Page 31 of Play the Game

CHAPTER 12

Tamela

My back wasagainst the wall, and my front was pressed along Jason’s hard body. I twisted and rocked against his erection, making myself crazy with need.

He groaned, then pressed a button on the wall near us. The light in the room dimmed.

“What was that?” I mumbled against his lips.

“Kill switch,” he mumbled back. “Turns off the screens and all signal into and out of the room. Just a precaution to make sure we’re completely alone.”

“Good, because I want you right now, up against this wall.”

“Soon,” he whispered in my ear. He nipped his way down the side of my neck and kissed my pulse throbbing in my throat. “But first, there’s something I needed to do Wednesday, but I didn’t get my chance.”

“What?”

Instead of answering me, he carried me to an empty desk and stood me in front of it. “Undress.”

Without questioning, I kicked off my sandals and pulled off my shirt and shorts. He raked his gaze over my body, lingering on my lacy black bra and underwear. I’d been wearing sexy underwear for months, and now, I admitted to myself, it had been for him, for the possibility that I would undress in front of him.

“So hot.” He traced his finger along the upper edge of my bra, leaving a trail of heat in his wake. “Now take these off, too.”

I did as he demanded. When I was naked, he lifted me and set me on the edge of the desk. He stepped away from me, and I almost protested, but he was back in seconds with a large throw pillow from one of the office chairs. He propped it behind me, then placed a long, lingering kiss on my lips. Spreading my knees, he stepped between them and shifted his gaze lower, over my exposed body. He kissed and licked his way down my neck and teased his fingers over my clit until I moaned.

“Mmm. Lie back,” he told me. “It’s time for me to taste you.”

He kissed my breasts, pulling each nipple into his mouth in turn, still tracing gently over my clit, making me wetter with every stroke. When he placed butterfly kisses down my ribs and across my belly, I arched toward him, begging him to move his mouth lower. He lingered, gently nipping below my belly button and across each hip, setting off tiny electric shocks with every scrape of his teeth and swipe of his tongue.

I groaned and arched again, growing more desperate by the second.

“What do you need?” He peered up at me, his hair mussed from me grabbing it. He was fully dressed but looked like pure sin. “Tell me what you need, Tam.” He flicked his thumb across my clit.

“I need you to finish what you started,” I ground out between clenched teeth. “You promised to taste me. I need your tongue.”

He licked my hip. “You have it.”

“Goddamnit, Jason, stop teasing me.”

But he didn’t. His fingers edged against the lips of my pussy while his thumb caressed my clit until I moaned. He wanted to hear the words, dirty words that I would never use with a friend. He wanted me to cross a line and to do it willingly. I wanted the same thing.

“I need your tongue on my clit,” I rasped.

He finally dropped his head and tongued my clit as he slipped one finger inside me. I jerked from the pleasure.

“I need you to eat my pussy,” I panted.

He moved his mouth again, this time licking my lips and dipping into my core, then pushed two fingers into me to stroke me from the inside while he licked me on the outside. I wrapped my fingers in his hair, desperate for release but not wanting the sensations to end.

“Jase.” I panted again. “Is this room soundproof?”

He lifted his mouth but didn’t stop fucking me with his fingers. “It is. I tested it myself.” When he grinned, he looked like the devil, hot as hell. “Why?”

I threw back my head and groaned, not worrying about the sound.

“That’s a very, very good reason.” He rocked his fingers deeper and harder into me. When he sucked my clit into his mouth and twirled his tongue around it, I exploded.

I arched my hips off the desk and spasmed around his fingers as every fiber of my being tensed, then released all at once. Fire ripped through me. I knew the screams I heard were mine, but I was already disconnecting from my body and floating above it, above both of us. I rode every wave of pleasure, never wanting them to end. Jason licked the moisture running out of me and moaned in pleasure like I was a gourmet meal.

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