Page 79 of The Game
“When we’re going away for games, you’re going to stay with me,” I tell her, and she crawls across the couch, settling both her legs around me and wrapping her hands around my neck.
“Sure, you’re not going to get sick of me?” she teases as she starts kissing up my throat.
I wrap my hands around her and pull her into my lap as I look into her eyes.
“Never. Any more rules, angel?” I ask her, hoping we’re done with this.
If it were up to me, we would have no rules, but I respect her need for control.
And let’s face it, these “rules” of hers are probably looking quite different from what she initially planned to propose on Thursday, which I’m ecstatic about.
“No more rules, please kiss me,” she breathes into my mouth, but just before her lips meet mine, I lean back slightly.
“I have one more rule, baby,” she looks exasperated at me, probably eager to get this show on the road.
“What?” My hand finds her nape, and I hold her still as I gaze into her eyes.
“In bed, you’re going to scream my name.”
I’ve never seen such a wicked smile as Sarah leans into me, giving me all her weight.
“It’s a deal, Alexander.”
Fucking hell.
I’ve never paid much attention to my name, but hearing it on her lips makes it sound alluring and sexy in a way I’ve never experienced.
I seize her, pushing her back onto the couch and pressing my lips against hers.
“Again,” I whisper between kisses as my hands roam all over her body.
“Alexander.”
Each time, I grow more frustrated as I start exploring her breasts.
“Too many clothes,” she mutters as she pulls off my T-shirt. I help her out of hers as well, admiring her in a sexy black lace bra.
“Do you always wear such sexy things under your clothes?” I ask as I begin kissing down her chest.
“I do. I love feeling sexy, even if no one else knows.”
Hell, I’m going to have trouble moving forward.
Up until now, I’ve been imagining Sarah in all kinds of clothes, lingerie, and naked. Knowing what she’s hiding under there, keeping my hands off of her will be a challenge.
“Fuck, you’re going to kill me, Sarah.”
That makes her smile as she pulls down my zipper before she reaches inside my pants. It’s not an easy task, since my cock is hard and pressing against my jeans.
Before she gets a feel for me, I hoist her up, her straddling me as I walk toward the bedroom.
“I was just getting to the good part. Where are we going?” she asks me, continuing to kiss me and rub her hands across my body.
“If you touch my cock right now, Sarah, this will be over before I’ve even started. Now, I’m taking you to my bedroom and fucking you there before we can move on to every surface of this apartment.”
I plan to have her on every available surface in this condo, but for our first time, a bed is needed.
“I love the sound of that,” she says as I enter the bedroom.
