Page 76 of Playing to Win
“Please do,” she whispered.
Kyle carefully peeled her pants down her legs before tossing them gently to the floor. His gaze burned a fire of desire over her body as Callie felt her breathing quicken at his look. “You are absolutely breathtaking, Callie. Do you know that?”
Callie shook her head. “I haven’t ever really felt that way, no. Not really.”
“I don’t see how you couldn’t. You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Not breaking eye contact, Kyle leaned over and kissed the freckle right above her belly button, sending heat straight to her girly parts. Without thinking, Callie gasped.
“Kyle,” she breathed.
“I told you I was going to kiss every freckle on your body,” he whispered on her skin. “And I am a man of my word.”
True to his promise, Kyle began blazing a trail of kisses on every freckle on her body, from the one on her ankle to the one on her inner thigh until she was moaning and squirming in pleasure.
"I think I finally got them all,” he said, his lips inches from hers, his body pressed against hers. “Now, Callie, tell me what you want me to do to you.”
“Touch me, Kyle. Touch me.”
“Where do you want me to touch you?”
“Everywhere,” she whispered.
Kyle began at her feet, slowly running his hand from the arch of her foot to her calf, from her calf to her inner thigh, before stopping at the juncture of her legs. “Here?” he asked.
“Yes. Please. So much yes,” she whispered frantically.
That was all the invitation he needed. Kyle slid her panties down her legs and tossed them on the floor with her pants before running his fingers right up her center.
Callie cried out in pleasure. His touch was fire, her body the kindle.
“You’re so ready for me,” he whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. “You are mind, Curly. All mine.”
Callie nodded her head. “I’m yours.”
At her words, Kyle unhooked her bra and stared at her bare breasts, his fingers still rubbing a dizzying rhythm at her center. “I can’t look at you enough,” he said, before taking one of her breasts in his mouth. Callie arched her back at the contact.
“Kyle,” she moaned.
“Say it again, Callie. Say my name.”
“Kyle,” she moaned.
“That’s my girl.”
He took her other breast in his mouth, his fingers still moving in that steady, amazing rhythm. She had never been touched the way Kyle was touching her. She felt a pressure building steadily, felt her muscles clenching.
“That’s it,” he breathed, before thrusting a finger inside her, moving it in time with the rhythm of his finger at her center. “I can feel you, Callie. Let me feel all of you. Trust me.”
At his words, Callie felt herself explode, lights going off behind her eyes. “Holy shit, Kyle,” she breathed, before wrapping her arms around his neck and hanging on.
At her words,Kyle smiled. He felt it the instant Callie had climaxed, felt her tighten around his fingers, felt the pulsing rhythm of her body. With a soft smile, he gently began slowing the movement of his fingers until he stopped completely. Callie still had her arms wrapped around his neck, holding on for dear life. He gently untangled himself and reached for his nightstand.
“What are you doing?” she asked, her eyes drowsy.
“Getting this,” he said, pulling a condom out of his drawer and taking it out of the package. He took off his pants and boxer briefs and rolled on the condo, never breaking eye contact with his girl.
“Was that okay for you?” he asked softly.
“Uhhh…yeah,” she said, eyes wide as she watched him. “I haven’t felt like that in…well, ever.”
