Page 69 of Blue

I ducked my head, a blush warmed my cheeks, and a nervous laugh slipped from my lips. “Not exactly.”

Blue scooted closer. “You haven’t collected on your bet.”

I leaned up on my elbow, but he grabbed onto my wrist before I could touch him.

“Kiss—” His jaw clenched, he swallowed, then loosened his hold. “I won’t get hard.”

I gently touched his chest and grazed my nails along his sternum. “Did you ever play red light, green light when you were little?”

“I was more of a dodgeball kid.”

“Well, we’re not playing that. I don’t want to dodge your balls.”

Blue flopped to his back and laughed.

“Perfect.” I leaned over him. “Stay just like this.” I kissed him with a slow brush of my mouth to his, a touch of tongue, and a gentle nibble of his lip.

A shuddering exhale vibrated through his body.

“No expectations,” I said. “Like last night. Just the words red light or green light.”

My hair tickled along his chest, and his nipples tightened into flat hard disks.

“Anything to do with your hair is a green light.”

“For me, too, Blue.” I leaned over him and licked his nipple.

A low growl rumbled from his chest, he threaded his fingers through my tangles, cupped my skull, and fisted my hair. His other palm slipped onto my hip beneath the covers.

I lifted my gaze, connecting with his. “There are no rules about your hands, but only words will make me stop. You can’t push me away.” With the tip of my tongue, I traced the stretched tendon in his neck. “I’m going to use my mouth, Blue.” I gently bit his earlobe. “And I’m going to use my hands.” No doubt, he could feel the shift of my body. I reached between my legs and slid a finger against my slit.

“Green fucking light,” he whispered, sliding his hand over mine, and pushing both of our fingers into my pussy.

“Keep talking,” I said, taking our fingers out of my pussy. “What happened today?”

“Oil change and a chain adjustment on a cruiser.”

I hummed, kissing along his shoulder, and trailed my fingers down his torso. “You went to the clubhouse?”

The closer my fingers drifted toward his crotch the harsher his breaths became. “We loaded up Romeo’s and Levi’s room into Torch’s truck and got them moved over to the house.”

The words rushed from his mouth as my lips followed the path my fingertips had taken. I kissed along his ribs.

“Brenna and Pike need a couple days to get moved over,” Blue said.

“And then you’ll move into their room?” Pushing the blanket lower, I nipped the skin of his hip.

Blue tensed beneath my lips. I waited for him to tell me to stop.

My breath warmed his skin, and my lips were dangerously close to his cock.

“Kiss?” His fingers tightened in my hair, but he didn’t pull me away from him.

I listened to everything he said, but I focused on his reactions to my touch. Not fully erect, but his cock jerked, and his balls tightened.

“Red light or green light?” I asked him.

“Green light.”

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