperate to come.

“Don’t you come yet, Birdy. Answer my question.”

“Yes.” She lifted her torso to lean back against me as I thrust into her. I sucked my finger and pressed it into her already-wet asshole, the feeling enough to send me to the edge as well. I could feel the pressure of my dick moving inside her through my finger, an unexpected turn-on. I took her breast into my other hand as her hands laced into my hair.

“So beautiful, Kitty. Such a good fucking girl taking me like this,” I hissed as I moved my hand to her throat, not squeezing but holding her to me. She was willingly putting all her pleasure into my hands and I couldn’t get enough. The trust we’d built over the years paid its dividends. “You ready to let go, gorgeous?”

“Please,” she whispered. “It’s so intense.”

“Fuckin’ right it is. You want my cum, sweetheart?”

“Yes, please, God, yes,” she yelled.

“It’s time. Come for me, baby.”

With an agonizing shout, Kitty fell apart around me as I shot off inside her. I breathed hard, sitting back on my heels as she collapsed in my lap. We laughed, sighing out in disbelief.

“Guy, it’s never been that strong,” Kitty said, looking over her shoulder in shock. “When did you start eating ass?”

I shrugged. “It just felt right. Your ass looked so good in my face. Thought you might like it.”

Kitty flopped onto the bed and I lay down beside her.

“So, what do you wanna do today?”