Page 312 of Playing the Pucking Game
Gone are the slow and gentle licks from yesterday morning. This man is on a mission, eating me like I’ve never been eaten before.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chant when he pushes two fingers inside me, his tongue not letting up on my clit.
He groans, and the vibrations of his deep rumble hit me exactly where he intends. My orgasm crashes through me like a tsunami. It approaches fast, hitting me almost out of nowhere, but it rocks me to my very core.
“That’s it, pretty girl,” Linc muses as he sits up, his face glistening with my juices and his fingers still slowly bringing me down from my release. “Give me everything.”
“It’s yours. Everything. It’s yours.”
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LINCOLN
Ilick my lips as I climb back up her body, taking her in. The second I get to the bunched-up fabric of the jersey around her shoulders, I reach out and tug it over her head.
I might want to fuck her while she’s wearing it, but that can wait for another day.
Today, I don’t want an inch of her covered.
The second it’s free from her head, I throw it aside and duck down to kiss her.
She moans as her taste explodes on her tongue, but she doesn’t back away.
Her hands slide down my back until her fingertips hit the waistband of my sweats. Her touch is so gentle as she tries not to put pressure on my bruises. It makes my skin prick with goose bumps.
“Parker,” I moan into our kiss.
Her hands push my sweats over my ass before she wrestles them over my hips, letting my aching dick spring free.
Helping her, I kick the fabric off, leaving me as bare as her.
“Fuck,” I gasp as she wraps her hand around my length and slowly starts stroking me.
Precum leaks from the tip, and she gathers it up before rubbing it around the head.
“I’ve never needed anything in my entire life as much as I need you,” I groan, resting my forehead against hers and staring down into her eyes.
“Please,” she whimpers, wrapping both her legs around my waist and tugging me down.
My cock grazes over her pussy, and we both gasp at the sensation.
“I need you, Linc.”
“What do you need, pretty girl?” I taunt, wanting her to say it.
“You. I need you inside me.”
Christ. This woman wrecks me in the best kind of way.
“You’re sure?” I ask. “Because after this, there is no going back, no walking away, no changing minds. Once I’m inside you again, that’s it. It’s us. Forever.”
She nods without hesitation.
“I’m never walking away again. Our time is now.”
I squeeze my eyes closed as I try to keep my shit together.
I’ve waited so fucking long for this.
