Page 60 of Playing for Possession
“It’s good,” she gasped.
“I’ve been awake all night thinking about you. Thinking about how good you feel on my tongue. How sweet you taste.”
I worked her pretty pussy from behind with my tongue. She groaned and arched against me.
“That’s right. Lean forward a little. Push back against my face. That’s a good girl.”
I wouldn’t let her come. Not yet. This was about pleasure and letting her see what I saw when I looked at her.
“Where is your vibrator?”
Her mouth parted in surprise. “What?”
“The little silver one I saw in your case.”
“You saw that?”
“Of course I saw it. Your guilty face gave you away. Have you ever told a lie in your life?”
She bit her lip. “Once when we were teenagers, me and Ollie stole a joint from Dad’s studio. He caught us eating an entire pack of cookies and still we denied it was us.”
Amusement went through me. She looked genuinely guilty about that. It was going to be fun corrupting this woman. I kissed across her shoulder blades. “You’re such a rebel. Now, where is it?”
“Are you sure you want it?”
I brushed her hair to the side and nibbled her ear. “Everyone has different skills on a team. Since I can’t vibrate, I appreciate a teammate who can. As long as you can take it?”
“I can take it.”
“Just not my huge cock?”
A laugh burst out of her as she riffled around in a chest of drawers by the bed. “I said big, not huge. Don’t forget I don’t have any frame of reference. It felt big. Maybe it’s average.”
“It’s way above average, I can assure you, and don’t sass me about it when you know I fucked you so good you can’t take a second day. I’m taking that as a compliment, by the way. First time or not.” I gripped her waist and lightly guided her back to the dressing table.
I took the cold metal bullet from her hand and pressed the button. Buzzing filled the air. I lowered the toy down her beautifultoned stomach to her clit. An agonized gasp left her mouth. Her hair fell forward as she dropped her head and squirmed her backside against me.
“That’s right. Good girl. Eyes back on the mirror.” I couldn’t keep the rough edge from my voice.
This was supposed to be about her pleasure, but my cock was straining painfully against my sweatpants. I’d need an extra-long shower after this. She lifted her gaze to her reflection. I dropped to my knees behind her again and pulled her hips to me, making her arch so I could see her beautiful pussy glistening for me. With my arm wrapped around her waist, I held the toy in place while I plunged my tongue into her slippery heat again.
“Fuck,” she breathed.
I pulled away to speak, and she moaned in protest. I watched her in the silver glass, captivated by her red pleasure-flushed face and lips parted on the edge of an orgasm.
“I’ve never heard you swear.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. I love it.”
I gripped the perfect curves of her hips and buried my tongue deep. Her sexy gasps drove me on until her cries grew tormented. I knelt behind her, keeping the toy in place. Her body trembled so hard I had to hold her up with an arm around her middle.
“Do you want to come for me now?”
She nodded vigorously. “Please.”
I took the vibrator away. I was being a prick, but she was so sexy when she squirmed and begged.
