Page 64 of One Pucking Time


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Anticipation kicked my pulse into high gear, and I braced myself, breathing through the tension. Bash stroked my face, his eyes hungry and untamed.

“You are such a good girl,” he murmured, penetrating me with his thick cock.

A dazzling agony wrenched my core and time stopped as I stretched, accommodating him as he pressed deeper.

“You’re taking me so well, Em. That’s it,” he cooed, sinking fully into me. “Breathe, sweetheart.”

Air whooshed out of me as I followed his instruction. Mac’s touch glimmered between us, helping my body open, taking away any pain before it began.

Bash checked in with me, but I assured him I was fine.

More than fine, actually.

He dipped his head down, his dark hair tickling my face as he brushed his lips across my cheek.

“Harder,” I whispered, wanting to be claimed by him.

Mac had given me slow, sensual sex that opened my soul and left a forever mark on it. I wanted Bash to leave his mark. I wanted him to know he wasn’t hurting me.

He complied, thrusting into me as I clutched his arm and Mac’s arm, my fingers digging into both of them.

“I’m so close, Em.”

“Me too,” I whispered, his thrusts punctuating my words.

Our eyes locked, his climax folding his face into a work of art. A piece I would name Desire and remember forever. He had held out from this moment for so long. Not letting me see him naked. Not letting me touch him, as he only gave and never took. It was a gift to give him this. To see him come undone from my body.

A coil tightened within me. Threatening to snap me in half as he roared. My eyes never left his face as he poured his carnal ecstasy into me.

An uncontrollable cry erupted from me as his cock stroked the depths of my soul. I clenched onto him, my body throwing itself into its most rudimentary instincts as pleasure tore through me with a power I didn’t know I was capable of.

And the tears.

The tears I had tried so hard to contain betrayed me. They didn’t just slide out of me and down my face. No. They thundered out of me. Drenching my face, pouring into my hair, blinding me. As powerful as the orgasm that had left me shaking and spent.

“Em. Sweetheart. Did I hurt you?”

I blinked back a haze of tears and shook my head. “Not hurt.” I hiccupped, horrified that I hadn’t been able to hold it in.

Scared of what the two of them thought of me, I pressed my eyes shut as Bash slid out of me.

I couldn’t stop the tears and threw the blanket over my face to muffle the sobs.

The bed shifted as both of them flanked me.

“Em?” Bash’s voice, heavy with worry, tugged at my heart. “Please talk?”

Mac slid his hand under the blanket and laced his fingers through mine. “Emily?”

He sounded as worried as Bash, and I knew I had to face them. To own up to how truly pathetic I was. They’d think I was an idiot, especially now that I’d made such a big deal about it.

I knew I’d never be the same. Not after having both of them inside me. I now knew pure pleasure and I could never go back.

I peeled the blanket off my face and stared at the ceiling.

“I didn’t know—” I swiped my hand across my nose. “I didn’t know sex could feel so damn good.”

“What do you mean?” Mac tilted his head. No judgment. Just curiosity.

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