Despite what Jacob Ben Israel said and how much it appeared as if Lauren was in full possession of Puck's balls, nothing turned her on more than dominate Puck. Friday night they went bowling with the rest of the glee club and had plans to return to Puck's house for some pants off time, since Puck's mom was gone for the weekend and Lauren was "spending the night at Mercedes' house."
They barely climbed into Puck's truck before he was on her, sucking on her neck and groping at her soft hips. "God, babe, you are so fucking hot." Something had gotten into him tonight and she had no idea what it was, but she wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
"How could I guess that rented shoes would turn you on so much?" she poked at him. But her body betrayed her cool sarcasm when he bit lightly at her skin and a shuddering moan escaped her throat before she could swallow it back. Lauren pulled Puck's mouth to hers, hands on his neck, nipping at his bottom lip while he thrust against her thigh.
"Can we… fuck… can we go home now? If I wanted a threesome, it wouldn't be you, me and the gearshift." Puck had to forcibly remove his body from hers and steady his shaking hands on the steering wheel. His eyes were dark and he silently stared straight ahead as he drove her back to his house, coming close to doubling the speed limit.
She loved when he was focused like this, strong and silent, hotter than hell. They got out of the truck and he pulled her by the hand into the living room. They didn't even get the lights turned on and he had her pressed up against the door, his fingers fumbling roughly at the buttons of her shirt. She pushed back against him, grabbing at the waistband of his jeans. They managed to stagger their way out of clothes and towards the closest piece of furniture, the couch. "Panties. Off."
Lauren pushed him till he was sitting on the couch and fished the condom out of her purse. Puck rolled it on watching Lauren slide her green silky panties across her hips and let them fall to the floor. She place a knee on either side of his legs and groaned loudly as he pulled her fully down onto him. No words were needed, the dark room was filled with their grunts and moans. Lauren was pretty positive she would have bite marks on her breasts and fingerprint bruises on her hips tomorrow, but for her it was just proof of another night well spent.
As she came hard around him, Puck grabbed her ass and surged up into her as deep as he could bury himself with a strangled moan. Neither of them moved, Lauren heaving on his lap and Puck's face buried against her shoulder. She felt the hot wetness on her skin and wondered if she or he were bleeding.
When she pulled back to look down Puck was crying against her chest. He met her gaze and answered her unspoken question. "Lauren, god, I just… you make me feel so much. I can't handle it. I love you so much it almost hurts." She kissed him hard till they were both desperate for air. She leaned back and grinned down at him, "Damn Puckerman, I thought you were a lot smoother than that."