Pucks & Penalties (Pucked) - Helena Hunting Page 0,36

swirls her tongue around it, showing me exactly what she plans to do to me. She pushes my boxers down until the head peeks out. Lily keeps her eyes on mine as she kisses the tip.

Her lips are so soft. I’m pretty sure my longevity will take a shot if she blows me, and I’m mostly okay with that. Then Lily engulfs the entire head and does an around-the-world with her tongue, adding some suction. It feels incredible. Like, out of this world.

I must make some kind of noise or say something, because she pops off and asks, “Is that okay?”

I nod, mostly because I’m worried if I use real words they’re going to come out high-pitched and pre-pubescent sounding.

“I can do it again?” she asks, her lips sweeping the head as she speaks.

“Yeah. That’d be great.”

She repeats the same lick, swirl, suck pattern a bunch of times before she tugs on my boxers. “I can take these off now?”

Only the head is exposed. If she takes my boxers off, she’s going to see the mess under there. She nuzzles me and kisses the head again. She doesn’t wait for a response, maybe because she knows I can’t give her one.

“Eyes on me,” she whispers.

She holds my gaze as she pulls my boxers down and keeps her lips on my skin. Eventually she has to look away, and when she does, I can see the moment she notices how prominent the scar is that runs from my right hip to my groin.

She looks up again and starts kissing her way across the scar. When her chin hits my cock, her gaze shifts down. I wait for her to push away, to have some kind of disgusted reaction to what she’s seeing, because there’s nothing hiding what’s going on.

Instead she presses her lips to the heavy scar. “Does that feel okay?”

“Yeah.” I say, hands still balled into fists.

Lily licks up the shaft, over the scars and back down again, slow and soft.

She keeps stroking me with her tongue, like she’s eating her favorite kind of ice cream and doesn’t want to stop. When she takes the head in her mouth and keeps going until it hits the back of her throat, I shove my hands in her hair.

It’s exactly the image I had in my head earlier today. Except it’s real.

“Okay?” Lily asks in a voice muffled by my cock in her mouth.

I stroke her cheek. “So fucking good.”

I need to find a way to get Lily to move to Chicago, because this is a woman I don’t want to be without.

Forever Pucked Deleted Scene

The Perfect Place for Buddy

“MAYBE WE SHOULD just elope.” I’m not sure if it sounds like I’m kidding or not.

Violet lifts her head, her eyes wide. “You’re kidding, right?”

I tuck strands of wet hair behind her ear and trace the line of her jaw. “I don’t have to be.”

“I don’t have a dress.”

I follow the contour of her bottom lip with my thumb. Jesus, I love this woman. “We can buy you one.”

“You’re serious?”

“As serious as you are about keeping me out of your Area 51.”

Violet sits up. She’s wearing a hotel robe. It gapes in the front and most of her right boob falls out. “I’m only mostly serious about that.”

“What? You mean you’d let me in there?” I sit up, too, and stick my hand in the gap in her robe, palming a breast, ready to make all of my fantasies come true.

“Hold on there, trigger.” Violet puts a hand on my face and pushes me back down. “I don’t mean with the Super MC. He’s huge. And there’s special lube and stuff for that, which we don’t have. I mean maybe we can use some more fingers, or, like, a toy—eventually.”

“That’d be a great place to put Buddy…” That’s exactly where I’d like to see that fucking dildo go. I would derive so much satisfaction, in so many ways, from watching that stupid beaver face disappear inside her ass.

“Wow. You’re totally serious about that. I honestly don’t understand the fascination with trying to get something that big into a hole that small.” She pokes my hard-on.

“That is the fascination, Violet.”

“You know, I’ve done some reading recently about this.”

“Oh, really?” I lean against the headboard. “And what did you discover?”

“You’re the one with the prostate gland, not me. So if anyone should be putting things where the sun don’t shine, it should me giving you a dose of Buddy, not the other way around.” She