Page 74 of Playing to Win
Her eyes widen as she stares at my chest, her mouth full of my dick and damn it, if I had my phone on me, I would take a picture of this.
It’s a moment I want documented forever.
I forget all about taking photos when she starts to suck my cock in earnest. She sucks me deep, her fingers squeezing the base of my shaft, her cheeks hollowing out. I pump my hips, pulling almost all the way out before I thrust back in and she takes it like a champ. The muscles in her neck relax and the head of my cock bumps against the back of her throat once. Twice.
Swearing, I pull out, her hand falling away, her expression disappointed. “What are you doing?”
“I wanna come on your tits.” She has perfect ones and fuck, I’m so goddamn close, I’m done with the teasing. The pressure is building.
I just need to come.
“Okay,” she agrees without any hesitation, and I realize that I like that about her. She’s into whatever I suggest, no questions asked. No doubt or any funny looks.
Always agreeable. Even eager. Like we’re on the same track.
“Come here.” I pull her back onto the bed and she’s lying on the mattress, her legs spread and me kneeling in between them. I eat up her body with my gaze, tracking her smooth, flushed skin, those pretty hard nipples and slender arms and legs.
She gathers her hair up in her hands and arches her back, her chest thrusting forward as she bends her knees and plants her feet on the mattress. Reminding me of a living, breathing sex goddess, on total display and ready for me.
I close my eyes for only a moment and swallow hard, my self-control slipping away. All it takes is a couple of squeezes, my gaze locked on her pretty naked body, and that familiar sensation builds at the base of my spine. The depths of my balls.
Ruby cups her tits in her hands, pushing them together, giving me the best visual and I’m done for.
“Oh God,” I choke out, that first spurt of cum shooting from my cock and landing dead center, dripping in her cleavage. “Fuck, Red.”
She scoots closer, another splatter of cum landing on her left breast, sliding down her skin to her nipple. I groan, trying to squeeze out every last drop and when I’m finally done, I fall onto the bed on my side, pleased when she turns and lies on her side too, directly across from me.
I’m breathing hard, and I close my eyes, focusing on calming my racing heart. Goddamn, that was good. I’m still shivering, the remnants of my orgasm lingering, and when I open my eyes, I find Ruby watching me, a look of fascination on her beautiful face.
My cum dripping all over her chest.
Reaching out, I dip my fingers in it, smearing it all over her body. Her breasts. Coating her nipples with it. An unfamiliar feeling sweeps over me, leaving me breathing deep, my head swimming. One single word beating like a drum in my brain.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
But she can’t be mine. We’re not supposed to do this.
Maybe that’s why this experience was so fuckin’ hot.
TWENTY-THREE
RUBY
I walkacross campus the next morning, feeling like a new woman. A completely transformed human. All of my senses are heightened, like I’m ultra-aware of everything going on around me. The scents, the sounds, the color of the sky, the tinkling of someone’s laughter, the annoying blare of a car alarm in the parking lot—it’s all intensified.
I want to throw my arms out and do slow circles in the middle of the quad, while staring at the bright blue sky. I want to shout to the world that I just had the most transformative sexual experience of my entire life last night…
And we haven’t even had actual sex yet.
A secret smile plays upon my lips when I remember how he came all over my chest. One of my secret fantasies come to life. I’ve seen this sort of thing on porn, but never really thought I could ask a guy,hey would you mind coming on me instead of inside me?
Yeah, that doesn’t feel like a normal conversation for me. And it’s not like I have lots of guysliterallycoming inside me. The men I’ve been with—all three of them—they always wore a condom. I’m a big supporter of safe sex because I’m not stupid. One, I don’t want a sexually transmitted disease, and two, I don’t want to get pregnant.
God no.
When Ace said he wanted to come on my tits, I agreed immediately because oh my God, that’s like the hottest thing alive. The look on his face when that first spurt hit me. The way he smeared it all over my skin afterward. It felt like he was branding me for real. Claiming me… Rubbing his scent all over me so no one else will make a move.
A shiver steals through me at the memory.
