Page 48 of Pleasure Games

“Jesus,” he muttered darkly. Then he leaned over her, gripped his cock and spewed come into a hot pool across her stomach and rib cage. He remained poised above her for a few breaths before zipping himself up and telling her to stay where she was.

He returned moments later with a warm, damp cloth to wipe her clean. When he was done, he left her once again.

“Wait,” Jasmine called before he shut the door behind him. “Where are you going?”

“To sleep in the other room.”

“Why?”

He stood in the open doorway, just a dark shadow. Finally he said, “I can’t sleep beside you without fucking you.”

He didn’t wait for her answer. He simply closed the door and left her to her own thoughts.

Aftershocks continued to quiver through her already trembling body. She’d just had an orgasm. An amazing, body-shattering, mind-blowing orgasm. But more than that, she’d had it without any physical stimulation whatsoever, not from him and not from herself.

He’d made her come with words.

Maybe people did this all the time. With phone sex and stuff. But Jasmine had never had phone sex. In fact, she’d never had an orgasm with a man present.

Period.

God, Jazz...if you came that hard just by him talking to you...imagine what it would be like to really be with him. To do all the crazy things you’ve fantasized about.

“I don’t think my imagination is even capable,” she whispered to herself in the dark. Shedding her bra and panties, Jasmine crawled naked between the sheets. She lay on her back staring at the dark ceiling. She should have felt elated at the notion of being with Luca, but she’d realized something very important. Luca was clearly an expert in bed.

What would he do when he found out she wasn’t?