Page 17 of No Pucking Way


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Assholes.

I stayed in the car, trying to remind myself of all the reasons we’d stayed behind in the first place—the years of missing her, of hating ourselves we’d endured.

But it wasn’t as easy as it used to be.

Not by a longshot.

* * *

I stood in the shower, scalding water slicing my skin with lashes of pain as I tried to wash off this…feeling. Like my skin was on too tight, like I was going to go crazy from not touching her.

My hand went to my dick, weakness setting in. She was on her knees in front of me, her dark hair covering her chest, rosy pink nipples peeking through, her skin slick with water.

Like every fantasy come to life.

Which maybe was easy, because every fantasy I’d ever had since I met her was about her.

She smiled sweetly at me before her hands grasped onto my dick, her touch tentative and shy. What would she think of my piercing? Her pink tongue licked her bottom lip before darting out and licking my swollen head.

She moaned like I’d just given her ice cream, and my balls tightened at the sound.

Another slide of her tongue, lapping at my slit like a cat, her hands sliding over my shaft, my balls…

Fucccck.

My hands tangled in her hair. “That’s my good girl,” I breathed as she suckled on my sensitive head, whimpering at the words that drove her crazy.

She loved being my—our–good girl.

Always had.

My hands slid down, cradling her jaw as she sucked me in deeper. Just a few more minutes and then I’d fuck her against the—

I growled as I came, calling out her name, hot cum spurting against the tile…the orgasm so intense the edges of my vision darkened.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

How was I supposed to live like this? Stay away. Live without my fucking heart.

I couldn’t come without thinking of her.

I couldn’t breathe without being near her.

It was starting to feel like I couldn’t…live without her.

After all that had happened…what the fuck was I supposed to do about that?

With or without her…

I was fucked.

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Iwasn’t stalking the hockey team.

Maybe I was stalking three of them…a little bit.

Ever since Carter stared me down during my skating session, I’d been curious about him. And then Sebastian had charged to defend me… because I was ‘part of the team’. They seemed inseparable with Jack, so I was curious about the team’s blond-haired golden boy.

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