Page 48 of Kissing Games
He nuzzled the soft skin of her neck, her pulse beating fast under his lips. ‘Hmm?’ He inched higher up her leg. She twitched as if shocked and reached both her arms back to grab his legs, pulling him closer. ‘Fuck,’ he exhaled. His muscles were tense, his cock harder than steel.
She rubbed back against him.
‘Fuck, Valentina. Tell me.’ He kissed up her neck. ‘Tell me what you need.’
She was breathing heavily, making soft whimpering sounds. ‘I, I…’
He gently scraped his fingernails higher as she trembled under his touch. Feeling her arousal soaking through her leggings, he sucked in a breath. She let out a low moan. Blood roared through him. His skin was on fire, his cock throbbing, demanding to bury itself in her. He could feel the hard nub of her clitoris through the thin Lycra and scraped his nails across it.
She jerked.
He rubbed over it. ‘Here?’ he whispered.
She bucked against him. ‘Oh god. Charlie, yes,’ she gasped.
He continued to circle it as he lifted his head and looked at their reflection. Her body nestled in his, her head thrown back on his shoulder as he circled the centre of her pleasure. Her breasts were pushed forward, her nipples poking through the fabric of her top. His cock pulsed at the sight. He lifted his free hand from her leg and slid it under the material, cupping her full breast, rolling the hardened nipple between his finger and thumb. She moaned again and arched her body into him.
Never had he felt such hunger for a woman. The urgent need to get her off, to have her fall apart under his touch. He growled and nipped at her neck. She was shaking now, breathing erratically, driving her pubic bone into his hand. He needed to feel her. He nudged under the waistband of her leggings, through her curls to her wetness. She pushed him closer.
‘Charlie,’ she gasped. ‘I want you. In me.’
He plunged his finger deep inside her, rubbing her clit with his thumb. ‘Oh, oh, oh,’ she gasped as he thrust, her voice getting higher until she suddenly stiffened, her last ‘oh’ turning into a sharp cry as she detonated around him. He held her tightly as her hot centre contracted and she thrashed in his arms. In the mirror, he watched her come undone, rushes of power flooding through him. He had done this. He had brought this pleasure out of her.
As her body relaxed back against him, he gently kissed down her neck. She opened her eyes and he lifted his head, imprisoning her gaze in his. As she watched, he pulled his fingers slowly out of her, then sucked them into his mouth. Her body jerked and she gasped again. She shifted against his cock and her cheeks flushed. She turned around so she was facing him, her head bent. He lifted her chin and lost himself in her endless dark eyes. She was so beautiful.
‘That wasn’t on the list,’ she said softly.
‘It was on mine.’
‘I, I’ve never done anything like that before,’ she said, looking away.
He moved his lips to her ear. ‘Neither have I,’ he whispered back. He felt her smile against his cheek.
‘What, um, er, about you?’ she asked shyly.
He was about to speak when a shrill voice echoed down the corridor outside the room.
‘Hurry up. You’re so fucking lazy.’
They leapt up and away from each other, Valentina taking the dumbbell she’d dropped and Charlie grabbing the towel and holding it in front of him.
He needn’t have worried, as his erection deflated rapidly as Kirsten stormed in. She stopped short when she saw him. She was wearing pastel coloured, tie-dyed Lycra hot pants and a crop top with the words ‘Hot Yoga Bitch’ emblazoned across the chest. Shauna staggered in after her, breathing heavily, two bags hanging off her arms.
‘Hi, Shauna. Hi, Kirsten,’ Charlie said. ‘We were just leaving.’
Kirsten’s eyes narrowed and her face went through the contortions necessary to approximate a smile. She dropped her head to one side and twirled a strand of blonde hair around her fingers. ‘It’s my earth meal tonight,’ she said coquettishly. ‘Are you coming? His Holiness and I want to share our spiritual gifts with everyone.’
Behind her, Shauna was lifting pink dumbbells out of the bags and setting them on the floor. Charlie looked at them quizzically.
‘They’re plant-based,’ Kirsten explained. ‘And blessed by His Holiness.’
‘Ah,’ he replied blandly. Valentina went to the door, giving Shauna a squeeze on the shoulder as she passed. ‘I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it to your meal,’ he continued. ‘However, Ms Valverde is very much looking forward to attending.’
Valentina froze as Kirsten turned to look at her. She gave Kirsten a tight-lipped smile and disappeared out the door.
Charlie nodded at Kirsten and sprinted after her.
He mether in the corridor. There was no one else around. She faced him, a shy smile on her face. He smiled goofily at her and reached out his hand. She took it and squeezed. They stood in happy silence, his heart overflowing.
