A Pucking Wrong Christmas: A Hockey Romance (The Pucking Wrong Series)

The sand was soft and warm beneath my bare feet, and a gentle breeze kissed my skin, carrying the scent of saltwater and tropical blooms. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow across the horizon.

I walked towards the water, drawn by the rhythmic melody of the waves. Each step felt like a caress from the earth itself, a soothing balm to my soul. The turquoise waters stretched out before me, their depths inviting and mysterious.

As I approached the shoreline, I dipped my toes into the crystal-clear water. It was refreshingly cool, sending a shiver of delight up my spine. The sensation was invigorating, like a gentle reminder that I was alive and free in this dreamlike paradise.

With every step, I waded deeper into the cerulean embrace of the sea. The water lapped at my ankles, then my knees, as I continued to walk further in. The water began to take form, sliding up my legs in soft licks, kissing and tasting my skin as it slid up my thighs. My legs pushed apart as I fell back into the waves, letting the water cradle me as it rushed over my core, sucking on my clit as it pressed inside me, my insides immediately tightening as pleasure washed through me. And then…

“Good morning, sunshine,” a familiar voice said, amused.

My eyes flew open and I realized I was in fact, not in Fiji…I was in Ari’s—our place, with my gorgeous dark haired boyfriend in between my legs. His tongue slowly licking through my folds as he watched me with heavy lidded eyes.

“Hi,” I whimpered as he ate into me, licking me everywhere, including the cove of my ass as I wiggled against him. His mouth went to my clit, sucking hard as his fingers caressed me.

“Come for me and I’ll give you a surprise,” he said roughly as his tongue replaced his fingers inside me, his nose pressing against my clit as he rubbed that perfect place…

“Ari,” I cried as an orgasm ripped through me, surprising me with its intensity as I ground my core against his face.

I was panting as I came down from my high, my hands tangled in Ari’s hair as he chuckled against my skin, giving me a few more licks for good measure.

“Delicious,” he growled as he lifted his head and prowled up my body. “Ready for your surprise?”

“I think the orgasm before breakfast was good enough.”

“Now, sunshine, you know I always like to be an overachiever.”

Something hard slid against me and I glanced down…because that hadn’t felt like it was his dick.

My eyes widened as I stared down at what was sitting between us, sheathing his dick completely.

It was a present. His dick was wrapped in a present. A large present. Complete with a red bow.

“What the fuck⁠—”

“It’s my dick in a box,” he said in a completely serious voice. “Want to unwrap it?” He jostled the box for good measure and I could hear his dick smacking the sides of the box as he moved.

We stared at each other for a long moment before I burst into giggles, my head thrown back against the pillow as I laughed so hard I started crying.

Ari slid off me and rolled to my side. He propped his head up on one sexy, muscled arm and shook his head at me in mock sadness. “Laughing at my gift to you. I can’t believe it.”

“Have you been wanting to do that since you saw that SNL skit?” I barked out in between laughs.

He sighed. “You haven’t seen most of the greatest movies of all time…and yet somehow you’ve seen the ‘Dick In A Box’ skit. Why am I not surprised?”

“I’m sorry,” I snorted, dragging my fingers down his chest until it was hovering right above the box. It was a big box…but I was pretty sure he’d still had to stuff his dick inside of it to fit.

My man was a beast.

“I think you should unwrap your present to make me feel better since you’ve been laughing at my gift for ten minutes,” Ari pouted, his muscles flexing as he brushed some of his dark hair out of his face.

I pretended to think about it and then finally reached forward to grab the red ribbon. “That’s probably the polite thing to do,” I said in a serious voice.

I pulled on the ribbon, watching as his tongue peeked out and he slowly licked along his bottom lip.

My personal kryptonite when it came to him.

I was achy inside, need growing as we played, despite the fact that he’d just given me an orgasm.

The ribbon untied easily and I lifted the lid, another laugh slipping out of my lips when I saw his pierced dick stuffed inside the box, courtesy of a hole he’d carved into the side of the box.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” I snorted.

Ari thrust his hips forward. “You are that lucky, sweetheart.”

I carefully pulled the box away from his dick and tossed it behind me.

“Mmmhh,” Ari choked, as I bent forward and licked the tip of his cock. “Does that mean you like my gift?”

“Best gift ever,” I told him. “Now get on the bed. I want to enjoy my present.”

His eyes lit up and he bounced onto the bed eagerly, flopping onto his back while his massive dick stood at attention.

I leaned over his body and pressed a kiss on his chest, my tongue dipping out to taste his smooth skin.

“Fuck, sunshine. I love you,” he breathed.

The words sent warmth flooding through my veins.

I made my way down his chest, licking and kissing my way across his chiseled abdomen.

He trembled under my lips, his sharp inhale turning me on. I loved that I could affect him like that. This gorgeous, perfect man. I could make him desperate for me.

I intended to do just that.

“Blake, please,” he begged, and I smiled at him before leaning down and licking up his shaft, keeping eye contact with him the entire time.

“Do you like teasing me, baby?” He reached down and played with a strand of my hair. “Because I’m not sure how long I can play like this…”

“Before what?” I asked innocently, again licking along his length.

The musky smell of him was making my mouth water.

I ran my fingertips along his cock, tracing the veins along his pierced skin before I brushed against the rim of his head. There was a bead of pre-cum along his slit and I licked it off, moaning at the taste.

I’d never get enough of him.

His hand gripped my head, massaging my hair. I could tell by the tension in his body it was all he could do to stop himself from taking over.

“Just let me enjoy my present, Ari,” I murmured as I squeezed his dick, watching the pre-cum as it slid down his smooth head.

“Okay,” he gasped as my mouth slid over his cock, licking and sucking at the pre-cum. “Whatever you want. It’s yours. Just don’t stop.”

I huffed a giggle against his skin before I continued torturing him. He thrust up into my mouth and I pulled away.

“Uh, huh. I can’t enjoy my present if you move.”

“You mean, mean, perfect angel face,” he murmured.

A thrill ran through me that I could make him like that. Desperate and needy for me. Blake. The girl who’d always felt unwanted.

“Please, fuck me,” he whispered.

I licked along his head. “Like this?” I asked, my voice breathy and soft.

“More. Please give me more.”

“Let’s see…”

I took his whole head into my mouth and sucked at the slit, gobbling up more of his cum. It still amazed me that I could crave him like this. Want every drop of him inside me in whatever way I could get it.

I sucked harder and he growled. “That’s so fucking good. Suck my big cock. Please. Fuck,” he hissed as I began to force more of his length into my mouth.

“That’s it, sunshine. Just like that,” he groaned, both hands tangling in my hair, brushing against my cheeks as I tried to get deeper.

I grabbed his thighs, bracing myself as I tried different angles, trying to work his huge cock down my throat. The metal on his dick brushed against my tongue and I closed my eyes, imagining for a second how good it felt when he was inside me.

“A little more. You’re taking me so well,” he urged as I lowered my head further, until he was brushing against the back of my throat. I gagged against the head of his dick and he groaned again.

“Yes. Choke on my cock. Fuck. Fuck!”

His hips thrust up and I gagged again. I held him down, trying a different angle as I worked to push him past my gag reflex…into my throat.

“Yes. Fuck. Yes.” His hands tightened on my head, urging me down. “Take all of it. Be my good girl and take every last fucking inch.”

My eyes were watering as he thrust deeper, entering the back of my throat.

Ari suddenly stilled. “I think that since I’m such a good gift giver…you should give me something too.”

I slid off his dick reluctantly, my tongue tracing the head as I stared at him. “Okay, what do you want?”

Instead of answering me, he flipped me around so that my pussy was positioned above his face.

Oh. He wanted that kind of present. I could definitely do that. I quivered over that first lick. His arms went around my waist, pulling me down so I had no choice but to fuck his face.

“You’re going to fuck my mouth—come all over my face like a good girl,” he breathed as he growled into me.

For a second a flash of insecurity hit me, was I too heavy on him like this? Was he thinking I was going to suffocate him? I lifted up and he yanked me down hard, forcing me back down on his face.

He nipped at my clit and I squeaked, and then the sexy bastard laughed at me. “When I say ‘fuck my mouth,’ I mean I don’t want to breathe anything but your pussy. Got that, sunshine?”

When I didn’t say anything, his hot tongue licked into me. “Are you going to be my good girl?”

“Yes sir,” I moaned as I pushed down on his face, a jolt of pleasure shooting through me as his lips and tongue went to work. He speared into me with his tongue, rewarding me for my obedience.

Ari could do the one thing that no one else could. He could make me forget the outside world, forget my fucked up head. He could help me just…be.

I was so head over heels in love with him.

I moaned, my hips rocking as he thrust his tongue in and out of me.

My hands gripped his legs, using it as leverage as I rode his face, taking what I needed.

My legs began to shake as I chased my orgasm, and then…with one more lick, my muscles were tightening and I was coming all over his face.

He moaned and his licks became feverish. He held me to his mouth, lapping and sucking everything I had to offer.

Once I could breathe, I grabbed onto his dick, forcing it into my mouth.

“I want to fuck your throat, while you fuck my face again. Can I do that, baby?”

“Yes,” I moaned as I licked along his shaft like it was my favorite lollipop.

Ari pulled out slowly and eased back in, his head gripping my hair as he kept me on his dick. It was a good thing he’d taken over, because there was no way for me to concentrate while his tongue and other hand were in my pussy.

He gently fucked my mouth as my hands roamed his perfect body, his pace speeding up as I got more comfortable.

“You look so fucking hot right now,” he groaned as he thrust so far into my throat that I gagged.

My fingers dug into his ass, his muscles contracting under my touch as I sucked on him eagerly.

“Suck my big dick. Make me come in that hot mouth.”

I whimpered as he tugged at my hair, his movements becoming rougher and harder. And then he was growling as hot cum flooded my throat and spilled out of my mouth and down my chin. I came then too, pleasure surging through me as his fingers pushed in and out of me.

I suckled on his head for a second until he was shuddering and pulling me off. And then I flopped down on top of him—completely spent.

His tongue was still softly licking at me, and we stayed like that for a few long moments until he finally shifted me around so that my head was pillowed against his chest.

I traced the tattoos on his skin as we laid there in silence.

“I’m going to take it that you fucking loved my present,” he finally murmured and I burst into laughter, because I’d forgotten for a moment how this whole thing had started.

He started to hum the “dick in the box” song as my laughter continued, and he tipped up my chin so that I was staring into his dark emerald gaze.

“I love the sound of your laugh, sunshine,” he murmured and my breath hitched.

“Me too,” I whispered, an ache in my chest, because before Ari, I’d never laughed. And it caught me off guard every time.

He softly kissed me and one more of the cracks in my fractured heart…it was fixed.

Ari: Have you guys seen the “dick in a box” skit on SNL.

Lincoln: Tell me you didn’t try that.

Walker: Better question is…did Blake like it?

Ari: That’s personal information, Disney.

Lincoln: Then why did you bring it up?

Ari: I didn’t bring it up. I asked if you’d seen the skit. You two just assumed I’m over here putting my dick in a box.

Lincoln:…

Walker: Were we wrong?

Ari:…

Lincoln: I hope you picked an appropriately sized box.

Ari: I know Maximus 5000’s requirements, golden boy. I’m not going to do anything to hurt him.

Walker: I’m not sure what to say right now.

Lincoln: Me neither.

Ari: You don’t need to say anything. You just need to be impressed by my creativity.

Lincoln:…

Walker: Okay, so I’m going to assume Blake liked it.