Page 86 of Tempting the Player
My T-shirt is discarded between kisses, then his hard length presses into me, and I lift my hips to get the friction I crave. He lets me use him like that for a few more seconds before he breaks away from our kiss and slides down my body. He trails more kisses on the way. On my breasts, my stomach, even my elbows. There’s not a single part of my body that he doesn’t graze his lips over before he settles back between my legs.
“Damn, Jane.” One index finger drags down my slit.
My upper body shoots up off the bed. I’m drunk on the pleasure ricocheting through me from that one touch. Hendrick stares at my pussy like he’s in a trance.
“What? What is it?” I ask, suddenly feeling self-conscious. “Is something wrong? Do I look weird down there? People always told me to look at myself with a mirror, but I couldn’t ever bring myself to do it.”
I’ve never had any complaints, but I’m not sure anyone has ever stared at it this hard either.
His brows lift. “A mirror?”
“You know, like a little handheld one.”
He flicks the end of his tongue over my clit. “Maybe you can just trust me when I tell you that your pussy is gorgeous.”
Heat floods my face and the throb in my center intensifies.
“Lay back, baby,” he commands.
“I want to watch.” I do just that as he licks me slowly, keeping his eyes locked on me. It takes everything in me to keep myself propped up, watching as he devours me. It’s the hottest thing.
My eyelids feel heavy as the pleasure builds. “I’m so close.”
He sucks hard on my clit and pushes one finger inside of me.
“Hendrick. Oh—” Whatever else I was going to say is cut off as my orgasm shatters me. My eyes water with the need to close them, but I can’t look away from him as the last of my climax shudders through me.
My body goes limp and my arms give out. He presses another kiss to my thigh before he climbs up my body, brushes another kiss over my lips, and then falls onto the mattress beside me.
“That was...” My heart is still racing as I let my head fall to the side so I can look him in the eyes again. “Thank you.”
He chuckles softly as he wraps an arm around my stomach and pulls me against his body. He’s still hard, and even though I just got off twenty seconds ago, I can’t resist rubbing my butt against him.
He swats my bare ass. Not super hard, but enough that I let out a little yelp. “Go to sleep.”
“What about me? I didn’t get to kiss you back.”
“You need to sleep.”
As if my body is on his side instead of mine, I yawn.
He moves only to pull the comforter back up around us.
“Fine. We’ll sleep for one hour and then I want my turn.” I snuggle back into his chest and I’m asleep in seconds.
28
JANE
For the second time today,I wake up in Hendrick’s bed. This time he’s in it with me and someone is knocking on the door.
“What do you want?” He barks in a deep rumble as he sits up and runs a hand through his messy hair. It’s sticking up everywhere. Probably because a wild woman had her fingers in it last night.
The knocking continues, forcing Hendrick to get up and answer the door.
He adjusts himself in his sweats before pulling it open. An amused Archer stands on the other side. “You’re alive.”
“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?” Hendrick asks. He holds the door so his brother can’t see inside, but I nuzzle farther down in the warm sheets anyway.
