Page 54 of The Game
“Yes, you can. And you will.” I insist, slipping a finger down to feel myself as I move inside her. She’s soaking me, soI move that lubricated finger back to her sensitive bud and resume my insistent swirls. “Come for me.”
My teeth sink into her breast in a nip bordering on painful and I press down on that button at the same time, sending her screaming over the edge.
My body seizes, pleasure ripping through me like a tidal wave as I give in. Her pussy clenches around me as I continue to pulse inside her, spilling into the condom.
Small thrusts work me through the last of the orgasm and I reach up to hold her chin so I can stare into her eyes. Her beautiful brown eyes are wet with moisture.
“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No. It was...” she trails off as if she can’t find the words, but I’ve got one for her.
“Perfection.”
A stray hair falls across her eyes as she nods, and I brush it back with care as if she’s fragile as glass. A shiver still ripples through her sensitive skin at my touch.
My body is spent, but I’m still reluctant to pull out of her. I could stay inside her all night, but we should sleep. I have to at least get rid of the condom.
The slight wince as I pull out gives her away, and I stroke her cheek again.
“You sure you’re okay?”
“I’m fantastic. You’re just so big and it’s been a little while. I’m going to feel that for awhile.”
“Good. Every time you get a twinge down there, you’ll remember how fucking good it was having me stretching you out. You’ll think of me every day. Just how I want it.”
“Mmm.” Is all she can manage.
I can’t even get up. My legs are like jelly, so I tie off the condom and toss it into the bin beside my desk, stretching out beside her to tuck her up against my body. She feels so right there. The curve of her ass tucks perfectly against my sated cock, and she snuggles into the hand I’ve got curled around her torso.
I’ll get up and clean us up in a bit. For now. I need this. This intimacy fills me up, recharging me, so I soak it in while I can. Who knows when I’ll get this again?
That thought leaves my overheated body cold. I’ve missed this so much, but not with just anyone. I want it with her. My fake dating idea doesn’t seem like such a good one anymore. Could we make it real? What would that mean for me? For her?
It would mean trusting someone, letting them see me at my most vulnerable. Giving them the power to destroy me. I don’t know if I could live through it if someone hurt me again like that, but she wouldn’t do that to me. Right?
Chapter 19
Anything For You
Jazz
Soft snores rumble undermy chest and I smile, looking up to see the harsh lines of Cole’s face softened by sleep. A sliver of moonlight sneaks through the window to highlight every ridge of muscle exposed by the sheet.
I glance around, disoriented, in the unfamiliar room, and spot the red light of a digital clock on the bedside table. It’s only three, not time to get up yet. I should go back to sleep, but I can’t stop staring at him.
I trace a finger down his chest, circling his pecs and each groove of his abs. The soothing rhythm finally eases me back into a sleepy state. It’s fine. I can worry about the details in the morning. We said this would be one night, and it was an incredible one. I’ll just enjoy this man for now and see whereit goes later.
“What is that incredible smell? Did I die? Is this Heaven? Cause if so, I take back every sin I’ve ever sinned.”
Of course it’s JJ’s voice that rings out louder than the rest. The boisterous enthusiasm from behind me is a little much even for me this early in the morning, and I consider myself to be a morning person. Given an adequate supply of caffeine, of course.
“What are you searching for, JJ? Coffee or breakfast?”
“All of the above.”
I spin around. “There are fresh scones baking in the oven, and I’ve got some bacon and eggs frying up. They won’t be long. Help your self to a cup of coffee. You guys had some good stuff there, so should be tasty.” They actually have a full-on fancy espresso machine in the kitchen, but I didn’t exactly feel like playing barista on my day off, so I made a regular old pot of drip.
“You can stay over any time you want. I could kiss you right now.”