wanted to do so much more than kiss. She vigorously nodded her head as she pulled at his shirt.
The shirt gave way to show off even better abs and that mythical ditch pointing to his crotch she'd read about in romance novels. He looked perfectly strong, and she wanted to lick her way down his abs and do all the naughty things she’d dreamt about. Words came back to her. "Holy . . ."
She was going to finish the thought with "fuck," but Petey captured her mouth with his for an ever deeper kiss. Her hand reached up and rubbed the back of his head. She loved the feel of his hair trying to poke through. He kept it buzzed pretty short. It was practically the antithesis of the classic hockey haircut.
His hands worked off her shirt and bra. While he was on top of her, she felt so damn protected and safe. He took care to keep his full weight off her while at the same time lavishing so much loving on her. He sucked her breasts. The way he massaged and licked them, she was in heaven.
Her hands moved down southward. He lifted himself up just enough so she had easy access to his belt and pants. She started to work towards getting them off. She wanted to see every last part of Petey's body. He seemed to read her mind and allowed himself to be stripped bare.
While she was surprised by how incredibly large he was, he said, "Mads, you're truly something to behold. Just as valuable as any jewel."
"What?" She wasn't expecting to be looked at like that. He was the prize, not her.
He pushed her hair off to the side, and his finger traced its way down her side. There was nothing but love in his eyes. "You're beautiful and so damn precious. Thanks for making me feel so damn lucky that you did me this favor. Now let me show you how you should protect and relish a gem."
She couldn't believe Petey. He took care to remove her remaining clothes. Then he went down on her. His hands both held her waist, cradling her torso. His mouth knew exactly what it was doing. He sucked her pussy, and his scruff created the perfect amount of friction.
She clawed at his back as she arched and her orgasm came through. She felt as if she would shatter apart with the orgasm, but the way Petey held her, there was no way that was going to happen. She was safe to let the pleasure just ripple through her.
He pulled away, and she moaned in displeasure. She was impatient. His right hand trailed down her jawline. "Don't worry. I'm ready for more. Are you?"
She nodded as she stared into his shining orbs. "Yeah."
He sheathed himself, but almost as quickly as he rolled on the condom, he used his fingers to spread her apart. In a moment, he was inside her. She couldn't believe he actually fit, and it was so easy for him to hit her g-spot. He had the perfect rhythm, and she found herself going into another orgasm. Yet again, Petey braced her and held her throughout. It was perfect.
She couldn't believe how good everything was. He cradled her, and it was nice to cuddle, to feel his warmth and love.
He whispered, "I'm sorry, but I'll be right back."
She smiled. He had to remove the condom and get cleaned up. It was utter bliss to lie there and wait for him.
She knew in that moment they weren't ever going back to just friends. Their relationship had completely transcended, and it was perfect. Now she waited for her Petey to get back to bed and cuddle her again. Plus, she knew they would have some more activities this weekend.
17
Petey
At the beginning of the year, he’d told the realtor he was most interested in homes in Lager and Scotty’s neighborhood. At the time, none were available, so even after he said he wasn’t going to look for a house right away, he wanted to be notified if anything went up for sale. So he was excited to get an email from the realtor saying that Lager’s next door neighbor just listed with him. Finding out that the house next to Lager's was on the market seemed perfect.
He loved the neighborhood that Lager and Scotty lived in. It was luxurious, but at the same time, it was family friendly. It was close to the rink and the rest of