Page 62 of Worth Every Game
“You sure?”
She pauses to spit in her hand, and the wave of desire that hits me is scorching. I’ll be nothing but a pile of ash when she’s done. “You trying to get me to stop?”
“Fuck, no.” My voice is all gravel.
She starts again, the motion slick with her saliva.God, this woman.Pleasure swirls, building right at the base of my spine, making the tip of my dick tingle. This isn’t going to take long.Shit. How embarrassing. A few weeks of obsessing over her and she only has to touch me for a minute before I’m close to exploding.
I inhale deep, Elly’s scent filling my nostrils.So good. Clean, sweet. A hint of citrus.
I pull her closer, my legs bracing to hold me up as my orgasm approaches. I clench my jaw, grind my teeth. Her hair is against my mouth as I speak. “That’s so good, El. Fuck. You’re good at that. Don’t stop.”
She nestles right against me, her hand still moving furiously between us as she looks up. Those blue eyes, those pretty pink lips… that little pixie nose…
Oh, fuck me. I’m going to lose it.
I throw my head back, eyes shuttering as a blast of pleasure tightens my thighs, tugs on my abs, and tenses every muscle in my fucking body. All sensation pools in my groin as I rock my hips towards her, my cock eager for that final push. I’m teetering right on the edge, approaching the summit of what’s going to be a fucking amazing orgasm. “I’m close… ”
She stops, and her hand leaves my dick, the crest of pleasure instantly receding, only to be instantly replaced by a gut-churning wave of disappointment as my balls clench.What the fuck?I open my eyes to see her take a step back and stare at me, arms crossed. “I won.”
“Huh?”
“Admit that I won.”
We’re talking about the game?How the fuck are we talking about the game when I’m about to blow my load? I don’t give a flying fuck about the game.
Wait.Does she care about the game?My heart dives off a cliff, even as my oh-so-close orgasm recedes. What the fuck is happening?
“Now?” I’ve never sounded more unhinged in my life.
She nods. “You said the game ended when one of us said they want to fuck more than they want to play.” She pokes her sternum with two fingers. “I won.”
I start nodding, aware I look desperate. “Yeah. You won. You won. You won the fucking game.”
“Okay. Good.” She spins away from me and starts to walk out of the room. “I’ll send you my bank details.”
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” I call after her.
She glances over her shoulder at me, then at my cock which is still hard and throbbing like an angry motherfucker. “I just wanted to hear you say it.” She pauses, and I’m so sure she’s going to leave me standing here like an idiot, that when she steps back towards me and drops to her knees instead, shock radiates through me so forcefully that I wonder if I’m going to pass out.Fucking hell.She opens those beautiful pink lips and runs them over the head, skimming it lightly.
I’m going to wake up any second. This can’t be fucking real.
A rough groan leaves me. “What the—”
Her tongue darts out and licks over my tip, and before I can finish my question she swallows my cock, and the sight of it disappearing between those pretty pink lips is almost more than I can handle. Arousal consumes me, blowing my mind.If this is a dream, then bring it the fuck on.
Her mouth is soft and warm, and the suction is perfect. She slides her fingers around to grip my arse, pinning me in place. I let out a rumbling moan of appreciation as my hands come to the back of her head, fingers sliding into her hair as she works me, one of her hands fisting the base of my shaft. Her head bobs up and down, her tongue curling around the tip, flicking it, slopping back and forth over it to lick up the beads of pre-cum before she swallows down the length again.
Need gathers in my hips, hard and unrelenting. I want to thrust down her throat, fuck her mouth until I come, but seeing as she started this, I let her set the pace.
“Fuck, El. You’re so good at this. Shit,” I groan, gripping her head. “Look at you taking my cock like a good girl.” She gives an answering moan and the vibrations shoot up into my hips, adding fire to the burning ball of heat in my groin. “I’m going tocome,” I grit out, and she nods like it’s okay andI can’t fucking believe itand then the orgasm hits like a hurricane.
My toes curl, my head tipping back as a deluge of sensation destroys the last of my restraint. “Fuuuck, El,” I roar as hot reams of cum spurt into her mouth.
She takes it all while I’m groaning and shuddering and losing my fucking shit in the middle of the kitchen. I rest my hands on the back of her head, fingers tangling in her curls, as she sucks me dry, swallowing every last drop, and the pleasure is so intense it’s almost painful. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…” I gasp with each final zap that shoots through me. It’s like she’s torturing me, eking out every last spark with her sweet mouth.
Then she sucks right up to my tip, and her mouth pops off, a string of saliva briefly connecting us. She sits back on her heels, her tongue swiping over her lips, which are puffy and swollen.
My legs are weak, and my head is swimming.What the fuck just happened here?