Page 67 of Pucking Good Girl

We collapse against the pillows together, on our sides, facing each other. Talia’s head is hidden in the crook of my neck, while Becks is spooning her from behind with his arm wrapped around her waist.

“Fuck, that was⁠—”

“Hot,” Becks finishes for me.

CHAPTER 17

FIRST TIMES

Becks

I’m as hard as a rock, but I’m perfectly content having Talia in my arms.

The sudden realization hits me that having Mack holding her too doesn’t bother me as much as I thought it would.

She loves me.

That’s what matters, even if she has similar feelings for him too.

Talia turns around to face me. “Becks,” she whispers.

“Hmm?” I brush my lips to hers.

“What we just did was amazing, but… what about you?” Her eyes travel down the length of my naked torso and stop on the huge tent in my sweatpants.

“What about me?” I rumble. “I got what I wanted.”

The corners of Talia’s lips curl in a flirty smile. “I don’t think you did. Clearly.”

She cups me through my pants and my cock pulses with need.

“I guess maybe I didn’t get everything I wanted. I just…” I inhale a deep breath. “You had a long day, and I just wanted to help you relax. Of course my body will always have that kind of reaction when you’re next to me all naked.”

Talia’s hand leaves the bulge in my pants, and I immediately miss her touch. “You had a long day too, Becks. And I want to take care of you.”

“What did you have in mind?” I whisper. “I’m all yours.”

She pulls on the waistband of my sweats and I lift my hips to help her slide my pants down my hips.

My cock springs free, harder than ever.

Talia’s eyes widen as she studies my thick, long shaft.

“Like what you see, pretty girl?”

Her tongue peeks out to lick her lips, and she jumps on top of me, straddling me. “I think it’s my turn to taste you.”

I close my eyes, engulfed by her wet, hot mouth.

One swirl of her tongue around the spot under my crown is enough to make me see stars. Pleasure courses through me, hot and urgent, and I know that if she keeps this up, I’ll blow my load in seconds.

“Talia,” I groan, cupping her face to get her to release me.

“Am I doing this wrong?”

The worried look on her face makes me feel like an asshole. “No, pretty girl. You’re doing it way too well. And I just… I want to be inside you and I don’t want to wait for another second.”

She doesn’t make me ask twice. Talia straddles my hips, ready to lower herself onto my awaiting erection.