Page 80 of For the Win

She scrunches her face up.

“I’m teasing!Yes, I want you to come.”

“I think you’d be better off without me.”

“That’s just crazy.”I hold her gaze.“Okay?Are we okay?”

Her eyes get shiny and her lips push out, but she nods.“I am, if you are.”

“I am.”I rise up on my knees, slide a hand behind her neck and pull her down so I can kiss her.Her lips are soft and sweet, but she’s trembling.After a few soft kisses, I pick her up, switch us around so I’m sitting in the chair and she’s on my lap and we’re kissing again, deeper and hotter.

I didn’t know what the hell was going on when she sent me that ridiculous text about a misunderstanding.My mind went nuts thinking up crazy scenarios.I drove like a wild man to get here and find out what was going on.I’m so fucking relieved that the problem was something so easy to solve.

“Where do you want to go for dinner?”I ask, my lips against her jaw.

“I don’t know.”Her head falls back and I kiss my way down to her throat.

“Where’s Taj?”

“Out.”She sighs.

I want her so goddamn bad.My dick is hurting.“How hungry are you?”

Her lips curve.“Starving.”She meets my eyes.“For you.”

“Thank fuck.Me too.I promise you food after.”I stand, hands beneath her ass.“Where’s your bedroom?”

She directs me down the short hall to the room on the right.I kick the door closed behind us in case Taj comes home and set about taking off her clothes while kissing her.“I like this shirt,” I say, tugging it up over her head.“Sassy.”

She laughs softly and her fingers move at the button of my jeans.

I want her naked, but I also want to explore, dragging my hands over her shoulders and down her arms, up her sides.I cup her breasts through her bra, a barely-there pink number, then stroke up over her collarbones, neck, and cup her face as I kiss her again.

She reaches behind her and unfastens her bra, letting it fall down her arms, and I lift my head to pull it off, studying her sweet curves, her nipples puckered into gorgeous rosy buds.I brush my palms over them, back and forth, and she sucks in a sharp breath.With my fingertips, I tease them more, watching them flush an even deeper pink, a flush that spreads up over her chest and neck and into her face.“Like that?”

“Mmm.Love it.”

She has my jeans undone now and they drop to the floor.Hers take more work to get off.“Much as I love your ass in these tight jeans,” I mutter, “they’re kind of hard to get off.”

She huffs out a laugh and drops to the side of her bed.“I know.”

I peel them off, leaving her in pink lace panties.I’m about to reach for her to hoist her farther onto the bed, but she curls her fingers into the elastic waistband of my boxer briefs, and tugs them down, freeing my straining, aching cock.

“There,” she murmurs, curling her soft fingers around my shaft, right at her face level.

My body goes electric.She teases her fingers over my groin, my thighs, dragging them through the pubic hair at the base of my cock, all the while studying my cock.It pulses in her hand, eager for more, for any scrap of attention she wants to give it.I grit my teeth in anticipation, my body tensing.She kisses the tip, then, and my dick jerks in her hand.She smiles and her little tongue comes out to lick all around the head, then swirl over the top.

“Christ.”I slide my fingers into her hair, gently, holding her head as she licks everywhere, getting me wet, then opens her mouth and takes me.A groan rumbles in my chest.

Her wet lips slide up and down my shaft, her fingers curled at the base, and when her other hand caresses my balls, the top of my head nearly blows off as my body surges with pleasure.

“Okay,” I rasp.“Enough.I want to fuck you.Want to come inside you.”

She eases back with a sultry smile, her lips swollen and shiny.I step out of the briefs tangled at my ankles and reach for her, flipping her onto her belly.The pink thong panties don’t cover much.I palm her ass cheeks and squeeze them gently before dragging the thong down her legs and tossing it aside.Lifting her hips, I take in the view.Sweet Jesus, it’s heaven, pink and perfect, plump and juicy.I caress her cheeks again, then drag my hand between her plump outer lips.

“Fuck, so wet,” I marvel, sliding my fingers back and forth.

Face pressed to the bed, she mumbles something I don’t understand.

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