Sincerely, The Puck Bunny (Totally Pucked #2)(14)

“Briggs,” she begs.

I hear the desperation in her voice, see the way her chest rises and falls in short, shallow pants. Her hands fist the sheets beside her body as my fingers tease her. She’s wound tight and desperate for release.

“You have the most beautiful pussy,” I praise. I trail my lips up the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh, grinning when she wiggles against my lips. I kiss upwards toward the spot that will relieve the ache; sections at a time, I drag my teeth along her skin.

“So pink and pretty.” Continuing my path, I pause at the apex of her thighs and flatten my tongue against her, swiping upward torturously slow.

“Oh god.”

“Not God, baby, but I’ll worship you if you let me.”

I begin to lap at her pussy with slow, languid strokes of my tongue. Her hips buck when I latch on to her clit and suck, hard. Pushing one finger inside of her, I groan when she tightens around me.

God, she’s so fucking tight and drenched. My finger slides in easily, and when I suck on the little bud, flicking it with my tongue, she contracts around my finger.

I feast on her pussy like it’s a thanksgiving dinner fit for a king; over and over, I fuck her with my finger while I tease and lap at her clit, savoring the sweet taste of her on my tongue. When she begins to tense beneath me, I flatten my palm over her stomach to hold her still while I devour her.

Maddison’s hands fist in my hair, yanking me closer to her. “I’m going to….” She trails off breathlessly.

“Going to what, baby? Let me hear it. I want to hear the words from your mouth.” My voice is hoarse. Demanding and rough.

I want to hear her say that I’m making her come. That it’s me who’s bringing her the bolt of pleasure erupting deep within her.

“Tell me, Maddison.”

“I’m going to come. God, Briggs, I’m...”

I pull her clit between my teeth gently and tug, just as I slide another finger inside of her and curl them up, stroking inside her in a torturously slow motion.

“That’s it, baby, come on my face.” I rasp, praising her. “Good girl.”

The second the words leave my mouth, her body coils tight, the muscles in her thighs going taut as she pulses around my tongue. She comes so hard; her pussy seems to clamp down on my fingers. I continue to stroke inside of her while working my tongue against her clit until it’s too sensitive to continue, and she begins to thrash in my arms. Only then do I pull my fingers free of her body. Our eyes connect and I insert them into my mouth greedily, sucking her off of my fingers.

Even after she just came, she looks at me with heat in her eyes. This is far from over.

“Briggs...”

A loud, clanging sound echoes around the room, causing us to both jump.

“What in the hell is that?” I screech.

Maddison throws her head back and laughs, sitting up on her elbows, causing arousal to flare again inside of me at the sight of her tits. The perfect handfuls that I need over and over.

“That is Gram’s breakfast bell.”

“A breakfast bell?”

She nods. “You get used to it. It means breakfast is ready and set up in the dining room.” She pulls her plump lip between her teeth. “Guess that means we’ll have to pick this back up later.”

Her cheeks are pink. The flush seemingly going down her neck to the tops of her breasts.

I lean over her body, hovering to where we’re aligned, but not quite touching. My cock is throbbing against the waistband of my briefs, but it looks like we’ve been called to breakfast, so down buddy.

“Guess so.” I drop my lips to hers and kiss her slow and deep. It’s a promise because this isn't over.

“I can’t believe we just did that,” she whispers, flopping down from her elbows, “but, I have to say. You are very talented.”

I laugh. “That so?”

She nods then sits up, rights her bra and finds her t-shirt before pulling it over her head. A wide grin spreads on her lips before she leans forward and gives me a quick peck against my lips and slides off the bed. “See you at breakfast.”

When she disappears through the door, I collapse back on the bed and give my dick a moment to calm down.

Fuck.

This girl. She’s goddamn incredible. Her smile, her sass, her body, fuck, the way she tastes on my lips lingers even after she’s gone. The way she laughs at my corny-ass jokes and sees me as a person, not just a hockey player with a fat bank account. I feel like I can just be... Me. Like even though we’re complete strangers, she still has the ability to make me feel so at ease, just being the guy I am.

Walking into this inn, the last thing I expected was to meet a girl, let alone a girl who blew in like the storm we both were just caught in. The truth is, she’s the first full breath of fresh air I’ve breathed in a long fucking time.

It both terrifies and exhilarates me.





Six





After what was supposed to be a quick shower, but ultimately ended up being much longer due to the fact that I couldn’t stop obsessing over Maddison and the way she tasted on my lips, I change into a fresh t-shirt and shorts, then head down the stairs for breakfast.

The dining room, if I remember correctly, is off to the side of the main room. I take my time making it there because as I’m walking, I stumble across some photos on the main hallway that I’m convinced are of Maddison.