Page 71 of Playing the Game
Whoa. Being stuck in a hospital bed has obviously made Jami a little tense.
I pull my shirt over my head. As soon as it’s off, I find his hooded gaze. His eyes drop to my breasts, and he licks his bottom lip.
“Jami, I just want you to know two things before we do anything. I had a checkup last week and got tested for STIs while I was there. I’m clean. And if you need to stop at any time during this, I’m fine with that.”
He cocks his head and runs his hand over his stubbly chin. “Thanks for thinking of me. You’ll be rewarded for that.”
Oh my god.
What am I supposed to say to that?
His words alone are a reward.
“Thank you,” I breathe.
He dips his head in recognition. “You’re stalling.”
“You just want me to strip?”
His eyebrows rise, and he nods. “Now.”
This side of him is so erotic.
Why did I wait all these years?
I unbutton my jeans and unzip them, then lower them over my hips and down my legs as my eyes stay locked with his. I step out of them and throw them to the side.
“Fucking perfect.” He rakes his teeth over his lower lip. “Keep going, temptress.”
My blood heats as I reach back and unhook my bra. Jami’s smoldering expression has me on fire.
I remove my bra straps one by one, let the black lace fall beneath my breasts, and then let it flutter to the floor. His eyes focus on my hard nipples and then trail to my panties.
He gestures to my hips with his chin. “You’re not done yet.”
“But you’re still in all your clothes.”
“I know. Don’t worry about that for now.”
My chest rises and falls as I take in this raw, sexy man. Thefiery passion coming off him makes me want him like I’ve never wanted anyone before.
I hook my thumbs into my panties, pull the material down, and step out of them one leg at a time. I toss them on the floor as I stand straight and naked before this commanding man I’m desperately in love with.
“You’re fucking gorgeous.” His eyes roam over every inch of my body and he steps toward me. “Do you remember that naughty little text message you sent me?”
“The one from the night we had sushi?”
“That’s the one.” He stops a foot before me. “You’re going to do that for me now.”
“But—”
“Now. Get on my bed and lie back. Spread your legs and show me how slick you are for me.”
His words take my skin to a burning level as if it’s on fire. I back up and scoot to the center of his bed, but I stay close enough that he can touch me if he wants.
My blood’s about to boil over. “Is this good?”
“Perfect.” He shuffles to the edge of the bed and looks down at me. “Show me how much you want me.”
