Page 81 of Musical Games
Her breath returned in gasps, her fingers trembling. She tried to find a coherent thought, something to say, but then his head was between her legs, his hot tongue plunging inside her, and the only word she could cry was his name. He was ferocious – licking and sucking until another orgasm crashed through her. She was utterly discombobulated and out of control. She needed to find her centre, remember who she was, but he didn’t let her.
He pushed her forward into another orgasm, then another. Her heart couldn’t take it. It opened itself up like a flower, the petals delicate and fragile. She felt unsafe and begged him to stop. She curled up on her side and he lay behind her, holding her tightly. She squeezed her eyes shut and held her breath, pushing all the emotion back down.
His breath was ragged in her ear. ‘You okay?’
She nodded.
‘You sure? I didn’t hurt you?’
Sam finally let go of her breath with a laugh. Her heart was retreating into comfortable territory.
‘You’re a sex god, Jamie McDougall. Actually, that’s not true. We live in a monotheism. You’rethesex god. The one and only. Forever and ever, amen.’
He hugged her tighter. ‘I’d do anything for you.’
She turned her head. ‘Ah, yes. Now I’m revived from my sex coma, it’s my turn to play.’
He froze. ‘What do you want me to do?’
She rolled over to face him. ‘Stand by the side of the bed and take off all your clothes.’
He swallowed. ‘All of them?’
She nodded. ‘Especially your socks.’
He sat on the edge of the bed and took them off first, showing them to her before dropping them to the floor. She giggled and propped herself up on her side. He pulled off his shirt and her mouth watered. He shucked off his jeans and boxers and stood before her. She swallowed and it turned into a cough.
‘Fucking hell, Jamie.’
She ran her eyes lasciviously over his broad shoulders, the ridges of his abdomen, his thick muscled thighs and his huge hard cock.
‘Don’t move.’
She crawled towards him and sat on the edge of the bed. He moved away and she shook her head, pulling him towards her.
‘What are you doing?’ His voice was breathy, his eyes panicked.
She squeezed his shaft. ‘Are you going to do what I say, or not?’
‘Um, yes, but, er.’
She arched an eyebrow and he swallowed.
‘What are you going to do?’ he asked again.
She leaned forward and licked the end of his cock.
‘Jesus Christ!’ Jamie jerked away from her, his hands fisting on his thighs, all the muscles in his neck strained.
‘Jamie?’
He looked at her, his eyes unfocused.
‘I really want to do this,’ she said. ‘But if you don’t want me to, I won’t.’
His mouth opened and shut as he drew in ragged breaths, trying to speak. ‘I do want it, but I won’t last long.’
She grinned. ‘I’d be disappointed if you did. You’ve set the bar pretty high with your oral skills and I don’t want to fall short.’
