Page 103 of Playing to Win
Aw, he’s so cute. And sexy. And easy to rile up.
But I forget about all of those thoughts when he slides deeper, entering me until we’re both completely still, getting used to each other. I feel so full of him, stretched out completely because he’s long and thick. Like a dream dick, if I’m being real with myself, and of course Ace has a dream dick.
He’s a dream guy. It makes sense that he’d come properly equipped.
“Lift up, baby. Brace yourself on your hands,” he demands, and I do what he says, sending him deeper, making us both moan.
Gripping my hips, he steadily fucks me, sliding in and out, slow and easy. Driving me out of my mind with pleasure. I knew the friction would be good. That slow drag of his cock inside of me pulling almost all the way out before he plunges back in. Over and over. I can feel his fingers trace along my folds that surround his cock, his gaze hot on my skin, and I don’t even have to see him to know this is happening. To feel it.
“This is sexy.” He drifts his fingers back and forth over my pussy, along his dick. “Watching you take me.”
I duck my head and moan at his words, my tits swaying with his every thrust as he increases his pace. We fuck like this for so long, I marvel at his stamina, at the fact that he’s driving me closer to orgasm yet never quite getting me there. Like he’s drawing it out on purpose.
He most likely is.
“Jesus, I can’t take this.” Ace pulls out of my body completely, grabbing my waist and giving me a tug. “Roll over.”
I glance over my shoulder at him. “Why?”
He flips me onto my back with ease, his body hovering over mine as he grabs hold of his cock and guides himself into me. I’m so wet, he slides home easily and I lift my hips, meeting him halfway. “Because I want to look at your beautiful face when I make you come.”
Oh God. He says things like that and I want to melt. I want to fling myself at him and never let him go.
Ever.
THIRTY-TWO
ACE
I’m torturing myself.Torturing Ruby. But I want to draw this moment out. The first time I have actual sex with her, and I want it to be a memorable experience.
For both of us.
The shock on her face from my admission was worth me telling the truth. I don’t normally care about watching a girl’s face when she comes. I’m a selfish bastard—before I was always in it for myself.
This night with Ruby though?
I want to watch the orgasm consume her. I want to stare into her beautiful eyes and kiss her luscious lips and fuck her into oblivion. I want to hear her whisper my name, feel her pussy pulsate around my dick as she wrings my own orgasm out of me.
Fuck, I’m about to come just from the thought of it.
Bracing my hands on the mattress on either side of her head, I ram into her over and over, until she’s got her head thrown back and her throat on display. Bending over her, I race my mouth over her skin, kissing the spot where her pulse throbs. It matches the same beat as her cunt, and fuck, she’s squeezing me. Tightening around me, strangling me—
“Oh God.Ace.” She draws my name out, the rhythmic pulsing of her pussy sending me closer and closer…
Until I’m desperate to pull out of her, groaning as semen spills from my cock all over her lower belly, dripping across her mostly bare pussy. Coming all over her as if I have no control over myself.
Which I don’t. Not when it comes to this girl.
“Holy shit,” she murmurs, her eyes cracking open to stare up at me. “Wow.”
I smile, dipping my head to kiss her. “Yeah. Wow.”
She reaches down, her fingers drifting across her stomach, smearing my cum all over her skin. “Want to rub it in?”
Jesus. This woman. My cock is already standing at half attention thanks to her saying that.
“Do you want me to rub it in?” I don’t give her a chance to answer, batting her hand away so I can streak my fingers through the liquid. I hold them in front of her mouth, and she parts her lips, her eyes going wide. “Lick it off.”
