Forever Pucked (Pucked 4)

“Violet?” Alex’s voice is rough.

“Mmm?” I mumble since his dick is taking up all the room in my mouth.

“Are you getting off with that damn vibrator?”

“Mm-hmm.” I nod, in case he can’t understand my response, and then moan again.

He cups my face in both hands and pulls me off his cock. I make a loud, wet, slurping sound and drool on myself.

“I make you come,” he says.

“Always.” It’s more moan than word. I’m so turned on and so damn close.

He shakes his head and pulls me up off my knees. “No, I mean this weekend. Every orgasm you have I’m going to be responsible for.”

He makes me let go of Buddy and pulls it out, tossing it across the room. It’s still vibrating, so it makes a buzzing sound as it bumps around on the floor, like it’s searching for a home, which was my vagina a few seconds ago.

“Alex! I was right there!”

“And you’ll be right there again.” He shoves my suitcase on the floor and lifts me by the waist, tossing me onto the bed.

Holy shit. I have no idea what he’s going to do, but I have a feeling it’s going to be a whole lot better than anything I would have achieved with Buddy.

Alex follows me onto the bed, tilts my head back, and kisses me, hard. I groan. When he breaks the kiss he skims my cheek with his nose. “Who loves you, baby?”

“You do,” I breathe.

“And who do you love?”

“You.”

“That’s right. You love me.”

“And the Super MC.”

Alex grins. “He loves you back. Who takes care of you?”

“You do.”

His lips barely touch mine. “And who do you take care of?”

I run my hands down his chest. “You. I take care of you.”

“Yes, and you do it well. So you’re gonna let me take care of you now, aren’t you?”

I said something similar to him after the accident, but it sounds way sexier now. I nod as much as I can with the way he’s holding the back of my head.

“And you can take care of me.”

Alex turns me around so my back is to his chest. Spreading my knees, he leans back and straddles me over his chest. I’m not sure what his plan is until he readjusts my position so my beaver is right over his face.

Oh my God. We’re about to sixty-nine. On the plus side, I’m going to have a dick in my mouth to muffle all my moans. Alex bites the back of my thighs and then my ass before he works his way closer to my beaver.

I take his cock in my hand and start stroking, licking around the head at the same time as his tongue circles my clit. And then he’s rubbing my beaver button with his fingers and fucking me with his tongue while I suck and moan and try not to make too much noise when I come all over his face.

My mouth is suddenly empty of cock, and I find myself on all fours.

“Do you want this, baby?” Alex rubs the head of his cock over my clit and back toward my entrance.

“Please.” Sweet Christ, I need his dick again.

He eases inside, one slow inch at a time. I bury my face in the sheets to stop the sound from carrying. I’m not so sure I’m successful. Alex palms my ass and starts thrusting, slow and torturous. And then I feel his thumb. It’s right there, pressing against the base of his cock, close to my Area 51.

“Alex,” I warn. But I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel kind of good.

“I’m not going to go anywhere you don’t want me to,” he reassures me.

He moves his thumb up a little, and there’s pressure, like he’s right there, covering the Area 51 zone, but he’s not breaching it. I reach down and rub the beaver button. My whole body is shaking with the beginnings of an orgasm.

I’m definitely not quiet when I moan his name, and of course, I tell him I love his cock.

When my arms give out, Alex lies on top of me and keeps going. This time he kisses me when I come so I can’t profess my cock love loudly, for everyone to hear.

About thirty seconds after Alex comes there’s a knock on the door.

“Hey, Violet.” It’s Charlene. “When you’re finished loving Alex’s cock, get dressed. We’re going to the bar.”

I guess I was right about not being quiet. Maybe Lily and Randy were smart to get their own room.18The Best-Laid PlansALEXEveryone stops what they’re doing as we come out of the bedroom fifteen minutes later. Fully dressed. Lance must’ve come up to the suite while Violet and I were getting busy for the third time, because the guys are playing pool, and the girls are sitting on the couch channel surfing. Even Lily and Randy are here.