Page 78 of Forbidden Game

“Baby, you look like a wet dream.”

Her confidence grows with my compliment, her smile tipping seductively as she reaches out a hand and beckons me forward.

“Then be a good boy and come play.”

I almost come in my pants.

Pants that I am unbuttoning and tearing off with lightning speed.

I descend on her in record time, caging her between my thighs and rocking against her as I take her lips with mine. Her body is warm beneath my touch, and I can’t keep my hands from tracing all over her. There isn’t an inch of her I want to miss. She’s fucking delectable.

I kiss a path down her body, stopping when I reach her breast. I swirl my tongue around the sensitive tip, wetting the lace. Her chest lifts slightly as she arches into my touch, urging me on. My hand comes down to squeeze her other breast, running my thumb over her nipple while I lave away at the other.

Her hands thread in my hair, manicured nails scratching against the shortened sides. I drag my lips lower, leaving a hot path down her stomach. Just as I reach her bully button, I feel her tense, abs contracting.

I peer up at her through hooded eyes. “Not yet?”

She shakes her head. “Lingerie stays on.”

My head tilts. I can work with that.

“So, this is okay?” I place a kiss on her inner thigh, and her whole body breaks out in a shiver. I place another one a bit higher, and her knee pulls in slightly. My hands dig into the thick curves of her hips.

So responsive.

“God, you’re a tease,” she breathes.

I just grin at her before I lick a line up the inside of her thigh, stopping just short of the lacy barrier. I repeat the action on the other side, and her strong thighs clench inward. My cock strains in my briefs, the sensitive head pushing against the band.

I’m torturing myself with my face inches away from her sweet cunt.

Relief.

I need some sort of relief from this pain.

I drag myself back up the length of her body, nuzzling her neck and inhaling her cherry-sweet scent and placing a hot kiss just beneath her ear. Sydney’s small hands run along my shoulders, scratching down my biceps. She pulls me closer, lips parted as she desperately searches for my kiss.

Her eyes are a stormy haze, and I drink in her taste as we crash in a heady kiss.

My hips roll against hers, dragging my cock against her center, and my eyes almost roll back in my head at the blissful relief the contact creates.

I release a strangled groan against her lips.

If she feels this good now, how fucking amazing is she going to feel with nothing between us?

Will I even survive that?

I keep up the rhythm, my hips churning in waves as our bodies move as one against each other. Sydney gasps and her fingers curl around my ribs, piercing my skin as she lifts her body to be closer to mine.

Whether she notices it or not, she’s matching me beat for beat, chasing after my touch.

My thick length knocks into her heat, the tip beading with precum. Her own wetness begins to seep through, and I feel it soaking my briefs. The added lubrication has my balls tightening as the friction between our bodies turns to fucking water, letting us slide against each other.

Sydney’s legs lock around the backs of my thighs, and her hands tighten on my hips, pulling me against her at a new angle and keeping me there.

She lets out a low moan.

Fuck.

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