Page 114 of Forbidden Game

Sydney’s hands reach out to claw at the edges of my T-shirt. I let her tugs it off me. She pulls back and admires me. I like having her eyes on me, tracking every inch of my skin like she is trying to memorize it.

She reaches out and runs a single finger down my sternum.

“God, you’re pretty,” she says, cocking her head to the side.

“Pretty?”

“Mmm,” she hums, letting that finger trail lower and lower. “It’s like someone cut you out of a magazine.”

My laugh turns to a strangled groan when that finger reaches the band of my shorts. My hand closes around hers, and I use both our hands to tug them off. My cock springs to attention, free from its constraints.

A spark of clarity breaks through Sydney’s haze as she stares down at me.

“It’s bigger than I remember.” She looks almost horrified as she eyes my dick.

“All the better to fuck you with.” I grin.

She hits my chest and hops off the marble, shimmying out of her leggings.

I stare, slack-jawed, as she stands before me. My eyes trace over every inch of her, cataloging every curve and dip on her short frame.

She gives me a shy smile before opening the door to the shower and stepping inside.

She stands under the spray, and the water sluices off her skin. She looks like a naiad, an ethereal beauty at home in the water. I’m at risk of drowning myself just so I can please her. I would kneel at her feet and offer her whatever she asked for.

I step behind her as she turns her face up to the rainfall shower head. Her blonde hair turns darker as it becomes drenched, and I reach around, placing my hands on the sides of her ribs. Her skin shines as the light hits it, and I become lost in her beauty.

I’m jealous of the water that touches every inch of her skin, wishing I could somehow do the same.

I twist Sydney around and pull her into a soft kiss. The water cascades around us, hitting from every direction. She wraps her arms around my neck, and I reach down, hooking my hands under her thighs and lifting her. I walk forward until her back rests against the cool tiles.

“You’re so bloody gorgeous,” I mutter.

Sydney’s legs tighten around me, and my eyes roll back at the feeling of her cunt pressed against my stomach. I groan as the tip of my dick keeps bumping against her ass as she shifts.

Fuck, I want to be inside her.

I tug on her bottom lip and draw it into my mouth as I grip her harder. Her hands come up to thread through my wet hair, and I sigh into the feeling. Her kisses taste like the sweetest poison, killing me with pure pleasure.

“Parker, I want you. All of you.”

And fuck me if I don’t almost blow my load just hearing her utter those words.

I adjust my grip and carefully carry her out of the shower.

“I—What are you doing?”

“Putting you somewhere more comfortable.”

“But I’m all wet!”

“That’s what she said.”

“Oh my God.”

I crawl onto my bed with her still hooked around me and lay her on her back. She stares up at me, her golden strands splayed across my sheets and darkening them with water.

I drag my tongue down her body, tasting the water on her skin as I make my way to her sweet pussy. I lick a clean path up her slit and stare up at her.

---