Page 151 of Perfect Pucking Match


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God, I need him.

I want him so bad.

And as if he’s heard my prayers, his hand begins to run up my inner thigh, going right to the source of where I need him most. He presses his open palm over my panties, ensuring they get nice and soaked. But it’s when he swipes my panties to the side, and I hear the sound of a zipper that reality finally makes an appearance.

I place my hands on his shoulders and shake my head.

“I can’t,” I tell him, hating the look of hurt and disappointment that appears on his gorgeous face.

“But you want to,” he says gruffly, and though I’m not sure if he meant it as a question or just plainly stating a fact, I nod nevertheless.

“I do,” I reply, my voice coming out hot and heavy on my tongue.

“But you can’t because ofhim.”

The way he says that last word sounds like a curse, and right now, it feels like one, too.

I nod.

“I’m not a cheater. I’m just not. I’m sorry.”

My eyes sting both in sadness and frustration.

It’s more than obvious to me now that I don’t love Coop.

If I did, I wouldn’t be seconds away from asking—no, begging—Nate to take me right here, right now, in my old childhood room while my entire family is downstairs celebrating Christmas Eve.

Nate lets out a deep exhale before his eyelids close.

But it’s when he opens them again that my willpower starts to shake at its very foundation.

“You’re so fucking good, Lottie. So good,” he mumbles, our gazes locked together. “Let someone else be good to you for a change.”

When the back of his hand runs up and down my soaked slit, I almost come on a sob.

“Nate,” I beg, holding onto his shoulders for dear life.

“I understand,” he coos as his thumb lightly caresses my clit. “You’re a woman who would never do anything against her moral code. And I fucking love that about you,” he continues to say huskily while toying with my sensitive nub. “But I can’t just walk away from this room now. Not when I see you suffering. Not when I know you want to come more than you want to breathe. So, you stay good, my sweet Lottie, while I’ll be bad instead.”

And suddenly, I lose my grip on his shoulders as Nate goes to his knees in front of me.

“Oh, my God!”

I bite down on my fist as he hooks my leg over his broad shoulder and covers my pussy with his mouth. He uses his index finger to tease my entrance as his teeth graze over my swollen clit before sucking it into his mouth entirely. My eyesight begins to blur as he eats me out with such fervor that it feels a lot like worship. And just as I’m getting used to his torturous rhythm, Nate thrusts another digit inside me, fucking me with his fingers with punishing force as I stand there utterly helpless against the door.

Unable to keep myself up as he devours me like this, my legs begin to tremble. Sensing my anguish, he lowers just a bit more and swings my other leg onto his other shoulder, taking the brunt of all my weight. I’m not a skinny girl by any standards, so he can hold me on his shoulders without his tongue missing abeat on my clit, only increasing the heat of the burning furnace within me.

All of this is wrong, and for the life of me, I can’t think of a reason to care. Nate plays with my pussy, bending it to its will as if he knew all its secrets. My hands hold onto the strands of his brown hair, my nails sinking into his scalp.

“Fuck,” he groans, both in pain and delight.

With his free hand, he grabs my ass cheek so tightly that I’m sure he’ll leave the impression of his fingers on it. I look down and moan when I see his face completely hidden from my view, too overcome with desire to even come up for air.

I’m so close now.

So close.

And when his fingers crook into a hook inside me, his tongue continuously lashing at my clit, I come undone, shattering in a million pieces while Nate laps at my pussy like a starving man. He lets out a growl, his fingers digging into the tender flesh of my ass while his two digits continue to pound into my pussy, making sure to prolong my orgasm for all its worth.

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