Page 29 of Playing the Game
“Is this what you want more of?” He slides his fingers inside me and pumps them harder. “You’re nice and ready for me. I think it’s time you get on me.”
“Please,” I breathe.
He pulls his fingers out and licks me one more time. “Fucking delicious.”
His tone and his demeanor are beyond enticing. There’s nothing I don’t want him to do. I’m at hismercy and want more.
He crawls up, planting tiny kisses on my stomach. When he gets to my mouth, he dives into a sensual kiss while stroking my cheek. I melt into his touch and let the tenderness of the moment fill my soul.
Jami pulls away and rolls onto his back. “Climb on and ride me. Take all the pleasure you need.”
“I want you to fill all of me.” I straddle him and hover over his body.
“Then take every inch you want. I’m yours to have.” He reaches up and pulls me down for another kiss.
As our tongues intertwine, I line myself up with him. We’ve been experiencing each other for a while now, and my third orgasm has been building for a few minutes.
Taking him and sliding up and down his length is going to make me explode. I break away and guide him into me.
“You feel so good, Jami.” I suck in a breath, trying to hold on for more than a second.
“Fuck, sweetness. There’s no word for how good you feel.” He drives himself into me.
His thumb finds my clit and almost pushes me over the edge. I squeeze my walls, trying to keep it together. We move in sync like we’ve done this a million times.
He knows my body and how to get me to respond. We continue the ecstasy of enjoying one another for a few minutes in an erotic dance while I desperately try not to come.
His free hand grips my hip as I grind down on him harder. I still haven’t taken him the entire way, so I inch farther down.
“Take all of me. Let me see how well you handle me.” He pushes up at the same time I go down.
I run my hands over his chest. It’s too dark for me to make out his tattoos, but relying on my sense of touch allows me to connect to his body more fully. His muscles are hard and defined. I want to lick all over him.
He swirls his hips as he plows into me, and I nearly pass out in a moment of bliss.
“Jami…” I moan.
He reaches with both hands and cups my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers.
It’s like there’s a cord attached to them that goes straight between my thighs. I shudder as shivers spread over my skin.
He releases a low, sultry laugh. “Does that feel good?”
“Yes.” I smile down at him. “Why didn’t we do this sooner?”
He doesn’t respond. Instead, he thrusts into me with more determination, almost as if my question released something in him—maybe years of bottled-up desire? I don’t know if that’s the case for him, but it is for me.
I slide up and down over his length. All my emotions bubble up and I get a sense of closeness with him I’ve never had with anyone else. It’s profound.
This man knows me like no other. He’s been a constant in my life for as long as I can remember. And now, he’s a part of my flesh and soul. I allow myself to go there and finally admit I’m desperately in love with Jamison Stone.
His fingertips swipe over my bud as he dives into me. “Let yourself go. Be a good girl and come for me.”
His commanding words and fluid movements are more than I expect. I gasp and throw my head back. His thumb circles my clit and I quake in bliss. I come so hard I see stars.
“That was beautiful. You’re so fucking gorgeous.” He lets up on the pressure and gently guides me out of the sky and back to him.
As I bring myself back to the moment, he slows his pace. The way he stares at me in the moonlight makes my heart explode.
