Page 54 of Siren's Game

"Yes." She lifts herself up on her elbows, her eyes darting around the room to where she heard my voice from.

"Say it," I demand, and she shudders.

"Red?"

"Yes," I growl and then I pounce.

My shirt flies into a corner, knocking something over as I climb atop her and cage her against the mattress to capture her lips in a seething kiss that leaves the both of us breathless, moaning into each other’s mouths, while my hands tear at her shirt until I hear a ripping sound.

"Ash—" I kiss my name right out of her mouth as I peel the torn fabric off her, throwing it behind me.

I'll buy her a new top if she wants me to. I don't give a fuck.

The only thing Idogive a fuck about is getting her naked and sinking into her warm, wet cunt.

"Don't rip my pants," she demands breathlessly and pulls her dark jeans down, revealing her long legs, so pale they seem to shine in the tiny sliver of moonlight illuminating the room.

I force myself to take a deep breath and pull them down her legs gently, then over her ankles before I throw them aside. Then her panties.

When I look up, she's gotten rid of her bra and holy mother of God.

Naked boobs are a wonderful thing, and hers are no damn exception. But it's not her perky nipples and perfectly sized tits I can't take my eyes off.

I lift her leg and press a kiss to her ankle before putting it over my shoulder. My hand wanders up her other leg, making her shiver in anticipation as I kiss my way up her calf, then her thigh, forcing her legs further apart with my shoulders the higher I get.

"Asher," she moans softly, her breath hitching, and I love the way my name falls from her lips.

My fingers dance over her skin, so softly they barely touch it, up her torso and making her arch against my touch until I reach her breast, pinching her nipple between my fingers before dancing over to the other side and palming her tit.

Fuck, they're perfect. The way they fit in my hand, and the way she whines when I rub my palm against her nipple are making my cock so damned hard.

My other hand finds her dripping cunt, gathering her pleasure on my fingers and bringing them to my face where I lick them, my tongue gathering up every bit of her essence. I close my eyes and groan when I taste her, sitting back on my heels.

"You taste amazing,Sweetheart," I say hungrily. I couldn't help myself.

Her hands reach up to my face. With one hand, she pinches my cheeks together; the other one reaches further back and pulls the tie out of my hair, letting strands run through her fingers when it falls loose before she fists my hair and pulls me down to capture my eyes with her fiery gaze.

"Fucking get to it,Honey."

I chuckle. Well, she doesn't need to tell me twice.

I shrug her leg higher on my shoulder, pushing her other leg to aside to reveal her pink pussy.

Slowly, I lick a strip from her entrance to her clit, closing my eyes at her moan filling the room. Fuck, that’s sexy. I want to hear more of those.

My tongue finds her clit easily, circling and nudging it until she squirms below me. I let my hand wander over her torso, keeping her legs open with the other, teasing her nub until I feel her stomach tightening under my hand.

A whiny protest falls from her lips when I draw back, her hand in my hair tightening with the urge to pull me against her cunt.

"Here's how tonight is going to go," I tell her, my voice raspy with pleasure. Our heavy breaths make a beautiful sound in this otherwise completely silent room. "You're going to cum on my cock.” She raises her head and looks at me through thick eyelashes. “And then you're going to do it again, and again, however many fucking times I get you to, until I spill my come inside you."

"You clean?" she asks with a scratchy voice. When I look up, I meet her skeptical caramel eyes and I could hit myself for not thinking about protection. God, what is this woman doing to my brain?

"Yes. I’m clean. Are you on birth control?"

"Yes," she sighs the word; her mouth stretches into a smile as she lets her head fall on the pillow again. "Good. Then I agree to your little plan."

My little plan?My little plan?

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