Page 107 of By His Play

The moment those words rolled off my tongue, her entire body relaxed.

“Luck.”

“Kieran,” she counters. “You’re not playing fair.”

I can’t help but chuckle.

“Life would be boring if we always played by the rules, don’t you think?”

She shakes her head as she returns to trying to tug her foot from my grasp.

“I’m mad at you,” she hisses.

“That’s fine. I can deal with your anger,” I tease.

“Kieran, I’m being serious. This…” she says, gesturing to where I’m touching her. “It’s… it’s…”

“The most fun you’ve had in a really long time.”

“Christ,” she gasps, throwing herself back on the couch and squeezing her eyes closed.

I make the most of the opportunity and squirt some cream onto her leg.

She shrieks as the coolness hits her before her eyes return to mine.

“Don’t do this,” she whispers. There is no conviction in her words, and I let them pass me by.

“Don’t think you can control yourself, Luck? Trust me, I won’t be complaining if you strip my hoodie off and get on your knees to beg me.”

The visual alone makes my cock jerk.

Fuck, the thought of her on her hands and knees crawling to me drives me crazy.

I fucking bet she’d do it, too.

Smearing my palm through the cream, I gently rub it into her bright red skin.

I can only imagine how long she’s been out there from the color of it.

Sucking her lip into her mouth, she bites on it as I work my way toward her knee.

“You good?” I ask with amusement as I watch her try to hold it together.

“I hate you,” she seethes.

“Is that why your panties are soaked right now? Because you hate me?”

“Kieran, you can’t say stuff like that to me.”

“Why? Because it makes you want to beg for my dick?”

“Fucking hell,” she complains, throwing one arm over her face to hide.

“You’re cute.”

“You’re not,” she counters.

“No, I’m not. I’m hot as fuck and rocked your entire world last night, and you know it.”

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