Page 95 of Kissing Games
Her cheeks were on fire.
He looked at her with compassion. ‘You’ve always been upfront and honest with me. Right from day one. I’m not going to ask you again for what you don’t want to give. Just tell me what you want from me now.’
She swallowed, her eyes flicking down his body to his feet. God, even his feet were sexy. ‘I thought we could cross one more thing off the list,’ she said quietly.
‘Have you written me a poem?’
Her eyes shot up to his in surprise. He was smiling.
‘No. I, er…’ She took a breath. ‘I thought we could have wild monkey sex.’
He held her gaze. ‘No.’
‘What? Why not?’
‘We don’t qualify.’
She frowned.
‘You can only have wild monkey sex on a one-night stand or if you’re both completely and perfectly in love. We’re kind of in the middle, so it’s going to have to be something else.’
‘Will you have normal sex with me then?’Shit!How desperate did she sound?
Charlie shook his head. ‘No.’
He walked into the bathroom, leaving her standing with her mouth open in shock. He returned without his towel, his cock erect and bumping against his navel. He stood in front of her, a wall of hard muscle and sex, then gently ran his fingers down her cheek to cup her chin.
‘We’re not going to have sex,’ he stated. ‘We’re going to make love. I’m going to take my time, and you’re going to let me. I’m going to worship the fuck out of you, Valentina, and you’re going to take it.’
She gasped.
‘And when you come, you’re going to be looking into my eyes and screaming my name.’
Her inner muscles clenched and her body jerked. She was flooding with desire, her nipples hardening under her dress. He lowered his lips to brush against hers and she shivered.
‘Do you agree to my terms?’ he whispered.
She nodded, a wave of goosebumps dancing across her skin. She was breathing erratically, her head light.
‘Say it,’ he continued, then ran the tip of his tongue across her bottom lip.
‘Yes,’ she breathed. ‘Oh god, yes.’
Her legs buckled and he caught her with a strong arm around her waist. He pulled her to him, holding her tight against his cock as his lips continued their feather-light passes over hers. She was trembling against him, struggling to remain upright as her body melted into liquid hot desire. He dipped his tongue into her mouth and she clung to him, pulling his head to hers, wanting him deeper. His body was a drug and he was upping the dose with every stroke. Stars exploded behind her eyelids as her legs finally gave way.
He lifted her to the bed and removed her shoes. She was breathing in gasps now, already close to coming. His fingers grazed up the outside of her thighs and she twitched involuntarily. He pulled her dress to her waist, then tugged off her panties. She opened her groggy eyes. He was kneeling between her legs, holding her sodden underwear up to his nose, breathing in her scent. His cock was huge, red and swollen. She licked her lips.
‘These,’ he said, indicating her underwear, ‘are now mine.’
He dropped them to the bed and knelt down, kissing and licking her ankles, holding her legs open as he kneaded the flesh of her calves. Her core was clenching around nothing, willing him higher. Every cell in her body desperate for release. He moved slowly up, pulling the flesh of her inner thighs into his mouth, sucking hard as she started to beg.
‘Please, Charlie, please.’
The sensations within were multiplying, colliding with each other. It was too much to bear, a chaotic confusion of unbearable pleasure. She had to come, she couldn’t cope any more. Her hand crept towards the apex of her thighs and was immediately removed and held to the bed. Charlie licked a little higher and she jerked her hips to try and reach his tongue.
‘Do you want to come, Valentina?’ he growled.
‘Yes! Yes!’ she cried. ‘Please, Charlie, it’s too much.’
