Pucking Revenge : A Fake dating, friends to lovers, hockey romance (The Revenge Games Book 2)
Pucking Revenge : Chapter 41

“WERE THE GUYS PISSED?”

Sara and I spent a little time with her family after the game. It wasn’t enough, but the day had been a long one for her brother, and on a selfish level, my sole focus was on getting Sara alone.

One step inside the hotel room, and I’m stripping out of my suit and giving Sara instructions to get in bed in nothing but her underwear. If she’s completely naked, I’m afraid I’ll get distracted, and I really want to talk to her before losing myself inside her again.

I swipe a wisp of hair from her pretty face. The blue is fading bit by bit. It’s a muted tone now rather than the bright Bolts blue. “Don’t care.”

She snuggles closer and huffs a laugh. “That’s not what I asked.”

With a kiss to her lips, I nuzzle into her neck. “Say it again.”

Sara shifts back and looks me in the eye, giving me a coy smile. “That’s not what I asked.”

Sassy thing. I pinch her ass, pulling a squeal from her, then hover over her body, propping myself up on one elbow. “Say. It. Again.”

Warm hand pressed to my heart, she murmurs, “I love you, Brooks Langfield.”

God, it’s the sweetest thing. Those words from her mouth. The way she beat on the glass to get my attention. Even the penalty. I’d endure a thousand of them to hear her tell me she loves me.

“I love you so much, crazy girl.”

“Oh,” she breathes, teasing. “Is that my given name now?”

“I love you so much, my crazy girl.”

She giggles. “Much better. So, are we ever going to take off all these clothes?”

My pulse picks up, but I can’t help but tease her right back. “All I’m wearing is a pair of boxers.”

The frown she gives me is full of mock disapproval. “Exactly. Too many clothes.”

With one finger, I slide the strap of her tank top over her shoulder, then slip in close to kiss her neck. While my lips ghost over her sensitive skin, I cup one breast. “True, I need these nipples in my mouth.”

She arches into me and moans. “I’d really like that.”

“What else would you like?”

“Your cock in my mouth.”

Fuck. This girl. How the hell did I get so lucky?

“Anything else?”

I kiss down her neck and pull on her top until her breasts spill out. Then I swirl my tongue around one nipple, then the other, channeling all my patience while I wait for her to tell me every desire she has.

“Your mouth on my clit.”

I smile against her supple skin, then pull back. “My favorite place.” Eyes fixed on hers, I slide down her body, pulling her panties with me as I go. “Anything else?”

I lick my lips, salivating, and press a delicate kiss right where she wants me. Then I dive in, swirling her clit and giving it a good suck.

The sigh that escapes her is needy. “I want you to fuck my ass.”

My already hard dick presses painfully against her leg. I pause, keeping my mouth on her pussy, and peer up at her. “You do?”

With a thick swallow, she tilts her chin so her eyes are locked with mine. “Yes. I want to feel you everywhere, Brooks.”

My heart clenches, and I freeze. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

The smile she gives me is soft and sweet. “Don’t worry, I’ll talk you through it. First, you’re going to lick me until I come.” She scrapes her nails along my scalp, sending a shiver through me. “After that, you’re going to finger my ass and lick me there until your cock is so hard it’s begging for me to let you in.”

She pauses and lets the words settle between us. Then she licks her lips and tugs at my hair.

“Then I’m going to teach you how to ease that cock inside me, and you’re going to feel a kind of pleasure you never knew existed.”

I have to fight the urge to flip her over and pound into her at the image she paints. “Holy fuck.”

“Do you want that?”

My heart races and sweat slicks down my spine. “Yes.”

“Good boy.” She grasps my hair and wraps her legs around my neck, forcing me to pleasure her.

Impossibly hard, I press my dick into the mattress, seeking relief, all while swirling my tongue and fucking her with my fingers.

“Yes, Brooks. So good. Right there.” She bows off the bed. “Fuck, I love the way you’re grinding against the bed. Pleasuring me turns you on, doesn’t it? You need to come so bad you don’t know what to do with yourself, don’t you?”

I can’t stop to respond. My tongue refuses to release her.

“If you take my ass like a good boy, I’ll even play with yours.”

My ass clenches in response, but I don’t let up. I never thought I’d be into ass play like that, but the way Sara talks, the way she tastes, is hypnotic. I’ll let her do whatever the fuck she wants to me.

“You like that?” she says with a surprised lilt. “You want me to play?”

“Fuck, Sar. I love when you play.” I curve my finger just like she likes, and she shatters in my arms, squirting just like I like, right into my mouth. “You taste so good.”

“There’s lube in my suitcase.” She goes limp against the bed, coated in a sheen of sweat, her chest and her cheeks rosy.

I’m so wound up I stumble and see stars when I launch myself off the bed. But I power through, and when I have the bottle in hand, I slide my boxers down and kneel on the bed. “What position works best? From behind?”

She bites down on a sexy smile. “Why do I love this so much?”

“What?”

“It’s endearing.” She presses a hand to her heart. “The way you trust me. The way you listen.”

I frown. “Why wouldn’t I? I want you to enjoy this. And you know what you’re doing. I don’t.”

Sara leans up on her elbows, her hair cascading around her shoulders. Her nipples are pebbled, her chest heaving. “Because most men don’t listen. I love that you do. I love that you’re not intimidated by my experience.”

Desperate to touch her, I drop the bottle of lube onto the mattress and climb over her. “Not intimidated at all. You make me feel so damn good, Sara. I want to do the same for you.” I take her lips in a gentle kiss.

She nips at mine in return, turning the interaction playful. “Let’s do it this way.” She pulls back. “I want to watch your face as you sink inside me. Want you to see just how much I enjoy that perfect cock inside my ass. And this way, you can finger me while you fuck me, and I play with my clit. How does that sound?”

A bolt of lust rushes through me. “Fucking incredible.”

I kiss her again, and the simple peck turns into more. Mimicking the movements of my tongue, I grind against her and slide inside her, coating myself in her arousal. She’s soaking wet and warm and so damn tight around me. “God, I could live inside you.”

She smiles and snags the lube I threw onto the bed beside her. “Sit up and use this.” With one elbow planted on the mattress, she uses her free hand to slide off her top. It’s still bunched around her waist, exposing her tits completely.

With the bottle in hand, she pushes on my abdomen until I pop out of her.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Sara.”

She smirks. “Why? Because I’m naked, I’ve got your cock in my hand, and I’m about to teach you how to fuck my ass?”

“No.” I cup her cheek and caress her soft skin with my thumb. “Because you’re mine.”

She sucks in a surprised breath and blushes. “Okay, Romeo. Let’s do this.”

My responding laugh is cut short when she drizzles lube around the head of my cock. The cold liquid teases my nerves. When she circles my dick and squeezes, the chill turns to a heat so intense my insides ignite. And when she lines me up where she wants me, the inferno blazes.

“I’m pretty wet, so slide in easy while I play with myself.”

Beneath me, she slips her hand between her legs, and I follow her instruction, easing my cock into her tight hole. All the while, I watch her fingers circle her clit, letting the visual fuel my need for her. Her stomach tightens as I breach the first inch, and her lips part as she lets out a moan.

I tense, ready to slide back out. “Does it hurt?”

“No.” Her lashes flutter, and she smiles up at me. “I love anal. This feels so good.”

For the record, I officially love anal too. And not just because she’s squeezing me so tight I can barely breathe. But because in this position, I can bury myself inside her and watch her play with herself. My gorgeous girlfriend who takes care of me. Who asks for what she wants. I love that about her. I love her.

I sink in another inch, and she lets out a loud whimper.

“Yes, Brooks. Fuck me, please. I want you to fill my ass with your cum. Be my good boy.”

Gripping her thighs, I dig my fingers into the soft flesh and hold her open, then I do exactly as she asks. I slide in and out of her, watching as her tits bounce. It isn’t long before my balls go tight. “I need you to come, crazy girl. What do you need?”

“Your fingers,” she pants, working herself faster.

Happy to please, I spear her with two fingers and curl them just how she likes. I can feel myself through the thin wall separating my fingers and my dick. With the intrusion, she gets tighter, pushing me even closer to the edge.

“Yes,” she shouts, clenching down on me.

“That’s my girl.” Taking the cue, I pick up the pace, pounding inside her. “Squeeze me, crazy girl. Make me fill that hole until you’re dripping. Look at you. You love this. You’re panting and greedy, all because my cock is in your ass.”

“Yes, Brooks. I love it.”

I bat her hand away and slap her clit, and she shatters beneath me again, her second orgasm blending with the first. That’s all it takes to prompt mine. I close my eyes and clench my jaw as I unload inside her.

When I open my eyes, she’s watching me, jaw slack and her blue eyes hazy. “That was…”

I suck in a breath. “I know.” Gently, I slip out of her. With a soft squeeze of her thigh, I hop off the bed and head to the bathroom.

When I return with a damp washcloth for her, she’s already walking toward me. “Shower with me, baby.” She grasps my hand and leads me back into the bathroom.

Once the water is running, I pull her into my chest and hold her while we wait for it to warm. The steam that billows out and surrounds us calms my muscles and my pounding heart.

“I could fall asleep in your arms,” I whisper, dropping a kiss to her forehead.

Sara looks up at me, her gaze trusting and sure. “Promise?”

Without hesitation, I brush my lips to hers. “For the rest of our lives.”