Page 131 of In The Game
When he says nothing, I pull back to get a read on his face. He’s biting his lower lip and smiling—wheels turning in his head. It spurs my racing thoughts.
“What are you thinking?”
He chuckles, tipping up my chin to kiss me. I’m such a sucker for him. The look in his eyes tells me I’m not leaving here without at least a couple of orgasms.Who am I to stand in his way?Getting alone time without Arthur around is a rarity, and when we do, he enjoys making sure we use that time wisely.
Although there’s a wild beast behind those hungry eyes, he’s being so patient as he strips my clothes. He unbuttons my shirt, focusing on one button at a time, then nudges it off my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. The lace bra I’m wearing, a gift from him, makes my boobs look awesome. It lifts and separates, and gives me confidence.
Barrett pushes the skirt to the floor, and wetness pools between my thighs. He looks satisfied that I’m wearing the matching undies. I’m happy I wore the set today—the rod stiffening in his pants says he is too.
He delicately grasps the front of the new underwear. He’s a gentleman about it—no ripping of my new garments. Then he pulls them up and I sigh as the material separates my folds, giving me friction where I need it. It feels so good.
“I’ll play with you. But we’re playing with your toys.”
I cock my head to the side, and he holds up his closed palm. When he opens, a string with a key at the end dangles from one of his thick fingers.
“Guess what I found today?”
That key belongs to a box I keep hidden under my bed. Still fisting my underwear, he bends over and pulls out said box, setting it beside him on the mattress. Like some street dealer showing off stolen wares, he flips the lid, revealing my collection of silicone vibrators in an array of colors. He’s clearly already been snooping since I never leave it unlocked.
He smiles.I know that smile.He’s up to no good.
This man better not give me any shit for my hoard of battery boyfriends. I push down any embarrassment and bat my eyes at him. “Found your competition, I see.”
“Competition?” He cocks his head to the side, quirking an eyebrow. “No, love. Collaborators. We’re joining forces. When our powers combine—”
“Thanks, Captain Planet. I get the picture.” He tugs the underwear higher, and I gasp.
“Good.” He releases them. “Lay on the bed. I get first dibs.”
Holy hell,yes.
I practically leap onto the mattress and flop on my back. I’m so ready for whatever he decides to dole out.
Reaching for the hem of his shirt, he pulls it over his head and then unzips the fly restraining his erection. That’s what I want. After he shucks off his pants and boxers in one swoop, he pumps his cock twice. Sometime, I hope he’ll let me watch him get off. I bet it’s hot as hell.
I think he’s going to crawl over me, but instead, he grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the mattress and drops to his knees. He drags my underwear off my legs, with a wicked grin, then brings my legs over his shoulders.
“I want to try something new we haven’t done yet. Do you know what I’m talking about, Raleigh?” Adrenaline courses through me, and I nod. I’ve never taken him there, though I desperately want to. “You ready?”
I nod again. I have been preparing for this anytime we might get a chance.
He gets closer to my sex, and his beard scratches my inner thighs, making me shiver with anticipation. I prop myself up on my elbows to watch. While peering up at me through hooded lids, his tongue slips out to open kiss my clit. My eyelids flutter shut as he laps at me again and again. The visual is so sultry and intimate, but the way he licks and sucks makes it impossible to pry my eyes open.
“If it gets to be too much, you tell me and we’ll stop.”
“Mmhmm.”
In one movement, he pushes my thighs higher and spits on the tight knot. I gasp, and my eyes pop open. The corners of his eyes wrinkle as he tries to control a smile.
“Oh my god,” I mewl, “we’re finally doing it.”
He returns to feeding on me, but this time brings his left middle finger to my second entrance and pushes until he invades me. I moan and tension wraps around my core. I love the sensation of his lips sucking my sensitive nub while he fucks my ass with his finger.
When the adrenaline blooms in my chest, I grip his hair and hold him close while I come. He licks me, dipping his tongue inside my pussy and I close in on it. I’m dripping everywhere. He stands, smirking, then pulls the box closer and finds the bottle of lube.
“Spit on me again,” I beg. The first time, I only heard it, this time I want to see it too. With perfect accuracy and total dominance, he does, looking down at me with darkened eyes. I feel like his personal toy, and relish the idea of being used.Fuck yeah, it’s on.
He coats his throbbing cock in lubricant. “Flip.” I roll to my stomach, bent over the bed. He slaps my ass and spreads my cheeks, the head of his cock pressed to my asshole. I wiggle my hips, needing him, wanting him to fill me up.