The Game Plan (Neighbor from Hell #5)(75)

A startled gasp escaped her as he lightly traced her lips with his fingers. She could just barely feel it, but it was enough to have her spreading her legs wider, desperate for more.

“Do you like that?” he asked in a seductive whisper as he continued to lightly tease her.

“Yes.”

He kissed her shoulder as he continued to tease her slit, back and forth, back and forth. With each pass of his fingertips the pressure increased until a shuddering breath escaped her. His fingertips slid between her lips, teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves desperate for his touch.

“How’s that?”

“Better,” she admitted, licking her lips as she pushed back, needing more, but the bastard refused to give it.

In fact, the bastard pulled back just enough to make her reconsider her old plans to kill him with her bare hands.

“Danny!”

“What is it, Tink?” he asked, kissing her cheek as he continued to tease her.

“Please!”

“Please, what, sweetheart?” he asked as he kissed her jaw.

“Please don’t make me kill you!” she snapped, so close to turning around and….and…and…

“Oh, God!” she gasped as he suddenly slid a finger inside her from behind.

It was a sensation that she’d experienced before and one that she was quickly falling in love with. For the past month they’d been pleasuring each other with their mouths and hands and although Danny had introduced her to a number of interesting and satisfying ways to pleasure each other, he’d never taken her like this. It made her wonder just how good it would feel-

“Tonight,” he said, his voice strained as he slowly slid his finger inside her, “after I get my answer, I’m going to f*ck you just like this.”

“Oh, God…..,” she groaned, because she knew that if he didn’t make good on his promise that she was going to end up needing that defense attorney by the end of the night.

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Pressing one last kiss to her jaw, he leaned back so that he could watch what he was doing. He watched as his finger disappeared inside her only to reappear, glistening with her juices. Adding a second finger and wishing that it was the cock straining between his legs to get to her, he continued to thrust his hand between her legs.

He savored her moans as he worked his fingers between her legs. She felt so good and he knew that if he continued doing this that she’d come, but he wanted a fair comparison and to do that, he needed to move on to the next stage of his plans.

Licking his lips in anticipation of that sweet treat that he’d long ago become addicted to, he dropped to his knees. “Are you ready, Jodi?” he asked, pulling his fingers away before she could answer.

He leaned in and ran the tip of his tongue through her slit, groaning as her sweet syrup coated his tongue. She tasted so f*cking good, better than anything he’d ever tasted before. Closing his eyes, he leaned in further, savoring her as he ran the tip of his tongue over her core.

He loved the way she moaned, but he loved it more when she moaned his name so he made her do it again and again until he was forced to slap his hands against the tiled wall as his body trembled. He wanted her. God, how he f*cking wanted her.

“Danny, please!” she sobbed, pushing back against his tongue.

He could have let her come like this, but…..

He needed to be inside her.

He gave her one last, long lick before he stood up. He shifted his legs, cupped her hip with one hand as he reached down and wrapped his hand around his cock, struggling to resist the urge to stroke himself as he quickly positioned the head of his cock at her slit.

“Which one did you like better?” he asked, simply to have something to distract himself with as he slowly pushed inside her.

“This,” she said, reaching back and slapping her hand on his hip, “I like this.”

“I like this too, baby,” he said, pushing the rest of the way inside her.

He reached around her and cupped her neglected breast, gently squeezing it as he weighed her breast in his hand, loving the way her hard nipple felt against his palm. He pulled back, groaning at the loss of her tight sheath only to moan when he pushed back inside, loving the way her silk walls tightened around him in welcome.

It felt good.

It felt like he was coming home.

“You feel good, Jodi,” he growled as he leaned down and kissed her shoulder, her neck, wishing that he could kiss her properly, but she had her forehead pressed against the cool tiles, panting as he took her from behind. “So f*cking good.”

He dropped his hand away from her hip and reached between her legs, needing to make this so good for her that it didn’t matter that he wasn’t in love with her. He needed her to love this, to need it so badly that it made up for everything else. He knew that it made him a selfish bastard, but he needed her to love him.

Chapter 37

“I could do this all f*cking day,” he growled in her ear.

Keeping her forehead pressed against the tile, she licked her lips and spread her legs further apart to give him better access. He rewarded her with a kiss to the shoulder and a groaned, “Good girl,” as he added a second finger between her legs and pushed in deeper.

He rubbed the tip of her clit with the pads of his fingers in a circular motion so that there was a slight break in contact, teasing her in a way that she’d never expected. Her hand tightened on his hip, holding him close as she stood there on the verge of the most powerful orgasm of her life. She felt the muscles in his hips work as he thrust inside her. God, he felt good, she thought as the hand she had pressed against the wall fisted and a scream tore from her lips.