Page 35 of The Game

“Hmm.” Her eyes darken as she convulses. She grips my forearms to keep from falling. “I’m not going to complain.”

I run my tongue across the pebbles of her nipple and then flick the nub. She arches her back and thrusts her perfect tit toward me.

My hand slips between her folds, and I thrust deep into her core. The heat of her pussy surrounds me as the water splashes down our bodies and makes splattering sounds against the porcelain bottom.

I slip my fingers out of her sex, and the sucking sound of her release makes my balls ache with need. A need I’m never going to be able to satisfy. Placing my fingers on her lips, I growl, “Taste what I do to you.”

Her eyes widen in shock, but then, she flicks her perfect tongue over the tip. “You make me so fucking greedy.” She slips my fingers into her mouth and sucks down hard on the digits like she does when she’s sucking me off.

Fuck. All thoughts of pleasing her are replaced by an intense need to be sated. I need her. “I want you so bad. You drive me fucking wild.”

“Fuck me,” she growls, and I hoist her up until her legs are wrapped around my waist.

Pressing her against the wall, so we don’t fall on our asses, I glide her over my throbbing shaft.

“God, yes, Gunner. Fuck me.” She arches her pelvis forward and takes me inside her until my balls slap against her ass.

Nothing in this world feels better than to be surrounded by her. The heat of her body sears into me, spurring my thrusts until I can’t stop.

Our loud moans fill the interior of the bathroom and bounce off the tile. When her nails pierce the flesh of my shoulders, I lose all connection with reality. She’s the only thing I see and feel. Nothing else matters.

Chapter Nineteen

Dani

The number ticks up with each movement of my legs and hips. One of my favorite pieces of exercise equipment is the elliptical machine. However, after forty-five minutes, my legs are screaming.

I hit the button and slow down my movements. My chest heaves with each intake of air into my lungs.

“Good form.” Gunner arches his eyebrows as he releases the pulldown bar. It snaps with a clang against the machine.

“Thank you.” I nod and run my hands over the spandex leggings he bought me. Thank you, hotel concierge. The staff here are magicians. “You don’t look half bad yourself.”

“You’re angling for being placed over my knee and getting a spanking, aren’t you?” He cocks his head to the side and gives me a pointed leer.

“Yes, please.” My legs grow even weaker. It’s ridiculous. I’ve never been this open about sex. Hell, I don’t generally enjoy sex. Being with Gunner is an eye-opening experience. I love everything he does to me.

He stands and walks with a cocky swagger until he’s in my space. My breath catches in my throat, and I slam the off button. Getting my face smashed in is not high on my list of activities for the day.

“Come here, little girl, so I can spank you.”

The low tone of his voice makes my clit twitch. Is anyone else in here? My gaze darts around the room. The gym is quiet, except for our labored breathing.

“Doll, no one’s in here. I’m not about to have an audience with the dirty things I want to do to you.”

“Stop it.” I smack at him, and he laughs.

“I’m teasing. I wouldn’t take you across my lap in public.” He bites his bottom lip and gazes at me from head to toe.

Holy cow. The way he peers at me makes my heart soar. People ogle Ashley like this, not me. Will it last? Do I want it to last?

By Monday morning, it might all blow up in a puff of smoke when we’re back in the team gym, but I don’t want it to be over. I want him to watch my every move like he wants to devour me. Like I’m the only person he’ll ever want in his bed.

He cups the back of my head. “In private is a completely different thing.”

I swallow over the dryness in my mouth. “Are you into kinky stuff?”

“I don’t know.” He shrugs. “I’ve never tried it, but I can understand the appeal. With you.”

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