“I was kinda hoping you’d say that.” He smiles, lifting his hips to help me slide his sweatpants down his hips.
When Tucker’s cock springs free, I can’t hide my surprise. I expected him to be big after what the other girls said and after touching him through his pants. But the reality of his huge size still causes a gasp to slip out of my mouth.
“Oh my God, Tucker.”
The Cove Knights’ goalie isn’t the shy type. I’ve always seen him joking, laughing, and exuding confidence. So seeing him blush is another surprise.
“I swear I can be gentle, baby.”
Of that, I have no doubt. “I know. But you must admit that’s alot.”
His cock isn’t just long and thick, it’s also nice to look at. I’ve never thought of dicks as a good-looking thing, but Tucker’s is perfectly proportioned to his size. The head is round and smooth, a slightly darker pink than the rest of his package. His shaft is encased by smooth, silky skin; a vein is slightly raised on one side. His balls are symmetrical and his skin tightens as I cup them gently in my hand.
“Fuck. That feels good.”
His shaft pulses when I close my fingers around the base, tugging my way to the top and teasing the smooth patch of skin under the crown.
“If you keep touching me like that,” he bites out. “I’m not sure we’ll get to do anything else, baby. I told you I haven’t been with anyone in almost a year and you turn me on so much that I don’t think I’m gonna last very long, anyway.”
I pout a little. “So what you’re telling me is that I’m not allowed to taste you too?”
“If you wrap those pretty lips around my cock, I’m gonna come in two seconds. I’m sorry, I’m too worked up right now.”
“Ok, then.” I sigh. “I’m going to take you into my mouth next time. I want to feel you inside me too much to risk it right now.”
Tucker grabs my hips, a low growl rumbling from his throat. “You have no idea how much I’ve been dreaming about you riding my cock, baby.”
Excitement courses through me, and a little anxiety at the thought of taking Tucker’s huge cock as he lines himself up with my entrance. The blunt head of his erection touches me, hisskin warm and smooth, and I feel myself getting wetter. I know Tucker won’t hurt me.
The desire that’s blazing in his dark blue eyes reverberates through me as I hold on to his broad shoulders to keep my balance.
“You need to tell me if I’m hurting you, baby.” He murmurs as he begins pushing inside me and driving my hips down, but he stops mid-thrust without actually entering me. “Fuck. Condom.”
He’s right.
“Oh. I forgot about that.” I groan.
For a second, neither of us moves. A part of me is considering telling him that I’m on birth control and we can go without.
But Tucker helps me off his lap with gentle hands. “I should have some in my room. Maybe we could move this whole show to my bed, just in case the guys decide to come home early.”
“Ok.” I hadn’t thought about that. And while Colsen has seen me naked and Nash has seen most of me too, I would be mortified if Mack walked in on me and Tucker.
And there’s the fact that I’m involved with all three of them. Or I am with Colsen, Nash is a little more complicated. Regardless, it's one thing being ok with me dating all three of them; another thing is being confronted with the stark reality of it.
I lift the spaghetti straps of my dress back up my shoulders and smooth the skirt down my hips.
“Baby, what are you doing?” Tucker laces his fingers with mine. “I was hoping you’d take that dress off, not put it back on. Did you change your mind?”
I shake my head. “No. I just did it without thinking. I guess you can undress me again.”
His smile comes back as he pulls me closer. “Sounds like a plan. Do you think we should bring Baety? She’s been asleep, but I don’t know if we can trust her in the living room by herself.”
“Maybe.” I agree. “I guess it’s better to keep her close.”
Tucker lets go of my hand and goes to lift the small dog bed off the couch. The movement, however, wakes up the duckling.
Quack.
