Page 61 of The Game

Okay then.

I roll her over.

“Adam,” she exhales on a gasp, her long dark strands splaying like a spider’s web across the pillow.

I prop myself up on my hands, and her fingers tickle down my side and over my abs, exploring where I disappear inside her. A trailing hand drifts back up to play with the hair on my chest. It’s ticklish but sexy how much she likestouching. All my nerve endings are on fire. Everywhere her fingers land sets up an answering call in me, electricity snaking through my torso and pulsing in my cock.

“This is so good,” she gasps.

Damn right it is. I reach down and run my thumb over the soft skin between her legs, finding her nub and playing gently. I want to do everything here. I want my mouth all over this sweetness. She’s so wet and tight, making the slide in and out easy but so fucking good. Fit and strong, she’s rising up to meet my hips on every stroke; she’sactiveunder me. It’s missionary position but like something else entirely. I’m watching her abdomen contract and the muscles in her arms move as she trails her long fingers all over my torso, tangling in the hair on my chest and my stomach.

I lean down into her and trail my lips across hers. “How are you doing, sexy girl?”

“Oh God, Adam, it’s just … I never want to come.” She lifts her knees and locks her feet around my ass and she’s lost the friction of me against her, but some memory of how this works makes me push deeper, playing with her between her legs.

“Oh … Oh … Oh.More, Adam.” Her torso arches off the bed.

“More what?”

“I don’t know!” she gasps. “More everything.”

“So demanding.”

“Sorry … I …”

“Shh. I like the demands, Anna.”

I firm up how I’m rubbing against her and thrust harder. How am I holding on here? It’s like a tag team of her losing it then me losing it. The tingling in my balls started so long ago, but if I concentrate on her, on giving her pleasure,somehow I can override the pressure that’s building at the base of my cock like a huge dark cloud on the horizon.

I like strong women, I realize now. I think Janus and I have that in common. Celine turned out to be needy in the worst possible ways, though she appeared strong when I met her. There’s something so hot to me in a woman challenging me and not having a problem with me challenging her back. Not shying away from anything,even rolling me during sex.

I start to laugh, and my hips falter as Anna’s eyes widen on mine. “What?” she whispers.

I lean down to kiss her, still laughing. “I’m sorry,” I mumble. “I thought the fight moves were funny.”

She growls at me and rolls me again, and I’m weak with laughter as she widens her knees and sinks deeper, hands on my chest as she leans forward and moves her hips.

“Yes,” I gasp, trying to grasp onto the last threads of the rope that’s rapidly unraveling. “Take what you need.”

My thumb finds her nub again, rubbing softly. I’ve no hope of holding off now, her wetness is all over my fingers and the sight of her breasts moving and the muscles of her strong arms and shoulders is too much.

“Anna, I’m going to …” The tingling races up my legs and into my balls.

“Yes,” she hisses, forehead dropping down to meet mine, and I tilt my chin for a sloppy kiss as she starts to contract around me. My whole body locks, my cock jerking inside her, and I roll her fast, thrusting, once, twice, and empty myself into the condom as I grind all over her. Her eyes widen, unseeing, fluttering shut as her head goes back and she jerks and shudders under me.

I bury my head in her throat, my length still twitching as I inhale her sweet smell, now mixed with sweat and sex. “That’s called a power move,” I gulp out. “The final killer roll.”

She snorts, then blows a raspberry into my neck.

21

ADAM

Ithink the next three days must be the most perfect I’ve ever spent. Anna and I hang around Janus’s apartment, and when she goes off to practice, Janus and I hole up in his den. When I ask him why he’s not in his office downtown, he says, “You’re here, buddy, and we never hang out together anymore. And if you think I’m not taking this opportunity to get help with my code, you’re off your rocker.” When I protest that I can come round anytime, he waves his hand, grumbling, “I can work remotely, and they can get used to me not being there and making their own goddamn decisions for a change.”

So, we both do meetings online and take calls, but it still makes my heart sing to fill the time in between with getting things done and sharing tech ideas, scarfing down homemade sandwiches and drinking too much coffee. I sketch out concepts for electronic kits and send them to Keith and Sean, and because I’m not there being sucked into day-to-day tech problems, I have more time to talk to Susie and give her more support. Janus and I walk Pepper and buy a fabulous flat white from the café downstairs in his building. After the first walk, Janus starts talking about buying a dog because he never walks around his neighborhood, and if he had one, he’d “get out more.”

I tell him what he needs is a kid in a stroller, and he tells me there’s nothinghe’d like better than having a little Jo in miniature. He talks about how his parents are already dropping not-so-subtle hints about grandchildren and about a guy who’s got involved in Jo’s company whom he hates. And I tell him he has to make me the godfather of at least one of the children or I might never speak to him again.

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