Sincerely, The Puck Bunny (Totally Pucked #2)(59)

It happens so quickly, I blink, and suddenly were mauling each other like teenagers, but the dull ache between my thighs, only seems to worsen with each second his mouth is hot against my skin. His tongue, skillful as ever, traces a fiery path down my throat as he nips at the skin, causing me to arch from the door, leaning against him.

Somehow in the hazy fog of lust that’s taken over my brain, I manage to break away and suck in a lungful of air as he kisses down my throat to the deep V of my t-shirt.

Maybe it’s the wine, or maybe it’s the raging hormones that have seemingly taken over my body since having Olive, but I want more. I need more. I need him.

“More,” I pant when his fingers brush over my taut nipples, straining against the material of my bra.

“Wait, wait,” he says roughly, pulling back and trying to catch his breath.

My eyes widen. “What? No, no waiting.” I try and pull him back to me, but he shakes his head then groans.

I can feel the deep vibration all the way through his body to my aching core.

“You have no idea how badly I want you, Maddison, how badly I want to bury my cock inside of you. But I am trying to be a good man. You said you wanted to take things slow.”

Sighing heavily, I drop my head back against the door and groan, “I take it back, everything I said. I mean, honestly, we had a kid before you even knew my phone number, that’s not exactly slow, Wilson.”

He laughs. “Mmm, are we going to use nicknames now? I like this. How about Daddy instead?”

“Hard no from me.” I sigh.

Instead of continuing, he drops a sweet lingering kiss to my lips and slowly lowers me to the floor. I have a raging case of lady blue balls right now, but he’s right.

Sex wouldn’t tell me everything I want to learn about him.

“Trust me, when the time is right, I’m going to worship every inch of your body, Maddison.” His words drip with arousal, and it does nothing but cause my clit to tingle in anticipation.

“Stop it.”

This time, he grins cheekily. He knows exactly what he’s doing. He glances down at the large black watch on his wrist that I’m only now noticing, since I haven’t been able to pull my eyes off him since he walked through the door.

“Plus, Ty and Kyle are going to be here any minute with Olive. The last thing I want to do is start something I can’t finish. I wanted to ask you, I have this thing… a team thing. All of the guys will be there with their wives and girlfriends. I know it’s kind of soon, but would you wanna come? It’s casual.”

I chew my lip nervously as I think about it. Am I ready to face Briggs’ team? My heart stutters at the thought of them discovering who I am. Can you imagine how angry they’d be? Now more than ever, I hate that I ever started The Puck Bunny. And this seems to be the opposite of slow, but in true us fashion…We seem to do everything but move slowly.

“No pressure at all, but I’d love for you to be there. And I want them all to meet Olive, you know, aside from the guys. Their wives are dying to meet her.”

I can hear in his voice how badly he wants us to be there, which is why I ultimately agree.

“Okay, sure.”

“Really?” His eyes light up

I nod. “As long as you’re sure.”

“You have no idea how badly I want you both there. This seems too good to be true… at least for me.”

It’s the second time in the past week he’s been vulnerable with me. The second time that guilt has washed over me so powerfully that my knees feel weak, as if the ground might fall from beneath my feet.

A secret tore us apart once before, and if I’m not honest, it’ll tear us apart again.





Twenty Two





“Are you nervous?” I ask. She’s sitting in the front seat of my truck, wearing a fitted tank and tight dark jeans that accentuate her waist, making my cock stir.

She shakes her head no, but I can see the way she’s fidgeting with her fingers, picking at the purple polish on her nails. Even though we haven’t made this a big deal… it is. It’s our first public outing together, and even though it’s just the team and their families, it still feels huge.

It’s a giant step in our relationship, which is still brand-new, but even still, I can’t wait for everyone to meet her and my Olive girl. Reaching over the console, I pick her hand up and lace my fingers through hers, then bring the back of her hand to my mouth and place my lips there gently.

“Don’t be nervous. They’re going to love you. Actually, everyone will probably just obsess over Olive, so I think we’re going to be off the hook.”

That makes her laugh. Low and feminine, I love the sound. So fucking much I want to hear it again, and again. I’ll never get tired of hearing it.

“That makes me feel slightly better,” she says quietly. The entire ride she’s been silent, but the way she clasps my hand tighter makes me feel better.

After a few more minutes, I pull off the highway into Reed’s gated driveway. He and Holland are hosting today, mostly because, out of all of us, Reed’s house is the largest, and Holland loves to be extra with his sister, Emery, when it comes to get-togethers and parties. Well, it’s mostly Emery, and she just makes Holland help her.

“Wow,” Maddison breathes once the heavy black iron gates swing open and the two and a half story Acadian-style home comes into view. Painted a bright white with black shutters and a wrap-around porch, it looks like something out of a magazine.