Page 147 of Lethal Game

Her jaw dropped open like he’d said something completely alien. “Oh.”

He kissed her before she could say anything else. He shifted her until they were both lying on the bed, then he lifted her up so he could suck a nipple into his mouth.

She cried out, her hands grasping at his freshly cut hair.

He laid her down on the bed, stripped her of her pants and panties, a naughty red thong he was going to have to take a second look at later, and crawled over her until he reached her breasts again.

He went after her other nipple this time, while one hand plucked at the wet one and his other hand teased her clit.

She bucked and moaned and wrapped one leg around him like she was afraid he was going to run away.

He left her breast to kiss her mouth and took himself in hand to tease her clit and the entrance to her body with the head of his cock. Around and around, a little dip inside and around again. Over and over, until he thrust his middle finger inside her hard and fast.

It pushed her into an orgasm and he kept thrusting until she began to calm a little.

“You’re so wet,” he whispered. “So tight and silky, I can’t wait to feel you all around me.”

“Yes, I want to feel you,” she moaned. She looked so luscious it was killing him to take things slow.

“I’ve got to get a condom,” he said, pulling away.

“I bought some.” She smiled. “I didn’t know when I’d see you, so I thought I’d better get some so we wouldn’t have to waste time purchasing any.” She reached over to the side table, opened a drawer and pulled out an unopened box.

Her hands were shaking, so he took it from her and got a condom out, got the package open and rolled it over his cock.

He kissed her and petted her until she was moaning again, then he teased her until she demanded, “Con, please, make love to me.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“It hurts now.”

They were lying on their sides, so he rolled them until she was on her back and began entering her.

“Holy fuck.” He shook with the need to bury himself, but he kept it slow and steady until he felt some resistance. Shaking, he rested his forehead on hers. “Love you.”

“Love you,” she whispered back.

He retreated and thrust again, one smooth unhurried move, until he was buried up to his balls. “God, you’re so tight.”

She wiggled and panted. “I need you to move.”

“You’re killing me, gorgeous. Just hold still a minute.”

She sucked on his earlobe and said, “Now where would the fun be in that?” She wiggled again, then lifted her hips, changing the angle a little, and he lost it.

He pulled out and pushed back in and it felt so fucking fantastic he did it again and again. “Sophia,” he growled. “Are you with me?”

“Ohmygod,” she whimpered. “Ohmygod. Go faster.”

When he didn’t immediately follow her order, she smacked his ass. “Faster!”

“Fuck, fuck,fuck.” He couldn’t stop himself, digging in and picking up the pace.

She shattered, screaming, and her internal muscles milking him sent him into outer space.

He came down from the high to discover she was crying.

“Fuck, did I hurt you, darlin’?” He searched her face, then moved to pull out, but she put a hand around his back.

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