Page 102 of A Game Of Love

Her hair is mussed, cheeks flushed, and body coated in a sheen of sweat.

“Stop looking at me like that,” she whispers.

“Like what?” I cock a brow.

“Like you want to eat me.”

I grin. “Didn’t I already do that?”

The little devil grins right back, spreading her legs. “You’re more than welcome to have seconds.”

“Fucking hell,” I growl, giving my cock a few stiff strokes.

I want to fuck her so damn bad, but I’m not done playing with her. An idea comes to mind from one of the books I got from the shop.

“I’ll be right back.”

Her eyes widen as I jump off the bed.

“Bishop, what the fuck! Where are you going?” she asks, looking a little panicked.

“Going down to the lobby to grab ice.” I slip on some sweatpants, tucking my erection in the waistband of my sweats.

“Right now?” she hisses. “And for what?”

“An idea I have. Something I read. I think you're going to like it.” I wiggle my eyebrows.

“Bishop,” she growls.

“I’ll be right back. Real quick, promise.” I press a quick kiss on her lips.

“You're going to leave me like this?” she grumbles as I head for the door.

“I’ll be gone a minute tops. Up and down real fast.”

“You better!” she shouts after me.

Grinning like a fool, filled with excitement, I rush to the elevator door. Thankfully, one was already waiting on our floor, so the trip down was quick.

Knowing Lilly is laid out naked on my bed and tied up has my cock leaking pre-cum.

I’ve never been one to try new, kinky things, because I’ve never been with someone I wanted to try them with.

But with Lilly, I want to try everything. When I read about temperature play, it seemed like an easy way to tease and have fun.

I can’t wait to watch her reactions to every sensation her body feels by my hand.

Ignoring the gawking girls because I forgot to put on a shirt, I head over to the ice machine and grab a cup. I won’t need a lot.

Just as I’m done filling up the cup, the fire alarm goes off.

The sound blares loudly, sending a surge of panic. “Fuck!” I hiss, rushing towards the elevator.

Jamming my fingers on the buttons frantically, I will the fucking thing to open.

“Come on, come on!” I shout, heart racing.

I’m so fucking stupid. What the hell have I done? I fucking left her there tied to the damn bed! And now there’s a fucking fire.

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