Page 101 of Playing to Win
He doesn’t seem to mind as I basically smother him with my pussy. God, he eats and eats at me, giving me what I asked for. His lips and tongue toying with my clit, drawing me closer and closer to the edge. I feel like I’m going to fall straight over it at any moment. As if I’m freefalling in the air, and there’s no net to catch me. It’s exhilarating.
It’s terrifying.
He grabs hold of me, his hands slipping beneath my ass, lifting me up, his mouth still attached to my pussy and my hands fall away from his hair. I grind against his face, whimpering. Moaning. Ohhh…
Oh.
“Ace.” His name falls from my lips on a pant and he zeroes in on my clit, his tongue and lips working the bit of sensitive flesh. Circling. His fingers teasing the crack of my ass, sliding closer to a spot no guy has ever touched before. He spreads my ass cheeks with those big hands, fingers dipping deeper, tongue flicking at my clit and shit.
That’s it.
I’m coming.
Coming.
“Oh God,” I choke out as the orgasm hits me hard, my head spinning, my entire body shaking. He never lets up, his mouth working me into a frenzy, my clit becoming so sensitive that when it’s over, I’m pushing him away from me because I can’t take it anymore.
It’s too much. He’s too much.
Truly, he’s not enough.
“Roll over,” he demands and I automatically do as he says, turning over onto my stomach. He yanks me into position so I’m on my knees, my upper body still pressed into the mattress and I wiggle my ass back and forth like the shameless woman I’ve become thanks to him, shivering as the cool air hits my heated flesh.
I can feel him looming behind me. Hear him kick off his shoes—oh my God, he just did all of that to me with his shoes on, and I don’t know why, but the idea makes me giggle.
Ace pauses. “Are you laughing at me?”
A shiver pulses through me at the sound of his deep voice. God, he sounds like sin and sex. “No.”
“Better not be.” He smacks my ass, his palm connecting with my flesh, making me jolt forward, a moan falling from my lips.
Heaven help me, that feltgood.I never thought I was into spanking. Seriously, the idea of it always sounded kind of silly to me, but what he just did?
I swear I’m dripping down the inside of my thighs, it was so hot.
“Look at you.” His tone is admiring as he contemplates me and I can hear him get rid of his jeans. Most likely his underwear too. I’m tempted to turn around and check to see if he’s naked, but there’s something so delicious about lying here with my face basically buried in the pillow I find myself clutching and my ass sticking up in the air. I spread my knees a little, wanting him to see all of me and he smacks my butt again. A little lighter this time but still hard enough to sting.
To burn.
I feel that burn all the way to my clit.
“You are a dirty girl, Red.” He massages the spot where he just slapped me, his touch gentle, making me tremble. “I plan on fucking you like this someday.”
Oh, the promise in his voice. I can barely take it.
“From behind?” I ask hopefully.
“Mmm, hmm.” The mattress sags when he climbs onto the bed, his hands on my hips as he pulls me into him. I feel the brush of his cock against my exposed pussy and good God, all I want to do is back up even more and feel him slide into me. Just like this.
“Why can’t we do it now?” I ask, my voice muffled by the pillow I’m clutching.
He goes still, his large hands spanning my hips, his cock right there, poking at me. He’s long and hard and I’m dying to feel him slowly enter me. Dying to experience the delicious friction.
Oh god. I could come again justthinkingabout it.
“You really want me to fuck you like this?” He sounds surprised.
“Yes, please,” I practically scream into the pillow.
