Page 18 of Game Misconduct

Eagerly, I nod.

“Then we do this on my terms,” she demands.

My fucking cock twitches. “Okay.”

She said she wasn’t into femdom earlier, but fuck, I might be. I’ve never given it much thought before now.

Stepping up to me, she pushes the lube and condoms into my hand, then cups me over my briefs. As much as I try to play it cool, I can’t help thrusting into her touch, desperate for more.

“Here’s how this is going to go,” she tells me. “You’ve had your fun and your games. It’s my turn now.”

My throat bobs as I swallow a hard lump. “O-okay.”

She tugs my briefs down and my cock slaps up against my abs. Her satisfied smirk makes my balls draw up tight.

This woman might be the death of me, and frankly, I don’t fucking care.

She wraps her fist around my cock, giving me a slow stroke. My knees buckle, and I reach for the wall behind me to steady myself.

“Actually, I do need you to do something for me,” she says. She removes her hand from around me.

“Anything,” I blurt. My cock is rock hard and my balls ache. If I don’t come soon, I’m literally going to die.

She sinks to her knees, then gathers her hair over her shoulder. Taking my hand, she guides it toward her hair, wrapping my fist around it.

“Hold this for me?”

And then before I can blink, she fists her hand around my cock and sucks me into her mouth.

Bex looking at me from across the room in her skimpy bra and panties? Great.

Bex naked on my lap, squirming and panting as I bring her to the edge? Wonderful.

Bex on her knees with my cock in her mouth? Heaven.

She tightens her fist around my length, sucking on the head. Pleasure sparks along my spine, making the backs of my legs prickle and precum leak from the tip.

She hums as she licks me clean, then kisses her way along the underside of the shaft. And I almost come undone the second she sucks on the sensitive vein under the head.

All too soon, I reluctantly tug on her hair, pulling her away from me. Her tongue darts out to lick through the slit, like she can’t stand not having me in her mouth.

“If you want me to fuck you, you’ve got to stop,” I tell her, flexing my grip on her hair. She lets out a soft moan, tightening her fist around me.

“Babe…”

Slowly, she pulls away, and I grab her by the upper arms and yank her up. Once she’s upright, I slide my hand back into her hair and kiss her senseless. She tastes like me, and I shouldn’t like it as much as I do.

I walk backward, leading her to the bed and collapsing onto it, pulling her after me. She curls up next to me, her hand scratching through my chest hair as she drags my mouth back to hers.

She’s coming back to herself.

Grabbing the first condom, I rip it open and roll it down my length, then add some lube. With the rest, I reach for her and slide two fingers into her greedy cunt, mixing her natural wetness with the supplemental from the packet.

I roll onto my back and try to pull her after me, but Bex shakes her head. “I’d crush you.”

“Babe, I’d die happy.”

She snorts. “Yeah, I can see that headline going well. Hot NHL superstar gets smothered by⁠—”

“By a fucking glorious woman with the best tits in the multiverse and an ass that will haunt me for the rest of my goddamn life.”

Bex shakes her head, but I am pleased to see her try to hide a smile.

“Please. Please sit on my cock,” I beg her. “Just a little bit. Just try it.”

She rolls her eyes, her lips twitching into a smile. “You’re ridiculous.”