Page 97 of Play the Game
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
COOPER
Ineed you.
Evan’s words send love gushing through me, my emotions tangling so tightly together that a whimper falls from my throat, the need to be inside her—to join our bodies together—almost overwhelming. Pressing one hand between her shoulder blades, I guide myself to her entrance and push forward, slowly sinking inside her, my groan mingling with hers as I bottom out, sealing us together.
“Goddamn,” I moan, gripping her hips with both hands and pulling out, thrusting back in and setting a slow, steady pace that I know has my cock rubbing along her inner walls exactly the way she needs because she lets out a low, throaty moan that I feel through every inch of my body. Folding over her, I press kisses to her shoulder blades, her neck, letting my breath ghost over her skin as I drive into her. “You are so tight. So wet and perfect andmine,” I grunt. “You’re fucking mine, Evan.”
I can tell what the wordminedoes to her because she pants, her pussy clenching around me, her hips rocking back to meet every thrust of my hips with one of her own. The knowledgethat she’s here with me—that she’s meeting me where I am—sends pleasure unfurling through my entire body until I’m not sure I can climb any higher.
But everything about Evan and me defies convention because as I band an arm around her, pulling her up so her back is against my chest and sliding a hand over her rounded belly and down to rub her clit, her answering groan sends me spiraling into another dimension.
“Cooper,” Evan pleads, one hand coming down to cover mine and the other reaching up to wrap around the back of my neck, gripping my hair as I slam into her. “Holy shit. This is…fuck,” she mumbles, as I increase the pressure of my fingers on her clit.
“I know, baby,” I grit out. “Me too. Look at me,” I rasp.
Evan turns her head, and seeing her eyes hazy with pleasure, her cheeks flushed, and her hair tumbling around her face has me growling, bringing my hand up to collar her throat, squeezing gently and pulling her mouth to mine. The kiss is wet and messy, passionate and a little crazed. It’s teeth and tongues and mine and more and this, this, only this. I angle my hips in a sharp thrust, and I can feel her body tightening, her legs starting to tremble as she clenches around me, and I pound into her fiercely.
It's me and Evan and this thing tethering us together that is enormous and wild and utterly untamed. The air around us is electric, sparks crackling between us as we both hurtle towards the edge, bodies locked together and hearts wide open, souls braiding together until there’s no me and her. There is only us. Always, only us.
“I need to come, oh my god,” Evan pants against my lips. “It’s so good. Please don’t stop.”
“Never,” I grind out. “I’ll never stop. I’ll give you everything, Evan. Fucking everything.” I lift my foot up to rest flat on the bed so I can get deeper, thrust harder, fucking her with abandon as pleasure zips up my spine. “You feel so good wrapped aroundme. Your pussy soaking me, squeezing me, begging me to let it come. Are you ready to come, Rhodes?”
“Fuck yes,” she cries, and when I tilt my hips to change the angle, she explodes around me, crying out as her orgasm rips through her, tugging my hair with one hand, the other flying up to her breasts to pull and pinch her nipples as her body shakes with the force of her release.
Her orgasm triggers my own, pleasure tearing up my spine as I come so hard my vision blurs until all I can see is her. Her bright blue eyes are locked on mine, and she’s so beautiful my chest aches even as pleasure continues to pulse though me. Pressing my lips to hers, I seal our mouths together in a wet, filthy kiss, my tongue thrusting in and out of her mouth in the same rhythm as my hips. My heart pounds and I can barely breathe, but I don’t care about any of that. All I care about is getting closer to her—as close as I can—and staying like that forever.
Feeling utterly unhinged, I break the kiss, pulling out of her and pushing her down with a hand on her back. Dropping to my knees, I seal my mouth over her pussy from behind.
“Holy fuck, Cooper!” Evan screams, falling to her elbows, her back rising and falling rapidly with the force of her breaths.
“That’s right, baby,” I mumble against her. “Make all the noise you want. Let me hear it all. Tell me how good I make you feel.” I swipe my tongue roughly through her slit, lapping at her and licking her clean, dragging my tongue over her clit and relishing in her throaty moan. The flavor of our combined releases has me losing my goddamn mind, thrusting my hips against the bed as my cock hardens again.
Pushing two fingers inside her, I wrap my lips around her clit, sucking hard as pleasure crashes over me. Evan’s words are garbled, her sounds barely human as I curl my fingers and she comes again, her hips bucking back and then forward, like she’s not sure whether she wants to get closer or pull away. But she’s not going fucking anywhere. With an arm wrapped around eachthigh, I hold her against me and eat her like she’s my last goddamn meal, not stopping until she’s crying out again, soaking my face and my fingers. When her body tightens and she comes for a third time, I’m right there with her, shoving my hips against the bed as pleasure slams into me like a fist, and I detonate, spilling ropes of cum on the floor as I lap at her, dragging out the last licks of pleasure.
Standing quickly on shaky legs, I wrap my arms around Evan’s waist, helping her roll to her side, pushing her hair back and kissing her cheek, her neck, her shoulder, as love for her spills out of me. “My girl,” I whisper, snaking an arm around her waist and up between her breasts, laying a hand over her heart, its beat perfectly matching my own. “You’re amazing. So beautiful. So perfect. And mine. All mine.”
“Am I dead?” she mumbles. She slides her hand up to cover mine and my heart squeezes. “It feels like maybe I’m dead.”
I bury my face in her neck and breathe her in. “If you’re dead then so am I. I think we well and truly killed each other.”
“But what a way to go,” she says, her words a little slurred. “Did I imagine you coming a second time?”
Chuckling, I push my fingers back, threading them through hers. “You sure didn’t. Came right on the floor with my mouth on your pussy. Best thing I ever tasted.”
Evan huffs out a laugh. “I didn’t know that was even possible. You’re like some kind of sex god.”
Pressing a kiss to her neck, I smile against her skin. “Only for you. Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
She mutters her assent, and I unwrap myself from her, padding to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water and then cleaning up quickly in the bathroom and wetting a couple of washcloths. Returning to my room, I wipe up the floor then sit next to Evan on the bed, swiping the washcloth carefully between her legs to clean her up, pressing soft kisses to the inside of her thighs as I go. When I look up, she’s watching me through heavy lidded eyes swirling with emotion.
“You don’t have to do that. I can clean myself up.”
Tossing both washcloths away, I pull back the covers and sit, tugging her up next to me. “I know you can. There isn’t anything you can’t do, but I want to take care of you.” Turning to face her, I press my lips to hers in a long, slow kiss. “I need to take care of you.” I open the water and lift the bottle to her mouth. “Drink, baby.”
She looks at me for a beat and then takes a few sips, sighing as the cold water hits her throat. When she hands the bottle back to me, I set it on the nightstand and then drag the comforter up, laying her down and wrapping her up in my arms, my chest covering her back, one hand resting on her belly. She tips her head back on my shoulder, and the feel of her here in my bed, curled up against me, is so right my chest aches.
