Okay ladies…I am having a smut Puck moment…Let me know what you think…And also please read Broken and Beautiful and REVIEW! Whether flames or raves leave your thoughts…Thanks
And if you don't like explicit smut then DON'T READ! And it isn't slash and the character doesn't have a name, you can put yourself there or one of the Gleeks…Enjoy
A package arrived for Puck Thursday afternoon, just like it had for the last couple of weeks. The package contained a nice button down shirt, a pair of jeans, a set of hand cuffs and a black blindfold. The envelope inside the box contained directions to the location of the meeting.
He never questioned the proposition that arrived the first week, I want you to meet me for a night of twisted sexual pleasure. He had thought it was Santana at first, she was into some kinky shit when it came to sex.
When he arrived at the motel room, he followed the directions that were in the box. He left the lights off and the window curtain slightly open to let a silver of light in the room.
He put the blindfold on the bedside table and put the cuffs on after attaching them to the head board. If this was a joke then someone would get hurt, he thought to himself as he lay alone in the empty room.
He heard the key in the lock click as it opened for her.
She walked in the dark room with a cat like grace. She walked to the window and closed the curtain all the way.
He could hear her soft footsteps coming closer to him. The smell of a soft expensive perfume reached his senses before her touch. He felt the blindfold being lowered over his eyes, the soft touch of her hands slipping down to outline his face.
Her fingertips gently outlined his lips he flicked his tongue out, licking her fingertips as she continued to his jaw line. She could hear his breathing quicken as she let her fingers slide under the collar of his shirt.
He held his breath as she began to unbutton his shirt slowly, softly kissing his chest with each button undone. Her soft hair fanned over his face, he inhaled her scent deeply.
With the last button of his shirt undone; she kissed his navel, letting her tongue circle it slowly. She let the pads of her fingertips trace the top of his jeans. She placed nipping kisses on the trail her fingers were leaving behind. She heard his breath hitch in his throat.
She began a path back up to his neck. Her tongue tracing the outlines of hard muscles. She nipped at his nipples that were hard buds, letting her teeth lightly scrape over them. She smiled when she heard him moan and felt his body buck at the sensations that were overwhelming him.
"Let me touch you", he growled as he tried to be free of the handcuffs.
She softly told him no as her soft lips found his and stopped any further argument. She started the kiss off slow, letting the tip of her tongue slide across his lips, before slipping between his lips. She suckles his tongue, letting him know what her next move will be soon.
Straddling his hips, she lowers herself onto the straining bulge in his jeans. She begins to rub herself on the rough fabric that stands between them.
She loved the feel of him under her hands, pure muscle, pure sex.
Puck POV
"Please let me feel you, let me touch you" he pleads pulling on the cuffs trying to get his hands free. He wants to feel her soft body under his strong hands, making her quiver and tremble like she is doing to him.
The feel of her lips on my abs, her slick tongue sliding across my chest. Shit, I could almost cum now.
I just want to bury my hands in her long hair and guide her to my hard dick. I just want to feel her mouth on me, face fucking me.
She tells me to ,"take it easy baby, just relax and go with it" in a breathy whisper. Her breath is hot on my lips. She is sliding, rubbing herself over the hardest part of my body and all I can do is buck against her.
My senses are on fire. I can taste her, smell her, hear her soft movements, and feel her touch me. My body is on fire, screaming for release. I just want to bury myself in her tight warmth.
Oh God, now she is unbuckling my belt. I can feel it slide out of every loop on my jeans. I can feel her fingers slipping in between my skin and my jeans. She is letting them slide back and forth, tickling his sensitive skin.
I strain against her, bucking, urging her for more. She begins to slowly unbutton my Levi's.
My breathing is ragged as she is releases me from the constricting fabric.
My guitar is silently weeping, needing to be strummed….
Her POV
She smiles watching his face and his body react to her touch. He begs to touch her, to feel her. She isn't ready to let him have control, to let him set the pace. So she tells him no, and continues her ministrations to his quivering body.
She licks her lips as she starts to unbuckle his belt. She hears the groan that escapes his lips as she pushes each button through its hole.
She is ready to bury him deep inside of her, but she isn't done yet. She wants to enjoy his body some more, to have him scream for release. She wants total control of his orgasm.
She tugs his jeans down and slips off the bed to pull them completely off. His boxers are next, but with her teeth tugging them down, letting her soft hair make a curtain across his legs.
She kneels between his legs, grasping his thighs and opening them, she shows him what she wants from him. She begins to nip the inside of each of his thighs up to his hard cock.
She hears him struggle with the cuffs, his voice raspy and rough as he begs to be set free. She shakes her head no against the inside of his thigh. She lets her tongue guide her to his rock hard erection.
Her tongue flicks back and forth on his head, tasting his arousal, tasting his need for release. He bucks, using his legs, trying to push himself into her mouth. She pulls her head back.
"Please, suck me. Let me feel your mouth." He says with a hitch in a voice. She can hear the rattling of the cuffs against the rails of the headboard. He is squirming under her, needing more from her.
She lets her mouth slide over his head, sliding down his shaft. He tries to push himself farther down her throat. She pulls back only keeping his throbbing head in her mouth.
He is begging her , "fuck me, fuck me now. Please, oh God, let me cum inside of you." He uses his legs to push his hips off the bed, straining with need.
She keeps sucking him for a little while longer, gently squeezing his base when she feels him swell. He is thrashing around, pulling on the cuffs, wanting to cum.
She straddles him again, let her naked wet self rub against him. She uses her hand to guide him into her. In one swift movement, he is buried deep within her waiting body. He arches his body towards her, growling at her.
She feels her body tightening around his rock hard erection, she feels the her body bucking on its own. She rides him hard, thrusting faster against his hard body. She leans to kiss him, suckling his tongue. She throws her head back, her body exploding, shattering with the hardest orgasm she has ever felt her body have.
She can feel him starting to swell inside of her. She moves to his neck, finding the pulse point. She begins to suckle, gently biting his sensitive neck. He thrusts, bucks, harder his head thrown back into the pillows.
"Oh God, oh God." He screams over and over. He meets her thrusts, harder and harder. He needs to cum.
She feels him spill inside of her, feels his body convulse as he falls over the edge.
His quivering body collapses into the bed, his breath coming in short gasps.
She lays down across him for just a moment, enjoying the feel of his body.
When he starts asking her name and other questions, she kisses him deeply placing the key to the cuffs in his right hand. She tells him to look for another package soon and to never ask her any questions.
One final kiss, she leaves the bed and the room.
Puck's POV
Damn, was all he could think of as he heard the door close. His body hurt from the teasing, but in a good way. He could feel his heartbeat in several locations of his body.
He used the key she placed into his hand to undo the cuffs. Hell he didn't need his eyes for that, just his sense of touch. Once the cuffs were off, the blindfold was next.
It took a few moments for his eyes to come into focus in the dark. He took the time to fully comprehend what had happened to him.
He had been fucked royally, totally senseless and he enjoyed it. He had never begged anyone before, never whimpered, never felt like this with any of the other one night stands in his life.
Whoever she was, she left him totally satisfied and yet wanting more of the same thing. He found his clothing at the foot of the bed in the floor.
Now it was Friday night and he was following directions again….And Noah Puckerman was ready to beg again….