Page 76 of Play to Win

“Jesus,” I rasp.“You’re beautiful.”

She gives me a shy smile and I reach for her, cupping the resilient flesh, squeezing gently, the feel of her in my palms making me ecstatic.Blissful.I catch her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and squeeze, tugging them out.

She whimpers.

I watch as I play there, pinching and pulling, her nipples going a gorgeous deep rose.Her eyelids droop and her breath is choppy.Her arms go lax in the water and she whispers, “Oh God, that feels good.”

Yeah, it sure as hell does.Electricity pours into my body, zapping and jolting me, my need for her burning inside me.

I reach around behind her and undo the back of the bikini, then toss it over the side of the hot tub.“Nobody can see us up here.”

“I don’t know.”Her eyes flicker toward the glass panels at the front of the deck, facing the ocean.

It’s all dark out there, and we’re on the second story.I shake my head.“No.”

“Okay.”

I grasp her waist and lift her.She lets out a little shriek, grabbing my arms.I plant her butt on the side of the hot tub and hook my fingers into the bikini bottoms to drag them off.

“Pretty sure Bobby intended this tub to be used in the nude.”

“You think?”Her slow smiles sets my groin on fire.

“Yeah.”And I tug the laces of my board shorts to loosen them and shove them down over my hips.They float away in the bubbling water.

Lacey’s gaze drops to my dick, which expands even more.“Oh.That’s nice.”

“Yeah?”I give my shaft a firm tug.

“Yeah.”Her tongue slides along her bottom lip.

I move closer, sloshing water, parting her thighs.Then I glance over where I left my towel.“Hang on.”I wade over to grab it, fold it into a thick pad and set it beside her, then lift her onto it.The wall of the house is only a foot or so away and I ease her back to lean against the smooth cement.Then I lay my hands on her inner thighs again and press them open.

I drink in the sight of her beauty—perfect feminine bliss, plump, smooth flesh with a neat patch of light brown hair above it.“Gorgeous.”

“Th-thank you.”She’s flushed everywhere now, her chest, her throat, her face.Her eyes glitter and she reaches out a hand to touch my chest.

“Are you okay there?Is that towel enough padding?”

“I’m okay.”Her voice is breathy.“Are you going to touch me?”

“Oh hell yeah.I’m going to touch you.I’m going to lick you.And suck on you.Until you come on my face.”

She shivers.“Oh my God.”

I caress her inner thighs lightly, sliding up and down, closer and closer to her center, studying her with focused intensity.Then I lean in, closing my eyes, and breathe in her scent.“I need to taste you,” I whisper.

She whimpers.

I kiss her softly, over the smooth skin of her plump outer lips, sucking gently, letting my tongue linger.Then I use my thumbs to part her lips and I slide my tongue through heaven.

She twitches, one hand gripping my hair.“Ohhh yeah.”

I lick her more, up, down into the crease of her groin then back to her center, probing with my tongue, swallowing her essence.Then I flick the tip of my tongue over her clit.

She jolts again, yanking my hair.I fucking love it.

Her body is quivering, quaking.I go for it, laving her swollen bud, sliding a finger inside her to curl against her inner wall.She cries out again, and again, shaking harder, and I suck her clit into my mouth.

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