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Santana had never done this before. She was always careful when it came to sex, after all, she generally had the most to lose. But watching Puck struggle to keep his cool throughout this entire exchange boosted Santana’s ego in a way a sexual experience had never done before. If she wasn’t already in his head, there was no doubt in her mind that she would be after this.
As the aftershocks of her own orgasm continued to roll through her body, the brunette kept her eyes on Puck’s cock after he had pulled out and watched as he came almost instantly onto her pelvis. As his warm cum hit her skin, her eyes glanced up at his face and she took in the look of pure bliss that was etched across his face. Letting out a breathless laugh at his comment, Santana closed her eyes for a moment as he rolled off of her.
After giving them both a few minutes to recover, Santana turned her head before pushing Puck’s shoulder with her hand. “Pass me the towel that I dropped on the floor.” She told him, her eyes glancing at the cum that was still on her skin. “I can’t exactly get up.” Santana added. As he followed her request, she accepted the towel and quickly wiped it off of her body. After making sure none of it got on her sheets, Santana stood from the bed once she was clean and made her way over to the ensuite where she threw the towel in the laundry basket. Returning to her room, the brunette slipped on a pair of panties before returning to her bed. “Did you still want to stay?” Santana asked, her eyes finding his as she spoke. “We can order dinner and do that again? Though I’m going to need a shower.”
The amount of energy that Puck expelled with his orgasm left him practically brain dead. His chest was heaving, a wide smile plastered on his face as he tried to regain some semblance of consciousness. He blinked as he tried to process Santana’s request, his mind still running sluggishly from lack of blood. “Huh?” He shook his head and looked over to where Santana had dropped the towel. “Oh...yeah.” Puck rolled off the bed and retrieved it before handing it to her and watching as she wiped away the mess he’d made. “I hope you know I’m not sorry about that,” he chimed, flopping back onto her bed as she headed toward her own private bathroom. Seriously, this girl lived like a queen.
He was leaning up on his elbows as she walked back into the bedroom and he watched her dip into her top drawer before pulling on a pair of panties. Really he didn’t know why she was doing it, they’d be stained in no time. The thought made him smirk, the shifting of the bed under her added weight garnering his attention. “Hell yeah, I wanna stay,” he smiled, her offer making his chest warm. “I vote all of the above.” Puck quickly grabbed her waist and rolled her under him again, his body easily fitting between her legs. “I’ll order pizza and I bet I can get you off twice before it even gets here.” He was still recovering from their last round, but it wouldn’t take him long to get hard. Besides, he was always game for a challenge. “We can shower after we eat,” he shrugged. “If you shower now you’re just gonna get dirty again.” He smiled down at her and rolled his hips against her. “I say we make the most of you having the place to ourselves.” Puck waggled his eyebrows before bending down to drop open-mouthed kisses along Santana’s neck. If she was inviting him to stay the night, there was no chance in hell he was going to pass it up.












