Sucker Punched by Martin Kelley R

Author:Martin,Kelley R. [Martin,Kelley R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, new release, Romantic Comedy, tattoo romance, New Adult & College, steamy romance, alpha male romance, angsty romance, New Adult
Publisher: Kelley R. Martin
Published: 2016-09-24T18:30:00+00:00

“So you moved in with your grandparents,” she says slowly, putting two and two together. Her face crumples, morphing into the pitiful look I knew would come. It’s how everybody reacts when they learn I lost my mom at fifteen, and partly why I don’t like to talk about it.

But mostly it’s because it still fucking hurts, even after all this time.

“Blake, I’m so sorry. You know, we don’t have to play this game. It’s dumb.”

Fuck that. I answered her question. I earned this next one. “How do you touch yourself while you watch it?” Her eyes plead with me to stop playing, but I just shrug. “What? It’s my turn.”

She sighs, looking down to her lap. “With my vibrator.”

Nope, not going to cut it. “Details, Duchess.”

She hangs her head, muttering, “This was such a stupid idea,” before rubbing her hands over her face. Then she squares her shoulders back and looks me straight in the eye. “I start out on a low setting and place the vibrator on my clit to get myself started. Really gets the juices flowing, if you know what I mean.” She winks at me, and my cock jerks in my jeans like she just reached out and touched it.

“Once I’m nice and wet, I slide the vibrator inside me and slowly start fucking myself with it. If I’m especially turned on, I’ll play with my nipples. Flick them. Tease them. Get ’em nice and hard. Then I turn the setting up and really go to town. One hand rubs my clit while the other works the vibrator in and out. . .” Macy swallows and licks her lips, her cheeks flush, her breathing slightly shallow. “I always imagine that you’re the one fucking me and it’s your cock I’m coming all over.”

All the blood in my head rushes to the one in my pants so fast my vision turns spotty and I get dizzy, even though I’m sitting. I almost feel high.

She leans forward and I instinctively mirror her movements until our lips are almost touching. If she’s half as turned on as I am, then we’re in real trouble.

Normally I try to ignore the fact that Macy’s the best sex I’ve ever had. It’s depressing to think that I’ll never get it again. Plus it makes me. . .uncomfortable.

Before Macy, I never had a favorite. I had a collection of good times I’d think about when I jacked off. I never focused on one in particular, just kind of rotated through them when I didn’t feel like watching porn.

But now?

Macy’s all I think about. When I jack off, when I have sex, when I’m at work—shit, even when I sleep.

It’s scary as fuck, and I’m not ready to analyze it yet. It’s like a tumor I know is there, but I don’t acknowledge it, because acknowledging it will make it grow. That’s not how it works in real life, but in my mind, that’s the deal.

So I ignore it. I tell myself I’m

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