Page 118 of In The Game

“Keep your hands up.”

“I will, I will, I will.” I stretch them out in front of me, hoping he rewards my good behavior.

The sound of his boxers being pushed down thrills me, and I practice being perfectly still. My eyes are clenched shut, waiting…waiting…

He slaps his hard cock where I’m most sensitive, and the sharp sensation shatters me. I cry out. My back is arched so hard, my quads burn as I keep my ass as high as possible while trying to keep my chest flat. I need more.Fuck, I need so much more.

He mutters something, but I can’t hear it over the pulse roaring in my ears. Another slap makes me jerk. Then he slides his cock through my folds. I attempt to back into him but his hands are on the back of my thighs, holding me in place. One arm wraps around my stomach.

“Please, Bear. I need you so bad. This is cruel.”

“You’re walking a fine line.”

I’mwalking the fine line?He’s rubbing my clit with his dick!

“What are you going to do about it?” I’m becoming agitated.

“I’ll leave you like this and walk away.”

I’d rather he walk away and let me get myself off than go through this torture any longer. He said I needed to keep my hands up, but he said nothing about my legs. I keep my shoulders down, but push to my knees, showing him what he’s missing out on.

“You’re really going to walk away from this?”

It’s silent for two beats, and I hold my breath waiting for his next move. I look back and he regards me like a man starved.

“Go on. Walk away, Barrett. I can make myself come.”

All I hear from him is “Fuck it,” before he plunges inside me.

Oh my god.

I gasp, the way he fills me up has my entire body vibrating. He slaps my ass and propels inside me again. My eyesight blurs, and I’m blinded by the rush of adrenaline.

“This what you wanted?”

“Fuck me, Bear. Harder,” I rasp.

He grabs me and flips me on my back like I’m nothing. The soft sheets feel like silk on my back. His palms skate up each arm as he pins my hands above, pounding into me and asserting his physical dominance. He drops to his elbows and leans in to bite under my ear. He runs his nose up my neck and inhales. His whisper is gruff. “I wasn’t going to fuck you. Itoldyou I wasn’t going to fuck you. But when you look like this, make those sounds, I can’t control myself—I don’t want to.”

“Then don’t.” My voice is desperate. “I like you unleashed. Haven’t I earned it?”

Rising above me, he wraps his hand around the base of my throat and growls.Holy fuck, I’m going to come already.Pulsating bursts of energy spread from my core to my fingertips. The anticipation did me in, and now that I’m filled to the brim with him and he’s talking that way with a hand on my neck, I can’t take it.

“Already? Come on, you can do better than that. At least try and make me work for it.”

I can’t answer, my mouth gapes and I prop up on my elbows to watch him drive inside me as my pleasure explodes.

“Yeah…” He slaps my clit, and I bite down, trying not to scream. “That’s it, milk every inch. Show me how good your cunt feels when I’m the one fucking it. Tell me, do I get you off better than you do?”

Wincing, I nod and roll my lips together, trying to keep my voice down.

He leans down and purrs in my ear, “You will only come forme.”

I’ve never heard him talk this way, and I never want him to stop.

“Bear, Bear, Bear!” I’m babbling, he’s fucked the vocabulary out of me.

He merely laughs and slaps between my legs, making me jolt. As I slump from my climax, my surroundings are still blurry. Every touch feels amazing, and I tell him so. He kisses the relaxed smile on my face.

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