Page 47 of Play Maker

“Oh God, oh fuck, yes!” Jace moaned loudly, moving faster.

Every time he shook the bed he rocked his hips, and I could so easily imagine what he’d look like naked in the same position. With me underneath, my legs wrapped around his slim waist as he pounded me into oblivion.

Whoa.

I’d never been on the receiving end, but suddenly, my ass clenched tight at the very idea.

“That’s it,” Jace growled. “Touch me right fucking there. Don’t stop.”

I had to be hallucinating because it sounded like Jace was having sex in this bed. With me. Every part of my body was on fire, and I was sweating like mad, my pits soaked, my face flushed, perspiration trickling down my hairline. The only othertime I got this hot was after the end of a game with all my equipment on.

Jace turned to me and licked his lips and without thinking, I slowly slid onto the bed and joined him. Hoping like hell that he was so involved with his ‘performance’ that he wouldn’t notice the very huge bulge in my jeans. When I glanced over, however, I could tell he was in a similar state.

My mouth was no longer dry.

I grabbed the headboard and added my weight to it, rocking back and forth, the loud slam as it hit the wall almost deafening. The noise didn’t help my hangover, but it sure as fuck would wake everyone in this house.

“I want to eat your ass,” I moaned before I could stop myself.

Jace’s face flushed but he didn’t stop moving.

“Do it,” he demanded as he locked eyes with me. “Fuck me with your tongue.”

The filthy fantasy played out in my head as I reached down with one hand to palm my covered dick, rubbing hard, desperately needing friction. Instead of staying where he was, Jace moved and kneeled behind me, his crotch to my ass, his arms bracketing mine as we both held on to the headboard like a lifeline, knuckles stark white with strain.

“I’m going to lick every inch of your gorgeous body,” he replied, his hot breath teasing my ear.

Jesus, he was good at this. I almost believed that he really wanted me.

My body locked up tight, pleasure spiraling, running hot in my veins. For me, this wasn’t acting, it was real. I canted my hips and rubbed my ass against Jace. Against his hard cock. Oh man. This was real, alright. It didn’t feel strange like I was expecting. If anything, it turned me on and made me flush all over.

“I’m gonna kiss and suck and bite,” he continued. “Leave you with marks, make sure everyone knows that you’re mine, and only mine.”

A violent shudder wracked my body.

Why was that the hottest thing anyone had ever said to me?

“Jace,” I growled deeply, rocking my hips.

Jace humped my ass like a man possessed. I should’ve been freaking out. What did I know about fooling around with a guy? But it felt entirely natural to grind against Jace. Sexy images bombarded me, raw and dirty, and once I started, I couldn’t stop.

The heat of his body enveloped mine, the heady smell of our sweat and arousal. I closed my eyes and dropped my head forward as he writhed and moaned against me, his hot breath teasing my neck. We hadn’t kissed but already it was the best sex I’d ever had. And when his hands moved to interlock with mine, my climax threatened to let loose.

This was supposed to be a prank on Ethan. Once again, the joke was on us.

“I’m almost there, Jace,” I said breathlessly. “So close.”

“Come for me. Do it now.”

“Jace. Oh God, oh fuck.”

I undulated again, and the movement had me pushing against the headboard as I came hard, wet, sticky cum filling up my briefs.

Jace let out a loud moan, and I felt his body stiffen behind me. He gripped my hands tighter as he whispered my name in that filthy, raspy voice of his.

“Axel. Fucking hell.”

I could hardly breathe, gasping for air. Did both of us win this time? It sure as hell felt like it.

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