Page 36 of Deceptive Games
“Hang on.” I released him, much to his frustration, but his eyes went wide when I slid my panties down my legs. When I pulled the shirt over my head, he growled.
“Please tell me you’re letting me touch you. If not, this is torture.”
“Take your boxers off,” I ordered, watching him scramble to do as he was told, then I wrapped my hand around his dick to continue stroking him. His lips found mine again as his hand slid between my legs, and he shuddered as he felt how wet I was.
We toyed with each other until my legs started to shake, and a squeal left me as he suddenly flung the blanket off us both and yanked my legs open more to make room for himself as he knelt between them.
He didn’t say anything as he started eating my pussy, my hips raising off the mattress as he pushed a finger inside me.
“Oh, fuck. Luke—” I was going to come so fucking hard.
His tongue rubbed my clit as he pushed a second finger inside, finding the right rhythm that almost made me jump off the damn bed, and then he curled his fingers and sucked firmly.
I screamed, his tongue only working faster when I begged him to stop, and I didn’t give him a moment to breathe when he finally crawled up my body before I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down for a kiss to taste myself.
I wrapped my legs around him to encourage him to keep going, and it took him a second to realize what I was asking.
This wasn’t what I’d intended when I’d come to bed with him, but my body was craving his touch, a small part of me needing it to repair the broken pieces inside of me.
Lukas should’ve been my first, he probably would’ve been if Tristan hadn’t fucked it all up, so as much as Lukas had been the one begging to touch me, I was the one that needed this.
“You sure?” he asked, leaning back to look at me properly. I nodded and he consumed me with another kiss, reaching between us to line himself up with my entrance, and I swore we both let out a groan of relief as he pushed inside.
“Shit, condom,” I said as my brain caught up, but he shook his head and kissed along my throat.
“I’ve spent forever thinking of this moment. I want nothing between us.”
“Be serious. I’m sleeping with other people,” I scolded, gasping as he swatted my ass firmly and thrust into me a little harder.
“I’ll risk it. You feel so fucking good.” He grabbed my leg and hooked it over his shoulder, getting deeper as he braced both hands on either side of me.
Lukas had always been sweet, the kind boy who kissed my boo boos better and cleaned me up after Max had beaten me until I bled, but that boy was gone right now as he fucked me through the damn bed like an animal.
My nails dug into his back as he railed me, the headboard smacking into the wall and letting Jensen knowexactlywhat we were doing in here, but I didn’t care.
Hell, he could’ve walked in and asked to join and I wouldn’t have sent him away.
Sweat coated our skin and we somehow ended up with him on his back and me on top, gripping the headboard as I slammed up and down on him, chasing another orgasm as it started building.
“You going to come again for me?” he gritted out, trying to hold back his own climax.
“It’s so close,” I panted, working harder to try and push myself over the edge.
His fingers dipped between us and I cursed as he rubbed my clit, my muscles locking up as the orgasm suddenly took hold of me. His free hand went to my waist to hold me in place as he planted his feet on the bed to thrust up into me, fucking me through it until he slowed and yanked me down hard onto him, grinding into me with a groan as he came.
His arms slid up my damp back to pull me down over his chest, both of us breathing hard as we caught our breaths, and I melted into him more as he pressed a sweet kiss to my forehead.
“I really hope you let me do that again sometime, because I can never touch another pussy again after that,” he chuckled tiredly, his hands moving lower to grab my ass. “I just love all of you and want to touch you everywhere.”
“When did you come last? It feels like you’re still going,” I teased as he pulsed inside me.
“Yesterday in the shower, actually.”
I was pushing it, but I couldn't help myself. “Were you thinking of me or Jensen?”
“Both.” I leaned back to look down at him in the dim light, his voice strained. “Your pussy just tightened. Do you like that idea?”
“I don’t mind if you want to put me in between you guys or bend him over in front of me. I think it would be hot,” I promised, giving him a quick kiss. “I need a shower.”
