Puck Battles: A Complete Sports Romance Series

by Kristen Echo

  The long dry spell was broken.

  His mouth opened and covered hers. She responded, and their tongues tangled. Using a precise amount of pressure and suction, he drove her wild. She purred like a kitten as he pet the inside of her mouth with even strokes. The slow and controlled kiss was far better than she’d dared imagine.

  Lost in the enjoyment of a great first kiss, the water turned cold, and she shivered. Without breaking their connection, Luka pulled the plug and lifted her from the water. “Tell me what you want?”

  No one had asked her what she wanted in a long time. Jill rested her forehead against his. “Whatever you want,” she provided her conditioned response.

  “I want all of you,” he said in a voice so low and seductive it sent goosebumps trailing down her arms.

  She remained plastered to him as he carried her out of the bath. “You can have me. All of me.”

  A trail of water lead to the bed where he placed her gently onto the mattress. The leisurely kiss turned more heated. He covered her body and settled between her open legs. Their lips never separated as her hands roamed his sculpted back. She gripped his ass hard and moaned when his cock rubbed between her legs. Thrusting her pelvis against his erection, she coated him in her arousal.

  Tearing her lips from his, she gazed into his rich brown eyes. “Please tell me you have a condom. I don’t have any. I hadn’t expected to meet anyone.”

  He nodded and left her to collect the protection from his wallet. “One won’t be enough,” he said with the sexiest smirk painted on his face.

  A handful of rubbers scattered across the bed beside her. Luka didn’t pounce on her as she expected. He stood next to the bed and stroked his cock. Teasing her. Every light in the room was on, allowing her to see every defined inch of him. There were bruises and scars mingled among the deep ridges of muscles. He looked badass and hands down the sexiest man she’d ever laid eyes on.

  Irrational desire swept through her. If she didn’t have him inside her within the next few seconds, she might explode. Jill sat and grabbed a condom, ripping it open. “Screw foreplay. Right now, I need you inside me. Lie down.”

  Lifting onto her knees and crooking her finger, she beckoned him to rejoin her on the bed. He did as requested, sprawling his big body on his back for her to mount. She wasted no time straddling him and touching his cock for the first time. Gripping it with both hands, she admired his manhood. Hot, hard and smooth. It glistened from her wetness. She rolled the condom over him, pressed the tip against her clit and circled her hips a few times.

  Her eyes rolled back, and she moaned. “Feels so good.”

  “Jill.” He gnashed his teeth as she slipped the head of his cock inside her.

  The exquisite stretch caused her to pause. She relished the moment of control. The passion and desire staring back at her fueled her inner beast. She sank down slowly, savoring every inch until he filled her to the hilt. Then she let loose.

  Luka cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples. His eyes were locked with hers. She leaned back with her hands on his legs and bounced on his cock. Up and down. Over and over. His cock knocked against her G-spot.

  They started slow, adjusting to each other. Their speed increased and combined moans grew louder. She slammed down as he thrust up. “Luka, I’m going to come. I’m so close,” she panted.

  His breaths were heavy, matching her own. “Come with me.” He trailed his fingers down her body and flicked her clit. Once. Then again only harder.

  She couldn’t stop the orgasm that burst from inside her. A rollercoaster rush of sensations traveled through her. Everything tightened, winding her and obliterating all loneliness. Jill shouted his name. Luka’s face scrunched as he released. She leaned forward and captured his lips. Her hands landed beside his head as her pelvis ground against him, coaxing every drop of pleasure from him.

  Luka kissed her with an urgency she hadn’t expected. His tongue invaded as his body stilled. He pulled her closer until her arms gave out. Then he rolled on top of her. Mashing his hips into her. His cock was still rock hard. Within a few minutes, another orgasm blossomed.

  “You are amazing. I’ve never come that fast before. Not even as a boy.” He pulled his cock out, removed the condom and replaced it with another. “I might never let you go.”

  She wiped the sweat from her brow and sighed as he entered her again. “I wouldn’t call that fast. It was just right.” Her shoulders relaxed against the bed as she played with the soft bristles of his beard.

  “Even more beautiful when you’re relaxed. This time we’ll go slow,” he said, pushing all the way in. He closed his eyes and his rugged handsomeness nearly shot her to the moon again. “I hope you’re not tired because we won’t be sleeping for a long time.”

  Their lips pressed together. Every part of them touched and connected. Slow and sensual thrusts followed by sweet talk, dirty talk and everything in between. Luka was in his prime and showed her over and over what her body was capable of. For the next few hours, Jill learned what happiness felt like again.

  Chapter 4

  One eye opened as her internal clock sounded. Without looking at the time, she knew it was five thirty. Years of waking early with Terry had conditioned her to rise before the sun. Jill stretched her arms above her head, and her body screamed in protest.

  Wet suction tugged at her nipple. An erotic jolt fired towards her core, erasing any aches. She opened both eyes and saw the top of Luka’s head as he feasted on her breast. The whiskers on his face rubbed against her chest. Beards weren’t usually her thing, but Luka pulled it off.

  “Good morning,” she said, massaging his scalp.

  A sleepy haze lingered in her vision. She suspected they hadn’t been sleeping for long. A few hours at most. Her body still tingled from multiple orgasms. As his hand settled between her legs, another one built.

  “It is,” he mumbled between her breasts. He pushed two fingers inside her as his mouth covered her other nipple, flicking the tip with his tongue. His thumb circled her clit, causing her body to arch into his touch.

  Her moans echoed through the room. The attention he lavished to her body left its mark in her heart. One night with Luka had changed everything. Whether he meant it to happen or not. She didn’t want their time to end. She could get used to him far too easily.

  Heat bloomed as he worked her over. Her hips lifted to meet his hand, brazenly seeking release. “Rub my clit faster. I’m close. So, close.”

  The pressure increased until a euphoric explosion spread from her core to the tips of her toes. Her legs shook as he continued to rub. He wasn’t done. The hairs on his chin tickled their way down her torso and between her spread thighs. He lapped at her release until he brought her to the brink again.

  “Luka,” she hissed when he latched onto her pleasure center and sucked hard.

  The sensitive area couldn’t handle the added attention. She thrashed from side to side, but he moved with her. With the sheets fisted in her hands, she braced for the inevitable. Another even more vibrant display of fireworks went off. She quivered in places she’d forgotten existed.

  He licked every morsel of ecstasy from her body and smiled after. His mustache shined from her juices. “Waking up next to you is a great way to start a new day,” he said.

  The accent was even sexier after not hearing him speak for a short while. She wanted to crawl over to him and lick him from head to toe, but she couldn’t move. “Feel the same way about you,” she panted. “I honestly can’t remember the last time I started my day like this. Maybe never.”

  He sat back on his heels and peeled the covers back. His cock stood proud, waving hello. “You do crazy things to my body,” he said, fisting his shaft. “Look at me. See what you do.”

  Magnificent. She gazed longingly at him and smiled. “Bring yourself closer to me.” Rolling onto her side, she patted the pillows. “I want to see how you work yourself into a frenzy.”

  Luka slithered on his knees t
owards her, stopping inches from her mouth. She licked her lips as he pumped his erection. Rough, even strokes. She covered his hand and followed his rhythm. Her other hand rubbed and squeezed his balls. He responded to the increased pressure of her fist. She was eager to give him what he needed. The speed increased. Luka let go, and she took over. He gripped the headboard as she pleasured him.

  “Do you want to taste me?”

  Her mouth covered him seconds before he erupted. She swallowed his release and licked him clean. When she finished, he was still semi-hard.

  The smell of sex filled the hotel room. His salty flavor lingered on her tongue. She liked all of it. She planted a kiss against his tip and fell back against the pillows. “Do you ever get soft?”

  He looked down and shrugged his shoulders. “It will happen when you’re not around. I am more than satisfied. How about you?” He leaned down and cupped her cheek with his large, calloused hand.

  Jill laughed at the genuine concern on his face. As if he thought he hadn’t pleased her. “You were fantastic. Amazing even. Luka, you may have ruined me for other men.”

  The last sentence was meant to ease his mind, but it rang true. Unlike her ex, Luka listened and tended to her needs above his own. He made her feel like a goddess; more than a rundown housewife.

  “I like that,” he said, pressing their lips together.

  Not long enough. One chaste kiss and he bounced out of bed, jostling her. He disappeared into the bathroom without closing the door. The partition was left open, allowing no privacy as he whistled and emptied his bladder.

  Jill glanced at her purse on the other bed. She darted over and checked her phone. An image of her kids stared back at her. She slapped her forehead.

  What had she done?

  Sex with a stranger was not the way to reunite her family. This was the opposite. She dropped the phone on her lap. A quick rummage through her suitcase and she found panties. She pulled them on and yelped as Luka returned.

  Strong hands landed on her shoulder. “Everything okay?”

  Looking into Luka’s eyes, all the trepidation faded. Being with him wasn’t a mistake and she wouldn’t regret it. Not one moment. “I’m hungry. Can you join me for breakfast before my flight?”

  One meal wouldn’t change their fate. This encounter was one time only. Once back home, they’d never see each other again. Her brain knew the score, but she wasn’t ready to say goodbye.

  “Do we have time to shower?” He ran his fingers down her arm.

  A shower with Luka would mean more sex. It would create more intimacy and more confusion. She shook her head. “I doubt it. I don’t have much time.”

  He sniffed the air by her head. “You smell like me and sex.” He smiled, then smelled himself. “I stink only of sex. I need more you.”

  Her giggle ricocheted around the room as he tackled her to the mattress. Their bodies collided, and he rubbed his face in her hair. His hands went for her underwear. They wrestled until he pulled her panties off.

  Her cheeks hurt from smiling. “What are you doing?” She tried to rip them from his hands and failed.

  “Making sure your scent sticks to me. I like it.” He brought the fabric to his nose and inhaled.

  Pushing him away, she got off the bed. “You’re insane. You can keep my panties. Weirdo.”

  Secretly, she loved that he wanted to keep a piece of her close. Jill let him take his souvenir without more protest. Reaching into her suitcase, she grabbed a change of clothes and dressed slowly.

  Luka sat on the opposite bed, amid their tangled sheets and watched her. His gaze never left her body as she pulled on new red, lace undergarments. She liked having his eyes on her.

  “Is the hotel restaurant okay?” she asked, slipping a dress over her head.

  “Nah. There’s a small place a few blocks from here that makes the best sausages in the city,” he said, pulling on his pants. His tank top lay discarded on the floor by the unused dresser.

  She beat him to it and stomped on the fabric, stopping him from picking it up. “Only seems fair we trade.”

  Bending over, she picked it up. Her hands wrapped around the red fabric, refusing to let go as he tried to pry it free. They played tug-of-war for a moment, which ended with them on the bed and her on top. Their lips finished the conversation. He tucked his shirt into her bag, letting her keep a souvenir as well.

  “We both have places to be my beautiful Jill. I would like to feed you before we part ways.”

  The reality hit her hard. After breakfast, they’d go their separate ways. Her focus would return to her kids and helping Terry make it through the playoffs. She wasn’t looking forward to attending more hockey games with a fake smile plastered on her face. She forced a smile as they put on their shoes and she grabbed her purse.

  Luka zipped his jacket over his naked torso and threaded their fingers together. “Why do you look sad? Do you not want to go for food? Or is it something else?”

  “Has anyone ever told you how perceptive you are?” She was not ready to admit she would miss him.

  He kissed her palm. “We will meet again when time permits.”

  She chuckled half-heartedly. “I live on the east coast and you’re here. Let’s not make promises we can’t keep.”

  His eyes narrowed like a fierce warrior in battle. “I told you I get what I want. We’re not finished. Not even a little.” He smacked her ass, and she yelped.

  He lifted his hood and handed her a light jacket.

  They left the hotel holding hands like a couple. The restaurant wasn’t much to look at from the outside. A two-story brick building surrounded by skyscrapers. Inside was clean and as narrow as a hallway. The aroma of maple syrup and bacon made her mouth water. Instead of sitting across from one another, they sat side by side in the back booth.

  The conversation flowed with an effortless banter. He spoke what was on his mind, but he wasn’t overly chatty. She did most of the talking while he asked a lot of questions. She shared stories of her kids and being a mom. Their childhoods were very different. His hadn’t been easy. Escaping a war zone through his early years, then his parents were killed. He told her his grandmother, sports and faith had helped him through and shaped him into a man.

  Being with Luka was easy. Her hand remained on his lap and his arm around her shoulder as they ate. She wasn’t sure who initiated the kiss, but before the meal ended, they were making out like teenagers. Her nails dug into the worn reupholstered vinyl to stop from ripping his jacket off. He made a mess of her hair and she didn’t care.

  The waiter coughed to gain their attention. “You can pay at the table when you’re ready.”

  She reached into her purse and showed the waiter her credit card. “My treat.”

  “I won’t argue,” Luka said as she tapped the machine and paid the bill. “Next time, I’ll buy.”

  “We talked about this. It won’t—”

  “I’m used to challenges and I overcome them. Distance is easy. We have technology.” He tapped his fingers on her phone. “And there are things called airplanes. Which we both have to catch soon.”

  She tried to protest, but he covered her lips. The kiss was very compelling.

  “Fine. Give me your number and I’ll call.” She programmed his information into her phone and rolled her eyes at the smug grin that followed.

  “I’ll be away for work. It’s a crazy time of year but call me anytime.” He helped her from the table and gripped her hand possessively as they walked out.

  At the mention of work, she wondered what he did for a living, but didn’t ask questions. It was better not to know specifics. She wasn’t prepared to provide information about her work or her living situation.

  They covered only a short distance when Luka halted. “If I send you a ticket, would you come?”

  She chewed her lip, tempted by the offer, but she couldn’t commit. No matter how enticing, it shouldn’t happen. The flattered part of her heart swelled and screamed at he
r to say yes, but the practical side refused to budge. “Let’s talk first. See where we are in a few days. Okay?”

  “You will call, and I will convince you,” he said as they continued walking back towards her hotel.

  The sunshine heated her back, spreading warmth to her limbs. She stared at their linked hands as their feet carried them closer to the end. Cars flooded the streets and pedestrian traffic increased, slowing their pace. The sounds of a busy downtown filled the silence.

  When they reached the hotel, she sighed. She faced him, ready to say farewell. Her mouth opened, and his lips brushed against hers. He cradled the back of her head as his tongue slipped inside.

  The goodbye kiss was passionate and didn’t seem like goodbye. He left her breathless on the sidewalk. Leaning against the glass doors, she watched him jog down the street until he disappeared behind a building. Even then it didn’t feel real. She had to get her head on straight.

  The next couple of hours did nothing but confuse her more. She had no regrets about being with Luka, but where did that leave her family. Once she arrived home, she picked up the kids from her in-laws. Terry hadn’t bothered picking them up. She was furious with him. Everything came before family.

  Her fingers flew across the screen. He didn’t answer. “Terry Manor, you suck. Ditching me was pathetic but leaving them with your folks was inexcusable. You better have one hell of a reason.” Her hands shook when she hung up. She usually avoided confrontation and was raised to bite her tongue, but she’d let him get away with too much already.

  He never called her back. During dinner, he sent her a text. “Sorry. I love you all. See you tomorrow.”

  After the kids were tucked into bed, she retreated to the office. Staring out the window at the moon, offered no solace. She closed the deep, burgundy curtains and flopped down behind her big antique desk. The chair rolled and squeaked over the plastic carpet protector. She pulled out the manila envelope from the top drawer. The divorce papers stared back at her. She’d read them hundreds of times, but the signature section was blank.