Page 284 of Playing the Pucking Game
Linc switches sides and flicks my other nipple with his tongue. This time, I slap my own hand across my mouth to keep my moans in.
“Desperate for you, babe. I want you to come on my tongue. Can you be a good girl and do that for me?”
I nod frantically, widening my thighs in offering.
He chuckles as he kisses back down my stomach, disappearing beneath the sheets.
“Oh god, please,” I whisper, desire coiling inside me.
“Fuck, you smell so fucking sweet,” he groans, making my cheeks burn red hot.
Reaching down, I thread my fingers into his soft hair, gently pushing him toward where I really need him.
He doesn’t say a word, but a push of air rushes over my heated skin.
“You’re such a tease,” I hiss when he kisses down one of my thighs.
“Want to make sure you’re ready,” he muses.
Lifting the sheets with my other hand, I look down, watching.
I can’t see much, the room is still pretty dark, but what I can see is everything.
My body starts trembling as his lips close in on my core.
“Lincoln,” I moan, my fingers tightening in my hair when he switches to my other thigh.
He chuckles, but I don’t find it very fucking funny.
I’m desperate. He’s teased me with a good time, and now I need it more than I need my next breath.
This time, when he gets to the sensitive skin between my thigh and my pussy, he doesn’t stop.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
He licks me, entrance to clit, and I practically levitate off the bed.
Lying his forearm across my lower stomach, he pins me to the mattress before sucking on my clit.
Dropping the sheets, I cover my mouth with my hand again and cry out.
He teases me, learning what I like and what I don’t as he builds me higher and higher.
In record time, I’m balancing right on the edge. But just before I fall, he pulls back, leaving me gasping for air and chasing my lost release.
“You’re an asshole,” I hiss.
“It’ll be worth it,” he shoots back before diving back in. Only this time, he slides two fingers inside me, and as he laves at my clit, he finds my G-spot.
My body trembles violently, and I’m pretty sure I pull his hair clean from his head as I hold him in place.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant into my hand, my body like an inferno as my imminent release grows in intensity.
I lose sense of the noises I’m making, too lost in the pleasure that’s about to explode.
And the second it does…fuck.
I swear the world shifts on its axis as lights flash behind my eyes and my body convulses as he works me through the orgasm.
