Page 71 of Vicious Little Games

“Oh, I know you are,” I say while letting my eyes roam up and down her body no less than three times. When I force myself to stop and meet her pale green gaze again, I ask, “Have you seen this prick? He looks like a little boy playing dress up in his daddy's suit. You've got at least five inches on him.”

Cass doesn’t look disappointed like I had hoped after my incredibly accurate description of the man waiting downstairs. No, she grins while strolling up to me and palming the bulge forming in the front of my jeans, taunting me. “Maybe he'll have five inches on you where it counts.”

“Ha. Funny. But we both know that’ll never fucking happen,” I reply. “He's definitely not worth you leaving here looking that good. At least turn around and let me bang you against the wall one good time before you go.”

That remark has her removing her hand and taking a step back, her arms folded over her heavy tits straining the top of her dress.

“Get out of my room. And stop picking the lock for fuck's sake.”

“I would find your rejection more believable if you had actually locked your door, or weren't standing in front of it now, blocking my way out,” I tell her before I lean in and swipe my tongue over her painted red lips, tasting her lipstick.

Just like I knew she would, Cass moans and then her back slumps against the door. Her lips part for me, letting my tongue slide inside and coax her tongue to come play with it.

After about a minute of kissing her deeply with my body flattening hers to the door, a silent demand for more than our tongues to fuck, Cass's palms clamp onto my shoulders. She pushes me down to my knees, and I easily go. I don't bother hiking up her dress, I just dive underneath her short skirt to tongue the crotch of her panties.

Blue thong panties to match the dress and shoes.

“A thong for this fucker? I thought you hated them.” At the light touch of my tongue teasing her again, her thighs open wider, giving me better access to the ache. I hook a finger in the crotch of her panties to tug them aside and attack her clit. Cass moans and tips her hips forward, inviting me to keep going. Her palms both pressing on my head through her dress demand that I don't even think about stopping until she comes.

I swear I have her gasping, her legs trembling, and her pussy gushing for me in record time.

Good thing it was quick, and she was quiet, because someone knocks on her bedroom door that she is still pressed against while I’m lapping up her endless arousal.

“Cass, are you ready? Alistair is here,” my mother informs her.

“Ye-yes,” she answers her voice still shaky but her palms still clutching my head. “I’ll be out in…just a second.”

I gently bite the inside of her thigh making her yelp.

“Everything okay?” my mom asks while Cass slaps at my head through the material.

“Yes, just twisted my sore ankle,” the beautiful liar replies.

“Okay, I'll let him know you’ll be down soon,” my mom replies. Then she adds, “He's so cute and sweet. I think you'll like him.”

I finally pull my head out from underneath Cass’s dress to stand up. With a huff of annoyance Cass has to reach down and fix her panties that I left askew over her cunt on purpose.

“Have fun on your date with the munchkin man,” I tell her quietly while licking the taste of her from my lips.

“I wonder if he's short enough to eat me out without kneeling. That could be fun.”

“You're so full of shit. You don't want a man who is smaller than you.”

“How would you know?” she asks.

“Because you love trying to climb me like a fucking tree. And don't think I've forgotten the night of the wedding either, you know when you jumped me, then rode me hard and fast like a rodeo star?”

That was the last time we had full-on sex, wasn’t it? And it was months ago. Jesus.

“I was drunk that night,” the woman lies with a straight face.

“Bullshit, Cassie. You didn't touch a drop of alcohol.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I watched you all night, and I tasted your lips and tongue, remember?”

Shaking her head, she says, “I told you that we have to stop this, Cole.”

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