Wrist Shot (Puck Battle Book 3)

by Kristen Echo

  “I promised it wouldn’t be a kiss. So, I wish you’d touch me. Everywhere. And let me touch you.”

  “Yes,” he whispered as he pressed his body against hers.

  She squeezed his ass, bringing him even closer. His erection poked her stomach. He licked a path up the side of her neck, along her jawline and over her lips. So slow and sensually she thought she might combust. Every inch of skin he kissed tingled. She opened her mouth and sucked on his tongue. He moved his hands over her arms and gripped the bottom of her sweater, tugging it up and off.

  “You are so beautiful. I’m going to touch every part of you.” His fingertips grazed along her ribs and around her back. He unclasped her bra and pulled it off.

  The room wasn’t cold, but her nipples were hard. She grabbed a fistful of his sweater and pulled it over his head. There were so many ridges of his muscles to explore. She gripped his biceps as she soaked in the view. He cupped her breasts and ran his thumb over her erect nipples. His hands burned hot like coals pulled from the fire. He leaned in and kissed down her neck, over her chest and sucked one puckered nipple into his mouth. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and arched into him.

  Her body blazed from his attention. His hands and mouth were like an inferno. The window against her back did nothing to cool her. She barely registered the cold. The rest of their clothing needed to come off. She wanted to see him naked. Her hands traveled down his back as he lavished more attention to her breasts, burrowing his face between her mountains. When she found the top of his sweats, she yanked them down along with his briefs. She couldn’t get them all the way off in their position.

  Martin pulled away. “I need to see all of you, so I can touch you properly. Take off your pants,” he said removing his, and his socks.

  She complied, staring at his gorgeous cock. It stood proud, grazing his belly button and begging for attention. Once she was naked, she reached out and ran her hands over his chest. “You take my breath away.”

  “Touch me.” He covered her hands with his and guided them over his body. Starting at his nipples, over his pecks and his rock-hard abs. She watched their joined hands as they roamed his magnificent body. He moved them over his hips and let go when she rounded them over his tight ass.

  Their lips met, and this kiss wasn’t like before. It was hungry. She pulled him flush against her and the heat was like a volcanic eruption with nowhere to go. When his hands moved down her sides and over her ass she whimpered. He lifted her one leg and his erection settled between them. Her moisture coated his length, and she wanted so badly to feel him inside her. It all happened so fast, but she didn’t want them to stop.

  He broke the kiss and stepped back, devouring her with his eyes. “It’s my turn to touch you.” He grabbed her hands, and she covered them as they roamed her body. Starting at her cheeks, then working his way towards her breasts. He stayed there for a while and she liked the way his pupils expanded the more turned on he became. They followed the same path they’d traveled over his body, but he stopped at the top of her mound.

  “Martin, please keep going.”

  “I can see your pussy lips are wet.” His words only added more fuel to the fire raging inside her.

  With her hand over his, he ran them through her moisture. She was soaking wet. He inserted two fingers, and they both moaned. “Yes!” She yelled as he pumped his fingers in and out. He circled her clit with his thumb and pushed another finger inside, stretching her. “Oh. Oh!” Her climax came so quickly and with such force, she smashed her head against the window.

  “So perfect.” He didn’t stop touching her until the last of the tremors subsided. His smile sent a new blush to her cheeks. “Will you grant my wish now?”

  How could she deny him anything? He’d made her come faster than a rabbit in heat.

  “Okay. Should… maybe we should get dressed.”

  “Not yet. It’s only fair I get to taste you. You sucked my cock earlier and I’ve been dying to lick your cunt all fucking day.” He lowered himself to his knees and threw her leg over his shoulder. There was no time to respond or think even before his tongue licked along her entrance.

  “Oh, wow.” She braced herself against the window, showing the world her bared backside. Martin used one hand to open her lips as he wiggled his very talented tongue inside her. His black hair tickled her thighs, and she dove her hands into his silky mane. It felt better than anything in the entire world. Her legs shook as he ate her out.

  He licked and sucked until she was screaming his name. It took no time before another climax bloomed. He’d mastered the art of going down on a woman. The combination between his fingers and tongue made her come again with a flourish. Her entire body trembled. She clenched her fists, humping his face and riding out the waves of bliss.

  “Can you let go of my hair?” He asked in a muffled voice.

  She loosened her grip, and he set her leg down. “I’m sorry. That was… Did I hurt you?”

  He chuckled as he stood. “Not at all. There’s only one part of me that’s a little sore.” He looked down and her eyes followed to his cock. The vein that ran along the length bulged. He needed attention.

  “I guess it’s time for my last wish.”

  He wiped her juice off his lip. “We can’t undo any of this. If we take the next step, I’m not sure I’ll be able to fuck you only one time. Please, be sure you want this because once we start I won’t stop.”

  “I want you. I wish for us to have sex with no strings attached and no expectations, other than to have fun. Give us tonight. A few hours of fun and excitement. To be clear, I’m wishing for you to show me a night of passion. We’ll be okay, Martin. Trust me, I know what I’m doing.”

  That wasn’t entirely true since her feelings were all over the place. Two mind blowing orgasms had that effect on her. But she knew without a doubt she wanted him inside her. Whatever game they were playing, she wanted to see it through.

  “Come here. I’m dying to get inside you,” he said, guiding her towards the couch. He kissed her mouth and sat her down. “I’ll be right back.” A moment later, he walked back wearing a condom and a smile. “Are you ready?”

  “So ready. I’ve been dreaming about this moment since I saw you in the shower.” She reached out and stroked his shaft, opening her legs for him.

  “You do not understand what your touch does to me. Lie down.” He pressed his hands against her shoulders and followed her onto the couch. She bent her legs, and he settled between them. “We’re going to fuck a million different ways tonight. A different position for every time I’ve fantasized about being with you. You’re gonna wish you had never opened this can of worms. But for our first time, I want you where I can see you. Does that work for you?”

  Words escaped, as did the air in her lungs. She nodded; unable to formulate a response. This was her first time having sex with anyone other than Renny. She felt like it was her first time. Her palms were sweaty, and she exhaled slowly as she lined his erection against her opening. His body covered her, and she closed her eyes. Too overwhelmed by the skin to skin contact. The way he looked at her was so much more than she expected.

  “Look at me. Tell me you want me and only me,” he said, pressing his forehead against hers. His eyelashes fluttered against hers. “Be in this moment with me.”

  She opened her eyes and looked at him. Her attraction for him skyrocketed past lust and into the unknown. This wasn’t about sex or finding her confidence; this moment was about them. Coming together, pushing the boundaries of their friendship and forging a new path. “Make love to me, Martin. I want you and only you.”

  Their lips collided as he pushed inside. She was so wet; her body greeted him with cheers and high fives. She swore she heard a round of applause in the background. They kept their eyes open as their bodies became one. His thick girth stretched and filled her so perfectly. It was like they were made for each other. This was by far, the most intimate act she’d ever experienced in her li
fe. It took her breath away.

  Once he was all the way in, he stilled. “You feel better than in my dreams. I won’t last long.” He moved his hips, and she ran her hands over the muscles on his back.

  Each thrust and grunt brought her closer to the edge. “I’m so close,” she breathed, staring at his handsome face.

  She kissed his lips, his cheek and sucked on his earlobe. He adjusted her leg, lifting it over his hips and pushed in further. Deeper than she’d thought possible. She wrapped her legs around his waist and cried out when he reached her G-spot. He rammed into it over and over again. Lines formed on his forehead and sweat coated his brows as they neared the tipping point. It was too much to take and she couldn’t hold back.

  “Ah… Oui. I’m Coming!” Just like that, she splintered into blissful pieces of mush. She kept her focus on Martin as every part of her tightened.

  “Sylvie!” His eyes were half-lidded as he yelled her name, emptying himself inside her. He pumped his hips a few more times as the climax washed over them. It was almost magical and unlike anything she’d ever experienced.

  As she lay there under him, the reality of the moment stunned her. She’d made love to her best friend and had the most intense orgasm ever. She had no idea their connection would be so… intense. Catching her breath, she waited for her heartbeat to regulate. “That’s the first time I’ve ever come from penetration alone. Usually, I need… more stimulation.”

  His hair covered his face, and she brushed it aside. “Is your clit feeling neglected?” He planted a brief kiss against her lips before standing up. “Don’t worry, my belle. We’re only getting started.”

  She watched him remove the condom. His cock was still semi hard. She delighted knowing that their playtime had only begun. It scared her how much she enjoyed being with him, sexually and otherwise. She’d loved him forever, but those feelings ran much deeper now. How deep, she refused to think about.

  They were now friends who’d had sex. It wasn’t a big deal, or it didn’t have to be. She prayed she hadn’t made a mistake by testing their friendship in this way. It didn’t feel wrong. All she wanted was to keep feeling the way she did for as long as she could. Tomorrow, they could decide what it all meant.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  O ne eye opened, and she surveyed the room. It was hot and dark, but a soft glow from the rising sun shone in the corner. Her body ached everywhere. As she wiggled her toes, she noticed even the soles of her feet were sore. Some of her pain came from playing hockey, and plenty more from a night of wild and crazy love making. They didn’t stop until the wee hours of the morning when she passed out. He might have still been inside her when that happened; she couldn’t be sure.

  At first, she’d thought they would have sex. Something to take her mind off the past. Nice, simple, get your rocks off type of sex. That didn’t happen. To describe what they did as anything that mundane did them both a disservice. Martin blew her away with his sexual prowess and stamina. She expected him to be more than she could handle, but damn! Everything she thought she knew about sex was not enough.

  It’s not like Sylvie was a prude. She’d watched porn, read dirty magazines, masturbated by hand and with toys before she’d lost her V-card years ago. Her sexual knowledge was great, in theory. Renny knew how to get her off and vice versa. They did it with the lights on and experimented, trying plenty of variations in the bedroom. But it was always in the bedroom. On a bed with music playing the in background to drown their noises.

  Yesterday, had been raw. The two of them with no distractions and no holding back. She’d heard every sound their bodies made together; the wet friction and moans of delight. She’d felt every touch and caress in a way that left its mark on her soul. Her climaxes had shaken her to the core.

  How in the hell was she ever supposed to have anything less than that explosive moving forward? She’d wanted to see if she could move on. She accomplished that. Part of her had wondered if they would be sexually compatible. They were so far beyond good, there wasn’t a word created for how perfectly suited they were to one another.

  Their night of exploration and wishes was over. Morning brought a slew of questions to her mind, but no answers. She couldn’t grasp how people could have sex without forming an emotional connection. Her emotions were a tangled mess. She tried to roll over, but something tightened around her waist.

  “Trying to escape already?” Martin’s nose grazed her ear, sending a shiver across her body. His presence surprised her, but it explained the heat. The few time’s they’d slept together since her arrival, she’d awoken alone.

  “Never. I was stretching, or trying to move my ridiculously sore extremities. Please tell me you’re at least a little sore today?” She rolled onto her back and turned her face towards him. Strands of her long hair covered her face, blocking her view.

  He laughed. “Sorry, my belle. I am fit as a fiddle.” He brushed the hair away with his fingers. His touch was so gentle and lingered against her cheek. “I could go for round two.”

  “Round two?” She inhaled sharply, hoping she wasn’t misunderstanding his meaning. She’d been afraid to fall asleep last night for fear it would all end. That they would wake up and decide it had been a big mistake.

  “Yeah. I consider yesterday round one. Today’s a new day and I’m game for another round if you are?” His thumb traced the outline of her lips. “I told you one time wouldn’t be enough.”

  Sylvie exhaled and all the tension of not knowing where they stood evaporated. He asked for more, and her heart swelled. “I want you more today than I did yesterday.” She leaned closer and kissed him. His lips were like a beacon calling her home. “In case you forgot, we did it way more than once. My thighs have friction burns for crying out loud,” she joked. Both delighted and nervous they chose to pursue another side of their relationship.

  He pulled back the covers, exposing her naked torso. “Fuck, I’m a lucky man.” He crawled over her, straddling her ribs. His long and thick erection landed between her breasts. “You have the best tits on the planet. So big and round and soft. I’m going to fuck them until I come all over them.” He pressed her breasts together and tunneled through them until the tip of his cock poked through.

  She licked the tip, making him toss his gorgeous head back and groan. “It just so happens, I’m in the mood for something creamy.” Circling her tongue around his cock-head, she sucked him into her mouth.

  The sun cast a glow against his body, giving him the appearance of a bronzed statue. She gripped his butt cheeks and pulled him closer to her face. A slurping sound followed when he pulled out. With her saliva coating his cock he slipped easily between her breasts. When he thrust his hips again, she sucked on the tip. They repeated the motions until he moaned and cursed so loud she was sure the neighbors would hear. Not that she cared. As long as they were having fun, nothing else mattered.

  “Right there! Open your mouth wide,” he yelled as the first streams of cum coated her chest. Her lips parted as ribbons of his release landed on her tongue. He gripped his shaft and pumped, sending more cream all over her breasts and chin. It was a mess. The look of pure rapture as he surveyed his masterpiece sent a wave of arousal between her legs. “I’ve never seen you look hotter than when you’re covered in my cum. I’ll be beating off to this image for the rest of my life.”

  She smeared his climax around her hardened nipple. His cock had barely softened, and it seemed to grow as she touched herself. She licked the remnants from her finger. “Every bit as yummy as I remember. Do you think you’re up for round two?” She arched a brow as he stiffened like a teenager in a lingerie shop.

  “I’m always hard for you.” He moved his hand between her legs and discovered her moistened lips. “And you’re always wet for me, aren’t you?”

  “Yes,” she whispered as he slipped two fingers inside.

  “I love watching your girls bounce as we fuck.” He moved off of her and lay down. “Climb on and ride me.” He patt
ed his legs with one hand, inviting her on-board. He used his other hand to stroke himself with her lube.

  There was no hesitation. She loved being on top. They’d made love in his position the night before while he’d been sitting in a chair. Martin had an obsession with her breasts and any chance he got to motorboat them he did. As soon as she got into position, he thrust up as she sank down. He filled her with one fluid motion. It felt different, and she couldn’t figure out why. He mashed his teeth as she planted her hand on his stomach and swiveled her hips. It felt so good.

  “Wholly shit. That feels amazing. Oh fuck—”

  She lifted and slammed back down, taking him to the root. “I’m not stopping until you come again.”

  “I will have to pull out because we forgot to use a condom. But don’t you dare stop.” He lifted his hips as she stilled.

  How could they have forgotten to use protection? “Are you… am I going to have to see a doctor after this?” Having only one, faithful partner meant she’d never had to worry about catching diseases.

  “I’m clean and I got tested recently. Don’t worry. Now let me see you bounce.” He gripped her ass cheeks hard.

  “This feels so much better when we’re skin to skin.” She moved and felt every ridge and vein of his cock as it slipped inside her. “This is a first for me and I really like it.” She bounced and picked up a rhythm that brought her close to climax way too fast.

  “First for me too. So much more sensitive. I’m close” He applied pressure to her clit and that tiny connection sent her into the land of unicorns and rainbows. Her legs twitched, and she clenched her inner walls around him. “That’s it.”

  With no time to spare, he pulled out and came all over her stomach, covering her in his cum. Once her breathing returned to normal, she wiped the sweat from her brow. He pulled her towards him and kissed her. Their tongues met and their bodies stuck together. She opened her eyes and a rush of emotions claimed her rational mind. It would be so easy to fall in love with this man. That wasn’t supposed to happen, but she feared it might.