Unexpected Rush (Play-By-Play #11)(87)

“Sorry. Part of the game.”

“I’m not sure I like this game.”

He grinned and they continued the game. He jumped another of her checkers, so she took off an earring.

“You’re going to make me wish I wore jewelry.”

She laughed. He leaned over and kissed her, a long, lingering kiss that made him want to pull her onto his lap and explore her with his hands. But those weren’t the rules, so he had to pull back.

“Dammit, Barrett,” she said, licking her lips.

Their moves continued, and she jumped one of his checkers. He took off a shoe, wriggling his toes at her.

She waggled her brows at him. “Incredibly sexy, Barrett.”

“Just tempting you.”

“Speaking of temptation.” She got up and came over, sat on his lap and whispered in his ear. “You’re driving me crazy.”

Then she licked the shell of his ear. Chill bumps broke out on his skin and his cock rose up hard and fast.

Before he could grasp her, she’d moved off his lap and back to her spot on the sofa.

“Who made up this stupid game?” he asked.

She smirked. “You did.”

The game wore on and Harmony lost her other earring, and both shoes.

He’d kissed her feet and licked her ear as well, figuring payback was good.

She frowned when he went back to his side of the sofa. “This is the worst game ever.”

But he read the desire in her eyes, and his cock was painfully hard.

“At least you didn’t wear a necklace tonight,” he said. “Now you’re out of jewelry and shoes.”

“Yes. Whatever will I do next? Providing, of course, that I actually lose any more checkers.”

“Oh, you will.”

Except he lost the next two, which meant his other shoe, and his shirt.

“Shame you didn’t wear socks tonight,” she said. “Or jewelry of any kind.”

“Yeah, I’m not a jewelry kind of guy.”

She reached out and raked her nails lightly down his bare chest. “I’m fine with that. And you’re running out of clothes.”

When he’d lost his shoe, she’d kissed him, a long, passionate kiss that made his balls ache. After his shirt, she licked and sucked his nipple, making his cock feel like it was going to explode.

He was fast running out of patience when one of his checkers made it to the opposite side of the board.

“Crown me,” he said with a wide grin. “And then take something off.”

She did, and then she stood, sliding her hands under her dress and pulling the sexiest underwear he’d ever seen down her legs. It was black and sheer and barely a scrap of material and oh, f*ck, he was going to come just looking at her take off her panties.

She dangled them in her fingers before dropping them on the table.

“Oh, f*ck this game,” he said, then dropped to his knees in front of her, lifted her dress and put his mouth on her *. He licked and sucked and breathed in her sweet, tart honey flavor like a man starving. He couldn’t get enough of her.

“Oh, God, Barrett, yes,” she said, resting her hand on his head. “Make me come. Make me scream.”

There was nothing that got him off more than having his face buried in Harmony’s sweet *, feeling her writhe and listening to her moan. She tasted like salty honey and his cock was so hard he wanted to take it out of his pants and stroke it while he licked her. He ached to be inside of her, where he always wanted to be. But right now, he wanted to make her come, wanted her out of her mind with an orgasm.

He slid a finger inside of her, then two, feeling her * squeeze around his fingers as she bucked against him.

“Dammit, Barrett. That’s going to make me come.”

He lifted his gaze to hers, to see her looking down at him. She had her dress bunched in her hands to hold it up so she could watch. Damn if that wasn’t the hottest thing ever.

He wrapped one hand around her ass to bring her closer to his mouth, used the other to pump into her as he sucked her clit.

“Oh yes. Suck my clit. Make me come.”

With a loud cry, she burst, coming all over his face. He licked her up, giving her what she cried out for as she bucked against him. Her * continued to spasm against his fingers. He needed to feel that on his cock.

He sent the checkerboard and all its pieces flying onto the area rug under the coffee table. He laid her down on the coffee table and unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock.

He leaned over her.

“Suck me. I need your mouth on my cock.”

She grasped his shaft and opened her mouth. He fed her his cock, nearly dying at the feel of her hot mouth surrounding him. Just watching the slide of his shaft in between her sweetly painted lips was enough to make him want to jettison come all over her tongue. But he held back, because he wanted to be between her legs, spurting come into her * when he came.

Reluctantly he pulled his cock from between her lips, shuddering as he watched his hot, wet dick release from her mouth. He grabbed a condom, put it on, then picked Harmony up from the table. With her in his arms, he sat on the sofa, letting her straddle him.

“Now f*ck us both and make us come.”

Her eyes glittering with passion, she held his gaze, grasped his shoulders, then lifted her dress off and tossed it onto the sofa.