Page 20 of Play For Me
My hand slides up the slit of her dress and fingers the lace of her panties.
“Can you be any more cocky?” She says breathlessly as she moves a little against my lap, and her body arches at my touch. I’m mere inches from what I know is going to ruin all other women for me as well. Once I feel her pussy, I have a feeling it will become my addiction.
“Not cocky…confident.” I move past her lace and find her smooth, bare center soaking wet for me. “I have no doubt with what I can make you feel.” I slide a finger in, and all my breath escapes me. “Fuck, Liv,” I strain out. “Your pussy feels so damn good.”
I slide another finger in, and her soft moans sound like the best music ever played. My other hand pushes her strapless dress down, and her breasts bounce free. I palm one and it fits perfectly in my hand as I squeeze hard before pulling her pink nipple.
“Oh God,” she sighs as I play with the other one. My handpalms her center, and my fingers memorize the spots that make her moan because I plan on finding them over and over again tonight.
Her first orgasm, though, is going to be right here on this stool with me. Every time I sit down to play, I want to remember how her sweet pussy feels as she clamps down on my fingers and cries out my name.
“Since I only have one night, I’m going to make sure you are thoroughly taken care of and every single inch of you worshiped.” I tease her swollen bud, and her body bows in pleasure. “You should feel like a woman every single day of your fucking life. You deserve so much more than a fucking toy between your legs, and my cock will happily fill it tonight.”
Her fingers grip my hair tighter, and I can tell she’s close to the edge. My hand goes to her throat, and I clasp it tightly. Her groan vibrates against my hand, and I grin against her hair. I knew there was a wild side to her. She’s just gotten good at stuffing it down, but tonight…tonight I’m going to pull it out of her.
My fingers dive deep, finding the spots that made her moan seconds ago while squeezing her neck with enough pressure to heighten her senses. Her body quickly responds as her walls tighten around me.
“I want to hear my name from those gorgeous lips of yours when you soak my hand.” My voice is low against her ear as I pinch her clit hard before curling my fingers and pressing into her sensitive spot. She explodes on contact, and I savor the feel of her pulsing against my skin.
When I hear my name released from her lips, a deep satisfaction rolls through me. It’s music to my ears and a song I want to hear over and over again.
I continue to please her until every last bit of her orgasm isfelt. When she finally collapses against me, I don’t hesitate to suck off my fingers and enjoy her taste.
“Sweet as honey, just like I knew it would be.” I make sure I lick every last drop before I swoop her up in my arms and carry her to the bed. Eager to see all of her, I slide her dress down along with her thong and bend down on a knee to help her out of her sandals.
Her body is nothing short of amazing as I trail my hands up her thighs and over her round perfect ass.
“God, you’re beautiful.” I drop my other knee and kiss her inner thigh, making my way up to the area I want to dive into. Breathing deep, her scent fills me, and my mouth starts to water. She’s still glistening from her orgasm, and her skin is plump and pink.
“Miles,” she moans when my teeth graze her clit.
“Keep saying my name like that and one night is going to turn into two.” I swipe my tongue through her center and close my eyes in bliss.
“We agreed,” she rasps out as I continue to taste her. “One night.”
A flash of uneasiness floods my body as the two words are spoken. I don’t need the reminder. I’m fully aware she only wants me for one night.
“I remember what the terms are.” I dive in with my tongue, replacing whatever she was going to say with a cry. I may have agreed to them, but it doesn’t mean I’m not going to do everything in my power to renegotiate our terms.
She clasps my hair as her fingers dig into my scalp, my tongue eager to please her. I make sure my lip ring rubs her sensitive skin as the cool metal makes contact, wanting to give her as much pleasure as possible.
“Jesus,” she pants, gripping fistfuls of my hair. I work her into a frenzy before standing up and sharing her sweet tastewith her. She frantically pulls at my t-shirt, and I fling it over my head and onto the floor.
Fingernails claw my back, and I moan at the invasion, wanting to see her mark on me tomorrow. My tongue seeks hers, and I press my body further into her curves. I’m hard against her stomach, and when her hand goes down the length of me, I growl against her lip as she pulls my ring into her mouth, sucking lightly.
“I want to see all of you,” she breathes against my lips as her fingers fumble with my buckle.
“I’m all yours to see.” I take a step back and remove my socks and shoes before sliding my zipper down and stepping out of my pants. My black boxer briefs are all that’s left as her eyes roam my body. I see the hunger in them, and my cock strains against the front as I look at the sight before me.
Hooking my thumbs in my waistband, I free myself and drop the last bit of clothing to the floor. I see the moment she notices as her eyes widen. A smirk plays on my face as she lifts her eyes to mine.
“You’re pierced down there, too?”
CHAPTER EIGHT
OLIVIA
For the love of all that is holy, my eyes take in the sight before me, and for a moment, I wonder if I’m dreaming and this is just me making one of my book boyfriends come to life. He’s every one of my fantasies and some I never knew I wanted.
