The Puck Secret (Fairfield U Book 1)

His gravelly command travels straight down to my pussy, which is still pulsing from the orgasm he just ripped from me. Put me inside you, baby. Fuck. Have I ever had an offer so tempting in my life? His eyes are intense as they watch me, as they wait for me to obey him, and I will obey him. I will do anything he wants just to keep him looking at me like that. Like he knows me, like he owns me, like I am the only girl in the goddamn world that he could ever want.

Just for tonight.

That thought has me leaning up to wrap my arms around his neck, never breaking his stare as I rock myself against him, the thick head of his cock brushing against my swollen clit. “Don’t tease me, Mads,” he whispers against my lips, still not quite kissing them, and it only makes me want him more. I pin my legs around his waist and reach my hand down between us to grip his hard shaft making him groan. “Do it baby, let me inside you,” he begs, pushing into my hold on him.

This Nova isn’t the one I know. He isn’t cocky or confident, he is obsessive and needy, completely desperate to have me, and I him, and I wish we could stay here forever. I wish that this could be it for us, that we could have this every day because I know this feeling isn’t fleeting. This isn’t a silly crush on my brother’s teammate, this is raw and real, and when I inevitably have to let it go I know it will hurt.

Panting against his lips, I place the head of his hard cock at my hole, titling my body towards him to give him better access, before slowly starting to slide down his length. “Fuck,” I gasp, closing my eyes as his cock begins to stretch me out, making me ride the line between pleasure and pain. “Your cock feels so good,” I grit through my teeth, gasping as he sinks deeper, inch by inch.

This isn’t like when we fucked on his birthday, this isn’t even like when he took me against the stacks in the library, this is more. This is intimate, our bodies pressed together without a bit of space between them, his name across my back as he slides inside me.

“If you start with that smart mouth of yours, this will be over a lot faster than I want it to be,” he groans almost painfully, one of his hands slipping beneath his jersey and splaying across the small of my back.

Mine then move to loop around his neck again, toying with the hair there as I sink down almost to the hilt and gasp at how full I feel. “I thought you liked my smart mouth,” I breathe, rising back up a little before sinking back down, but Nova doesn’t answer. His teeth are gritted as if he is holding himself back, his hips slowly moving against mine as he starts to build up a rhythm between us. “What about my pussy, do you like that?” I ask, gasping as he thrusts up into me a little harder.

“I fucking love your smart mouth,” he grunts, finally answering me, pairing his words with another hard thrust of his hips. “And I fucking adore your pussy, baby, especially when it’s wrapped around me.” Another snap of his hips and my gasps turn into moans. I am so wet that I can feel myself dripping down his length as he slides in deeper with every thrust, yet still I need more.

His cock is big and thick, making me burn in a delicious way, and I can already feel that familiar pulsing ache as the heat of pleasure grows even stronger between us. I want more, I need more, and I know he can give it to me.

“Harder,” I beg, my fingers digging into his scalp and pulling on his hair. “Please, Nova, fuck me harder.” He groans against my lips, still not kissing me, as rough hands move to grab my hips. Digging his fingers into my skin, he begins to move me up and down at a faster tempo, building that rhythm even more until I am moaning at every snap of his hips. “Yes, that’s it,” I praise, rolling my body against his and every one of his thrusts.

“Not enough,” he growls, tightening his hold on my hips and I pray he leaves his mark so I can remember this tomorrow. “Push it a little deeper for me, Mads,” he orders, trying to drag me onto his cock even harder.

“I can’t,” I protest, already feeling the burn from the stretch of him, but he ignores my refusal.

“Take it all, now!” he spits through his teeth, and the low wrath-infused tone of his voice gets me even wetter than before, sliding him all the way in on every thrust. “That’s it, such a good girl for me,” he groans, leaning up to thrust into me ever faster.

“Nova, I feel so fucking full,” I whine, rolling my body into his and feeling myself rush towards another edge.

One of his hands finds my throat, holding me firmly in place, while the other digs into the skin of my hip, his eyes flicking between me and the mirror behind us. “I really need you to come all over me, Mads,” he pleads, bouncing me harder on his cock as my moans fill the hotel room. My pussy starts to constrict around him, squeezing him tight as my body begins to shake. “That’s it, Princess, you’re so fucking good for me. I need this pretty little pussy to come all over me.” He doesn’t relent on the punishing pace with which he is thrusting inside of me, and I can feel myself soaking every inch of his dick as he fucks me.

I am trembling against him, desperate to keep feeling him like this, never wanting this high between us to end. “Come for me, Princess, please, I need you to come while riding my cock.” His words are my undoing as I turn blind with lust, my hips bucking against him wildly as I ride his dick as hard as I can. “You’re so fucking perfect,” he groans, his hand angling my head to look at him, and locking me in place against him.

Every thrust of my hips pushes him deeper inside of me, my clit rubbing furiously against his groin. The tension between us snaps, wrapping around me like a vine until I am ready to break, and the orgasm bursts out of me before I can even stop it. “Yes, yes, right there, yes!”

I come, hard, gripping his hair in my fingers and riding the wave of pleasure until I am shaking and sweating against him. That doesn’t stop him though, no, Nova doesn’t relent on his merciless pace. His grip remains firm on my throat and hip as he fucks me from below, groaning at every snap of his hips and yet still coming back for more.

“You’re so fucking tight, Mads.” He pushes apart from me and admires the view of his cock sliding inside of me with long controlled strokes. A rush of heat floods my insides, my pussy fluttering against him once more, and when I tighten again, he bunches the jersey in his fists and rips it over my head so he can finally admire my tits. “So fucking perfect,” he snaps, reaching up and squeezing one of them, rolling my nipple between his fingers.

Another orgasm is already building, his body feeling incredible beneath me, sculpted and skilled, and oh so fucking beautiful. “Nova,” I plead his name, so close to falling apart again that I can barely breathe.

“That’s it baby,” his raspy voice praises me once more, and my entire body heats under his touch and words. His fingers continue to pinch and squeeze my nipple, before calloused fingertips skim their way back up to my throat, circling it once more. “Come all over me, Maddie, I need one more,” he pleads.

His cock finds that spot inside of me, stroking along the front wall of my pussy and making my entire body spasm. I grip his shoulders, grinding against him and meeting his every thrust as I begin to come again. “Yes, Nova, you feel so good, I’m coming,” I whimper, holding onto him with every bit of strength I can muster and letting the pleasure take control of me.

“Maddie,” he groans my name like a prayer, and then I am falling apart above him, his fingers choking me so tight that he cuts off my scream. His hips snapping at a brutal pace, fucking me through my orgasm until my body goes limp above him. Then he is following me over the edge, his cock slamming into me one final time before he comes with a long drawn out groan, cursing my name once more.

Then he falls back, dropping down to the bed completely and taking me with him until we are sprawled out in the middle of the it, both of us panting and sweating. His cock is still half hard inside of me, his cum dripping down his shaft, and when I lean up on my arms to look at him, his eyes are light and relaxed. He stares at me with a smug, satisfied grin, his hands roaming up and down my spine, stroking my skin beneath his fingers.

“Best post game ritual ever,” he muses, and I can’t help but smile, moving to stroke back some of his fallen hair from his forehead. “I could get used to this,” he adds, his words hitting me right in the gut.

“Nova, I need to tell…” I start, but am instantly cut off with hard bangs against the hotel room door.

“Now you’ve stopped fucking, hurry up and get dressed, we are going out drinking!” Archer yells through the door, and Nova’s light and happy smile as he shakes his head at his best friend’s voice threatens to break my heart inside of my chest.

I know I should tell him the truth, that he should know that there isn’t just sex between us, but secrets too, but what’s the point? We can’t be more than this, no matter how much I wish we could be. Grim and Charmer, Maddie and Nova, it doesn’t matter what name I call us, it will all end just the same. So, like the coward I am, I dismount from him and move towards the bathroom and force that usual practiced smile to my face. “Looks like we are going out,” I say with a grin, praying that he doesn’t see past it. “I’m just gonna grab a quick shower.”

Nova doesn’t even get a chance to respond before I am rushing into the bathroom and slamming the door behind me. Tonight has already been amazing, and going out with friends sounds great, but that brings my tryst with the Captain of FU to an end. We can’t be more than this, no matter how much we both want it, need it, it just can’t happen. So as I climb into the shower I let the tears fall and tuck away the memories of tonight into the back of my mind to keep forever.