Page 68 of The Games We Play


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“It’s midnight,” she says as my eyes bounce between her and the cabins, not caring at all what time it is. She’s got me on edge, literally, but more so because I think she’s worried about getting caught, that she’s going to bail right here and now.

“Happy Birthday,” she says softly, as she turns back to me.

Shit. I completely forgot it was my birthday.

“I don’t have flowers for you, but I’ve been wanting to give you something else.”

My breath hitches as she dips her hands inside the waistband of my boxers, then wraps her fingers around my cock, stroking the length. She leans forward, pulling down the fabric with one hand as she continues to stroke with the other.

She wastes no time as her lips enclose over the tip and she pushes forward, taking more than half of it in her mouth. Warmth radiates through my entire body as she bobs her head back and forth. I can’t help but fist a handful of her hair to help me feel grounded.

Her tongue makes circles around the tip before she pushes me further into her mouth. She continues to repeat that movement, spreading fire through my veins each time she plunges forward.

An animalistic grunt comes out from the middle of my chest, and I throw my body back on the blanket as her head bobs up and down over my aching cock.

“Jesus, Mimi. Fuck.”

My body movements are choppy and she’s absolutely relentless. It’s taking everything in me to hold back.

I look down at the same time her eyes lift to meet my gaze. I’ve never seen anything sexier than her on her knees, with her mouth full of my cock, eyes locked on mine as she moans like she’s the one getting pleased.

My hips, having a mind of their own, pump forward. My cockhits the back of her throat, making her gag. She pulls back, slightly out of breath and coughing.

“Shit. I’m sorry,” I say, as I sit back up.

“It’s okay,” she says, as a giggle escapes her.

I lift her chin to make sure she’s really okay, and when that seductive smile hits me, I feel it to my bones.

“Fuck, you’re perfect.”

Crawling over her, I hover my body over hers, my painfully hard cock pressing between us.

Reaching down, I tuck my hand into her panties and my fingers graze over her already soaked pussy.

“You like sucking my cock.” It’s a statement, not a question, because it’s obvious, but she nods anyway.

Running the tip of my finger over her slit, her mouth drops open and she moans louder than she should. I cover her mouth with my hand and continue to massage circles over her clit. Her eyes widen as she bucks up into my hand. I release the hand covering her mouth and bring a finger up to my mouth, doing the universalshhhhsign.

Pinching the bundle of nerves, she gasps and another begging moan echoes through the trees. I immediately reach down, wrapping my hand around her throat in an attempt to get her attention.

Instead, her eyes widen as her mouth falls open even further. Little groans vibrate from her chest as she pushes up into my grip on her neck. I grip a little harder and she fucking explodes. Her climax is sudden and so hard. She’s bucking into my hand as she gasps for air.

She loved my hand on her throat.

Jesus, that was so goddamn sexy.

My cock aches from watching her fall apart like that.

“Fuck, Mimi. I need you.” Releasing my hands, I tuck my fingers into the sides of her cotton panties, ripping them downher legs. Lining my body flush on top of hers, I grip my cock, squeezing the base as I press the tip at her entrance.

“Tell me if it hurts.” I press in slowly. The tip disappears and I press in further. I can’t help but moan at how good she feels. The sensation of her tight, wet walls swallowing my cock, the desire in her eyes, all of it feels so fucking good.

I’m halfway in when I feel resistance and a bit of pressure. I pause, taking in her expression, but she just nods and pulls my hips closer.

I thrust in deeper, and it’s as if I push past a wall. She whimpers and I remain motionless inside of her.

“You okay?”