Page 109 of Foreplay on Words

“As long as you’re the one in the lead,” I teased as I pinched his ass.

“You’re incorrigible.”

“But I’m yours.” Flashing him a bright smile, I gave him a cheeky wink.

“Yes, yes you are.” He put his hands on my waist and pulled me toward his chest, kissing me softly. “And I’ll keep you around despite your need to make everything sound dirty.”

“It’s one of my best qualities.”

Evan

Connecticut

“Come on, baby,” I coaxed as I tried to pry the blanket out of Chase’s hands. “You promised.”

“But wouldn’t you rather stay in bed with me?” Her pout was almost my undoing.

We’d been back in Connecticut for almost a month, and this was the first time she’d refused to get out of bed for a run with me. “I thought we were making progress. You said you didn’t hate it last time.”

“I didn’t say I liked it either. We can always go later. I think you should get back into bed. It’s warm under these covers.”

I was having a hard time denying her. She was playing dirty this morning.

“Please? I miss having your big, strong body wrapped around me.”

Blowing out a heavy breath, I sat down next to her.

“I promise you’ll still break a sweat,” she teased as she rolled to her side. Her partially covered body caused a stirring in my shorts as she started to caress her bare breasts, rolling her nipples and moaning softly.

“You play dirty.”

I watched with rapt attention as one hand traveled down her chest, dipping beneath the sheets. I grabbed the covers and pulled them back as I watched her hand cover her mound.

“Help me?” she sighed as she reached for my hand and brought it down with hers, slowly parting her folds.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” I groaned as I dipped two fingers inside her opening. “You’re making this really hard to resist. You know I love it when you’re all cuddly and horny in the morning.”

“I hope you can’t resist,” she cooed as her hand reached inside the bottom of my shorts, gripping my stiffening length through my boxer briefs. “I want you.”

“Fuck,” I moaned as her fingers parted the flap and encircled my shaft. Working me up and down, her thumb spread pre-cum around the tip. She knew exactly how to get me going. “You don’t play fair. You’ve completely destroyed my routine as it is.”

Not that I was truly complaining. Her being here was an adjustment, but the pros outweighed the cons.

After we started writing and returned to Connecticut, I thought our sex life would wane, but we still couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We’d tried out a few more things from Talia’s bag of toys, role-playing certain scenes as we wrote.

We’d even experimented with a few new things I didn’t think I’d be into. Chase made me try the leather cock cage while I watched her play with herself. It was by far the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. I’d exploded the second she released me from it and took me in her mouth afterward to kiss it better. I hadn’t realized exactly how powerful edging could be. The delayed gratification made the intense release that followed worth it.

“Take off your clothes,” she panted as I continued to slowly fuck her with my fingers, my thumb rubbing firmly on her clit.

“Shit,” I hissed as I pulled her hand out of my shorts and stood beside the bed. “You’re a bad influence.”

Chase sat up and kissed along the muscle on my pelvis as I slowly lowered my shorts. My cock sprung free, and she grabbed it with one hand, flicking the head with her tongue. “But you like it. You love it when I can’t keep my hands off you.”

“Mmmm,” she hummed, taking me further into her mouth.

Pulling my T-shirt over my head, I tried to toe off my shoes as she started a slow rhythm with her mouth.

“Get up on the pillows,” I rasped out once I wrestled free from my clothes.

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