Page 104 of Playing to Win
I sink them into her mouth and she does as I tell her, her tongue lapping at my fingers and yeah, I just shot cum all over her and my cock is hard like it’s ready to go again. There is nothing sexier than an eager to please woman licking your semen off your fingers like it’s her favorite dessert.
And right now, Ruby is sucking my fingers like they’re my dick. Meaning she’s doing a damn good and most thorough job.
When she’s finished, I collapse on the mattress beside her and yank her into my arms, holding her close. We’re quiet for a moment, trying to calm our breathing. Our racing hearts.
“I have a question,” I say after a few minutes.
“What is it?”
I rest my cheek against hers, whispering close to her ear, “What’s your opinion on ass play?”
She bursts out laughing. “I’ve never really thought about it before.”
“Well, think about it. With me.” I rub the side of her hip, savoring her smooth, soft skin. “Because I want to play with yours.”
“Using what?”
“My fingers.” My arms tighten around her waist, pulling her closer. “My mouth. My tongue. Eventually my cock.”
She’s silent for a few seconds. “Are you into that sort of thing?”
“Not really. Until you,” I say with all honesty.
Only because I want to claim every single part of her and make her mine.
If I said that out loud, would it freak her out?
Hell, would it freakmeout?
“Then, I’m interested,” she says firmly.
I kiss her because fuck yes, that’s the answer I was looking for. Is Ruby Maguire turning into my dream girl?
Apparently, the answer is yes.
* * *
Monday morningand I’m striding across campus, whistling a showtune like I’m in a Disney movie and sunshine is shooting out my ass. I feel so fucking good, so on top of the world, absolutely nothing is going to keep me down.
Not a damn thing.
Ruby and I fucked around all Saturday night and well into Sunday morning. The girl can give as well as she takes and damn, it was a life-changing experience. By the time I snuck out of her apartment in the early morning sunlight, I was exhausted. Went home and slept pretty much all day.
And now I’m wandering around campus bright-eyed and bushy-tailed like my mom used to say, on high alert as I scan the area in search of Ruby. Desperate to see her pretty blonde head.
She’s nowhere to be found.
I texted her earlier, but she didn’t answer. I didn’t let that deter me though. We texted last night for a little bit and it got dirty with her describing exactly what she wanted to do to me next time we were alone, and damn, I had to jerk off to thoughts of Ruby on her knees while I fucked her mouth with my cock.
Because that’s what she wanted to do—she described it in vivid detail.
See? Dream girl material. I’m a lucky fucker and I know it.
I go to all of my classes and try to concentrate. Eat lunch with some teammates and idly listen to their conversations, my thoughts consumed with Ruby. By the time I’m in the locker room getting ready for practice, I’m practically vibrating with excitement at the thought of seeing her with the rest of the social media team out on the field.
I’m barely changed into my practice gear when Coach Mattson calls for a quick meeting that’s met with a lot of groaning and moaning, which just pisses him off.
Uh oh. Hope someone didn’t fuck up.
