Page 112 of Play the Game
She pinches my nipples between her fingers, and I suck in a harsh breath as all the blood in my body drains to my cock. With a growl, I curl my fingers into the waistband of her leggings and shove them down over her ass, then grasp her hips, lifting her up onto the small counter before freeing her legs from the fabric, somehow managing to yank her shoes off at the same time.
Mine.
Evan smirks at me, leaning back on her hands, her ass sliding to the edge of the counter. “So, that’s a yes?”
Reaching back, I flip the lock on the bathroom door, my eyes on her the whole time. “That’s a hell yes.”
Stepping in front of her, I grasp her face in my hands and slam my lips to hers. Evan moans, her tongue swiping along my bottom lip. I open for her, groaning when she licks inside my mouth. I meet her tongue stroke for stroke, licking, biting, tasting, until we’re both gasping.
Evan drops her hands to my waistband, shoving my joggers and boxers down my thighs and freeing my cock, wrapping her hand around it. I hiss as she strokes with a firm grip, rolling her palm over the tip to gather the precum already leaking from my slit, using it to slide her hand up and down until pleasure hums in my blood.
“Fuck, Ev,” I mutter, scraping my teeth down the column of her throat, nudging her sweatshirt to the side and nipping at her collarbone. “I can’t think when you touch me like that. I need to be inside you.”
“So, get inside me,” she says, spreading her legs wide and wrapping them around my hips, locking her ankles, heels digging into my ass to draw me closer.
Dropping a hand down, I slip two fingers inside her, groaningagain when I find her wet and ready for me. “Look at you,” I rasp. “Pretty cunt already dripping. So fucking needy for me.”
“Yes,” she chokes when I curl my fingers up, pressing my thumb to her clit, using my other hand to shove her sweatshirt up, tugging down the cup of her bra and rolling her nipple between two fingers. “I need you. Please.”
Chuckling a little darkly, I pull my fingers out of her and stick them straight into my mouth, her eyes going hazy as she watches me lick them clean. My head spins at the taste of her. Tangy and perfect andmine.
She tastes like mine.
Taking my fingers out of my mouth, I wrap a hand around the back of her neck and crash my mouth to hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth at the same time as I line myself up with her entrance and slide inside in a single thrust that has us both gasping.
“Oh my god, Cooper.” She moans, locking her ankles tighter around my back, pulling me deeper and gripping my hair in both hands. Her eyes are hazy with pleasure, a pink flush spreading over her face, and the way she already looks wrecked for me has a beast I didn’t even know lived inside me clanging at the bars of his cage, possession roaring in my blood.
“That’s fucking right, baby,” I grit out, grasping her hips and fucking her in steady strokes that are in direct contrast to the swirling vortex in my brain screaming at me to take. To ravage. Evan is so wet and tight and hot, and I’m riding the edge so fast my head spins and pleasure grips my spine. “When I’m fucking this pussy, you say my name. Mine,” I growl out, tightening my grip on her hips, holding her against me as I grind deep on every stroke, just the way I know she likes it.
I’ve never been this guy. The growly, possessive one who loses his goddamn mind when the woman he loves says his name. The one who wants to claim her and mark her and keep her forever so everyone knows she’s mine but also watch her fly free becauseshe’s beautiful and brilliant and the world needs every single incredible thing she has to give.
Except, maybe with her I am exactly that guy because Evan smells like cherries and her pussy grips my dick like they were made to fit together. She’s looking at me like I’m her most important thing, my hands splayed over the sides of her belly right where the baby we made rests, and I love her so much it shouldn’t be survivable.
And suddenly, I need to feel her coming around me more than I need to take my next breath. I need her falling apart for me, as wild with need for me as I am for her every time I slide inside her. See her. Hear her. Every day of my goddamn life. Sliding my hand under her belly, I stroke my thumb over her clit, victory surging through me when she moans, rolling her hips to meet my every thrust, every circle of my thumb.
“Just like that,” she urges, her knees gripping my hips harder as she lets go of my hair to plant her hands behind her, giving her leverage to grind harder against me. A panting whimper falls from her throat that heats my blood until there’s an inferno racing under my skin. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” she chants, crying out suddenly as her legs lock tighter, her pussy squeezing me when she shatters.
I lean forward, pushing up her sweatshirt and licking a path between her breasts, and the salty taste of her skin has need for her roaring in my brain. Overwhelmed with desperation, I pull out, helping her off the counter and spinning her around, pushing her legs apart with one of my own. With a hand between her shoulder blades, I guide her down slightly and slam back into her, watching as her pussy sucks me right in andJesus. RIP me because nothing has ever felt as good as this. Been as good as this.
“Yes,” Evan hisses out, gripping the side of the counter with one hand, the other reaching back to wrap around my hip, fingernails digging into my skin. “Please,” she begs. “I need?—”
“I know exactly what you need,” I grit out, wrapping one armunder her belly and sliding the other up under her shirt, toying with her nipples as I fuck her in fast, punishing strokes. I lick a path up her neck, grazing my teeth over her earlobe until she gasps. “You need me, just like I need you. Ineedyou, Evan. So much I sometimes can’t breathe. No one else has ever made me feel this way. Will ever make me feel this way. Only you. Only. Fucking. You,” I rasp out. “Look up, baby.”
I pull Evan up so her back is flush with my chest, and she lifts her head, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror. She sucks in a breath, her face flooding with heat. Electricity crackles and pops between us as I slow my hips just enough to hold us both on the edge. “See that?” I murmur, dropping my hand from around her waist to ghost over her clit, pressing a line of hot, wet kisses up her neck. “See how perfect we are together? How good you look with my cock buried inside you, my fingers playing with your clit, just the way you like it? I know exactly how you like it. How to make this gorgeous body sing for me. Eyes on me, baby. Don’t look away.”
“I couldn’t,” she says, a little bit of wonder in her voice. With her eyes glued to mine, she lifts one hand up to wrap around my neck. She lays the other one over her belly, and that simple move shoves me straight to the edge of the cliff. Unable to hold back any longer, I snap my hips forward, pounding into her again and again, my vision blurring as pleasure coils at the base of my spine.
“I need to come again, Cooper.Fuck,” she grinds out, tangling her fingers in my hair and tugging so hard, white hot arousal spills through me.
“Do it. Please. Come for me. Come right here with your eyes on me and my name on your lips. Now, Ev.”
Angling my hips to hit her in the spot I know will drive her wild, I pinch her clit, and she cries out, shattering around me, her legs shaking and her pussy squeezing me so hard I can’t hang on for one more second. With my eyes still locked on hers, Igrind deep, stilling a beat before I explode, black spots dotting my vision as I spill inside her on a long, low groan.
I slow my hips, milking every single bit of pleasure out of us both before Evan collapses back against me.
“Holy shit,” she mumbles, chest heaving. “That was…I don’t even know what that was.”
Spinning her around, I gather her up against me, wrapping an arm around her waist and tangling my other hand in her hair. “That was us, Ev.” I tip my head back and press a kiss to her forehead, one cheek, then the other. “That’s the way it always is with us. The way it always will be.”
