Play Fair (The Devil's Share Book 3)(39)

Jacks


We were taking things slow. I needed to keep reminding myself that as I watched Bryan take off her clothes. She lost the game we just played. Which meant she got a massage and I got to see her naked. My dick was hard as a rock, but that was nothing new. Bryan unclasped her bra and then placed her hands over her breasts, covering them as she lay down on my bed. She was also still wearing her incredibly sexy white lace panties. I didn’t really think that was fair, but since this was only our second “date,” I decided to keep my mouth shut. I’d meant what I said earlier today: Bryan was it for me. I’d have plenty of time over the next fifty years to lick her nipples.

She looked over her shoulder. “Get to rubbing, love.”

I took and let out a deep breath. This was going to take willpower and self-control, two things an indulgent rock star didn’t have in spades. I reached over and dimmed the lamp on my bedside table, and then climbed on the bed. I trailed one finger down her spine, causing goose bumps to break out on her skin. I smiled to myself, loving the effect I had on her. “Are you sure you don’t want a full frontal massage? I hear those are the best kind.”

Her laughter was muffled by the bedspread. “Let’s just start with the back and see how you do.”

Well, that wasn’t a no…I’d take it. I warmed my hands up by rubbing them together quickly before placing them on her shoulders. I started kneading her muscles, and she let out a little moan. My dick twitched in my pants. Oh man. He was going to be angry if he didn’t get to play with someone other than me soon. I worked my way down her back, paying special attention to her hips. Her skin was smooth and soft, flawless. She was muscular from all those years on the volleyball court. I let my hands roam and caress every inch I could touch. When she was thoroughly relaxed, I dipped down and placed kisses from her neck to the top of her ass. “You taste so damn good, baby doll.” She let out another moan, and my hormones went into hyper drive. I grabbed her pelvis, flipped her on her back, and covered her body with mine. I took one nipple in my mouth and one between my thumb and finger. Her breasts were impeccable, high and tight. Her skin tasted like sugar.

She fisted her hands in my hair and hiked her legs up higher on my hips, rubbing herself against my hard-on. “Oh wow, that feels…so…good.”

I grinned against her skin. “You ain’t felt nothing yet, doll.” I pulled her panties down her perfectly tanned legs. I put my finger against her mouth. “Open.”

She did what I asked and then swirled her tongue around my finger. I was wound so tight I felt like I could get off just watching her do that. I moved down her naked body, working her clit. Everything about her was a fantasy come to life. The sounds she made, the way she smelled, the way she tasted. I couldn’t believe she agreed to be mine. I slid my finger inside her tight *, involuntarily thrusting my hips in unison. I couldn’t help it, I wanted inside her so damn bad. I waited until she was panting and moving her hips, seeking release before I added another finger. She was so f*cking snug. She was right to be scared. I was afraid I would split her in half. “Let me taste you?” I felt the need to ask, because technically that was going beyond second base.

“God yes.” She arched her back off the bed, grabbing my head and moving me toward her *.

I used my mouth, my lips, my tongue. I worked and played until she was dripping wet. Then I added a third finger. Her body tightened at the invasion. I held my hand still, waiting for her body to relax. “I’m sorry, I’m not trying to hurt you; it’s just…”

“No, it’s okay. I’m okay.” Her words came out breathy and soft.

When her hips started to move, I began again, slowly. Holy hell, I couldn’t ever remember being this turned on before. Every time my dick accidentally rubbed against the fabric of my jeans, I almost shot my load. I used my free hand to grab hers, placing it against the giant bulge in my pants.

She chuckled. “You need a little help, love?” All our words were whispered, all our whimpers were soft. We were both aware that we were far from alone in this house.

“I need a big help.” I winked and then lowered my mouth back to her swollen clit. She unbuttoned my pants and wrapped her hand around me. My hips started thrusting into her hand, pretty much without my permission. Within minutes we were a tangle of chaos. Our hands working each other toward a release, our breathing heavy, our bodies taking over control.

“Oh f*ck. Don’t. Fucking. Stop.” Bryan arched her hips into my hand and tightened her fingers simultaneously on my head and around my dick. “Oh god.” She flew over the edge, and the quiet moan she made had me following right behind her.

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I fell asleep with Bryan nestled against my side, and that’s how I woke up. And that’s how I wanted to wake up every morning for the next fifty years. Last night had been hot as hell, and all I’d gotten was a hand job. But the way I wanted her, the way my body ached for her? Sex was bound to be nirvana. I looked out into the hall and saw that Landry’s bed was empty. Before we’d gone to sleep last night we’d gotten dressed and opened the door back up, just in case Landry woke in the middle of the night and needed something. Being with Bryan had made everything else fade away; all my fears about losing Landry were momentarily put on the back burner. But now, in the light of day, I was starting to freak out all over again. I climbed out of bed, the movement waking Bryan. “Sorry, doll. Go back to sleep, I’m just going to go check and see where Landry is.”