Page 95 of Puck Honey


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“It’s fine, baby. You need your sleep. You don’t have to wait up for me.” Her ass traveled up and down my shaft. “You fishing for action right now?”

To date, we’d never done anything before she went off to work. It was always too damn early. But I missed her and her ass felt so good against me.

“If we can make it quick,” she said.

“I could get down for a quickie.” That meant I needed to warm her up first. I sunk my head under the sheets, teasing up Jessie’s inner thigh with my teeth. She wasn’t messing around, lowering herself right onto my face before I could get there. “Damn, baby, just getting right to it.”

Her hand raked into my hair as I devoured her. She flipped the covers back to watch me, the first I’d seen of those hazel eyes since I got home. Her sighs got louder and more desperate, then she was calling me up to her.

“Need you now, Ben,” she panted. She turned to her side again, inviting me behind her. “This one good for you?”

“Sweet Cheeks, I’ve wanted this one every single time I woke up with my cock between your cheeks.”

She feigned a gasp. “You said you didn’t want to fuck me all those times.”

I laughed into her neck, where I left a trail of tender, wet kisses. “I lied,” I growled.

I pressed into her, overwhelmed by her velvety heat. I reached a hand around to massage her clit. “Good God, baby, you feel amazing.”

“Keep going,” she begged. “Give me more.”

“Who you askin’?”

“You,” she sighed.

I slapped her clit, not hard, but enough to give her a rush of pleasure hopefully. “But who am I, baby?”

She turned to look at me with a smirk. “Give me more, Daddy.”

“That’s more like it.” My hand went to her throat, propping myself up on my bottom elbow to watch her. I rocked into her ruthlessly. She smiled as I squeezed her throat, shoving her hips closer to me. “Got my girl back. Were you a good girl while I was gone?”

“Maybe,” she said with a look that told me she wanted to provoke me. This was a game.

“Brat.” I pulled out of her to her whine. “Face down. Ass up.”

Shockingly, she obeyed, swaying her hips from side to side in the air. I settled my hands on her ass. “I’ll give you one more chance. Were you a good girl while I was gone?”

She looked over her shoulder to challenge me, arching her back to push her ass out more. “No.”

I spanked her, first on one side, then the other, rapid fire. She cried out as her ass cheeks went red from my hands.

“You learn your lesson yet, baby?”

“No.”

I gave it to her again, her response getting louder, and louder still when I rammed back into her sweet pussy.

“Ben,” she breathed. “It’s too good.” I slipped my hand into her hair and pulled her up from where her chest was pressed into the mattress. I leaned over her back, growling in her ear as she went on all fours.

“You forget you were mine?”

“Never,” she grinned, following up with a satisfied hum, dropping her mouth open further. She was loud as hell and I loved every second of it.

“Only a slut would moan around my cock like that. Are you my good little slut?”

“Always.” Then I sat back on my heels, thrusting into her and holding her hips as she glanced at me over her shoulder. “How’s the view?”

“Fucking. Gorgeous,” I panted. “I wish you could see how pretty you look like this, taking it so good for me.”