Page 65 of In The Game

She sighs. “Bear?”

“Yeah, love?”

I apply pressure to her fingers, and she whimpers for me.

“Don’t stop.”

I give myself a minute to observe her desperation and draw out the anticipation. Her chest rises and falls. She’s so needy, andI love it.When I can’t stand it anymore and I’m convinced she won’t fight me, I release her from the headlock. My fingers weave with hers, and I guide her hands behind my neck, out of the way. Her breasts swell, and she interlocks her fingers, holding onto me, granting free rein of her body.

My heart is pounding out of my chest.

I’ve wanted her like this for as long as I’ve known her. Everything in me is screaming to flip her over and punish her. If she can’t say anything nice about her body, I’ll fuck her till she can say nothing at all.

“When was the last time you were touched?”

“Too long.”

I move both hands between her open thighs and strum the pad of my thumb over her nub. She rewards me with another moan.

“Yeah. More of that,” I urge. I’ve replayed our night together nonstop, but this time I get a new storyline. These are new memories for us to make together.

Feeling her writhe against my cock and watching it in the mirror is some sick torture. I want to eat her, fuck her, and make her sob my name over and over until she can’t breathe. I push down my own desires and focus on her.

“Look at this clit. Do you still like it when I—” She gasps and looks down to watch me touching her. Her pupils dilate and her breath hitches.

“Oh my god,” she mewls.There we go.

“I love the noises you make, I love your scent.” I drag my finger around the edge to gather the wetness and bring it to my mouth, savoring her. It’s pure bliss. My lips brush the shell of her ear. “You still taste like mine.”

Her back hardens and eyes glisten. “Don’t say—”

“You’ve always been mine, Raleigh.”

I’m not holding back my feelings for her. I fucked up our first night when I kept my thoughts to myself, and that silence cost me years I’ll never get back. She looks up at the ceiling, as if gravity will absorb the brimming tears. She clears her throat and faces forward again, but this time her gaze seems to look right through me.

“Just make me come.”

I refrain from questioning how she can so easily shut down her emotions. It’s more important to put the pleasure back on her face. That’s all she’s going to give me tonight anyway. I sink a finger inside, and she squeezes my neck. Her mouth drops open, then I add another until I get the moan I want from her.That’s the one.

“Goddamn, Ral. Still so fucking wet and tight. I’ve missed you so much.” I pump my fingers in and out. “Think how pretty you’d look taking my cock like this. Does it feel good?”

“Mmhmmmm.”

“That’s my sweet girl. Come on my fingers, baby.”

I wrap an arm around her stomach and lift her up slightly so I can hook my feet inside her ankles and spread her wider. Blood thunders through my veins, and my vision blurs.

“Oh, fuck yeah, look at you.”

I thrust faster and her limbs tremble. Her symphony of sexy cries fills the space.

“Oh my god,Bear.It feels so good.”

“I love it when you say my name like that.” She’s so small in my arms. My palm grinds against her clit, and she’s nearly gushing around the fingers fucking her hot cunt. Her hands drop to my thighs, and she pushes herself up, bracing her shaking body and giving me a better view.Jesus Christ.

“You’re breathtaking, love.”

“Wait, wait. I’m…”

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