Page 64 of Playing Games

She’s too fucking special to me.

I guide us over toward the chairs that are placed around a small firepit and sit her down in one of them before I remove the blanket from my shoulder and unfold it over the grass. The light of the moon is the only thing that’s guiding our movements, but my eyes have adjusted so well to the darkness that I don’t miss the way Lexi watches me with already hooded eyes the entire time.

Once I have the blanket spread out, Lexi rises to her feet. She slips off her flip-flops and steps onto the blanket, and with her gaze purposefully locked with mine, she starts to remove her clothes.

Her tank top is first, then her bra and jean shorts. And her black cotton panties are the last thing that leaves her body before she’s standing before me, beautifully bared with the glow of the moon bouncing off her naked skin.

“Fuck,” I mutter, running a hand through my hair as I kneel down before her. I grip her thighs as I look up to meet her big blue eyes. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

A shuddering breath escapes her lungs, and I lean forward to press soft kisses to each of her thighs. I move my lips to her belly and press kisses there too. But eventually, the temptation of her perfect pink pussy is too much for me, and I lift one of her thighs over my shoulder and bury my face between her legs.

She’s wet and sweet on my mouth, and I can’t stop myself from sliding my tongue inside her to feel how warm and tight she is.

My cock is already hard, damn near capable of cutting through steel, but I focus all my attention on Lexi and how good she tastes and how good she feels and how fucking amazing it is to hear her moans escape her throat.

It’s not long before her hands are gripping my hair and she’s bracing herself through the waves of her orgasm. Her arousal coats my tongue, and I savor every fucking drop she gives me.

Her body grows lax against mine, and I carefully brace her in my arms as I ease her down onto the blanket until she’s lying on her back. And when she blinks her eyes open, locking them with mine, they’re hazy and off focus in the best kind of way.

She reaches out to grip the elastic of my shorts, and before I know it, her hand is inside my boxer briefs, stroking my hard cock.

Fuck.

My eyes shut of their own accord, and Lexi takes it upon herself to pull my shorts and briefs down so my cock is bared to the warm, night air.

“I want you inside me,” she whispers into my ear, pressing kisses to my neck and face and lips as she continues to stroke me. “I need it, Blake.”

Double fuck.

She adjusts her body so she’s straddling my hips, her bare pussy taking the place of her hand and just barely brushing against my dick. I look up at her, completely entranced by how fucking beautiful this girl is.

She’s everything.Fucking everything.

“Do you have contraception?” she asks, and I nod, reaching into the pocket of my shorts to pull out a condom. She snatches it from my hand, tearing the wrapper with her fucking teeth and sliding it down my cock before I can even process what is happening.

But when she starts to lift her hips, her focus solely on getting me inside her, I take control, gripping her waist and flipping her onto her back.

“Are you sure?” I whisper, my lips brushing hers. “Because…you know…we don’t have to rush this. We could—”

“Blake,” she begs. “Please. We’ve waited long enough.”

Disciplined from years of boot-camp-style football training or not, there’s no fucking way I can say no right now. I want this just as much as she does. Hell, I probably want itmore,but it’s not for the pure act of sex itself.

It’s because it’sher.

It’s because it’s Lexi.

My dream girl. Only in real life, she’s better than in dreams.

Lexi

The air is warm and sticky against my skin, and I feel a bead of sweat drip down my spine, but I’m too focused on Blake to be annoyed by it.

His body hovers over mine, his cock is perched at my entrance, and a moan escapes my lungs. Needy and desperate and practically coming apart at the seams, I don’t even recognize the girl I am right now. I feel frantic and anxious and aroused and a million other things as I simply wait to finally feel him inside me.

But he keeps us like that, one strong hand on my hip, and his face is so close to mine that his eyes look midnight blue beneath the dark sky. He releases my hip, and he reaches up to cup my face, brushing his thumb gently over my warm cheek.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs, his voice a sexy rasp of seduction and need. “Do you have any idea what you do to me? Do you know that you undo me every time you deign to look in my direction?”

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