Page 31 of Game Over

“Fuck, yes, I’m coming, Allie, and you’re gonna swallow every drop like the good little slut you are, aren’t you?”

She looked up at me with tear-filled eyes and let out what I’m assuming was a garbled yes.

“Atta girl,” I said as I lightly slapped the side of her face, causing her eyes to roll back, and she rubbed her thighs together seeking friction. I thrust into her mouth twice more and then spilled everything down her throat, holding her in place, making sure nothing came out. I slowly pulled out as she looked up at me and licked her lips, making sure nothing was left as she swallowed. I bent down to pick her up, needing her close “I know I keep saying it, but fuck, Allie.”

“Yeah, I know, I’m amazing.” She smiled up at me lazily, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Also, put me down before I hurt your back or something.” Now this really made me roll my eyes and laugh at her.

“I’m not some weakling; you weigh nothing to me.” To further prove my point, I swung her around so she had to wrap her legs around me. “See? It’s nothing.”

“I’m not used to it, is all. Fuck, are you already hard again?” She shimmied her hips against me to further investigate, and a small moan came out.

“If you could’ve seen the sight I was looking at, you’d be hard again too.”

“Fuck, Spence,” she mewled as she grinded up against me, biting and sucking at the sensitive spot at the curve of my neck. There was definitely going to be a mark left.

“What door is your room?” My words came out rough, but there was no more waiting. The need I had for this woman was driving me insane. I wanted to bury myself inside her and see what all noises I could draw from her pretty lips.

“All the way at the end of the hallway.” She got out between breaths as she continued the assault on my neck. I carefully kicked my feet out of my jeans and then made my way to her room. I tossed her onto the bed, and she made a small oomph noise before giggling. The two small lamps she had on cast a hazy golden glow across the room. Looking down at her took my breath away. Her pale skin, dotted everywhere with freckles, and the stark contrast of her tattoos against it, paired with the shadow the lamps cast, made her look ethereal. She was truly a vision.

I climbed on top of her, arms bracketed on either side of her head, and devoured her lips in a frenzied kiss. This wasn’t a gentle kiss, no. This was like two kids making out who couldn’t pull themselves apart to breathe. Hands and arms reaching for one another. Needing to touch more than they could reach. The need to show her how stunning she was fueled me as I kissed her. How fucking perfect she was. I would undo any doubt she kept tangled up in that pretty head of hers. We broke apart, and I lowered my forehead to hers. We tried to even out our breathing. I nestled myself between her legs when a sudden realization hit me.

“Shit,” I let out a long groan and fisted the sheets.

“What’s wrong? Did I do something?” Her body tensed beneath me as her eyes widened with worry.

“No, god no. I just realized I don’t have any protection with me.”

“Son-of-a-bitch, I think I’m out too. Of all times, why now?” she whined as she hooked her legs around me.

“Allie, you’re gonna have to unwrap yourself from me, or I’m going to act like a fool and fuck you raw, consequences be damned.”

I must be out of my mind because this didn’t seem like a bad idea at all to me right now.

“I’m clean, I got tested a month ago, and I haven’t been with anyone in like three or four months either.”

“Me too, I’m clean. Pretty sure it’s been a hell of a lot longer since I’ve been with someone. I’m hoping I don’t embarrass myself and blow within seconds. You’re sure?”

“I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel you fuck me with nothing between us, and I want to feel you come inside me.” God, her mouth was sinful. “Please, Spencer.”

“Fuck it.” The last little bit of my restraint snapped, and I fisted myself, lining up with her entrance and easing myself in, so I didn’t hurt her. “You feel so fucking good. You're so tight, baby girl. Look how well you’re taking me.”

She leaned up on her elbows, looked down between us, and let out a moan.

“You like watching me fuck you, sweetheart? Like the way it looks when I’m claiming this pussy?”

“Yes, oh god, yes, please fuck me harder. I don’t want gentle, I want you to fuck me as hard as you can.”

“Whatever you want, baby girl.” I lifted her leg and placed it against my chest, letting her foot dangle over my shoulder, allowing me in deeper. I picked up my pace, gripping her thighs as I did. Fuck, these thighs were heaven on earth.

She screamed, not caring how loud she was being, begging and pleading for me not to stop. Without thinking, I reached down and wrapped my hand around her throat, and for a moment, I froze as her eyes went wide. She lifted her hand and squeezed mine, “It’s okay, I trust you. Don’t stop unless I say stop, okay?”

“You’re sure? I need words, Allie.” There could be no doubt at all that she wanted this. It was either yes or we’d stop.

“I’m so fucking sure, please don’t stop.”

I squeezed her throat slightly harder and picked up my pace. She reached down between us and rubbed her clit.

“You gonna be a good girl and come all over my cock for me?”