Sweet Pain (Amatucci Family #3) - Sadie Jacks Page 0,73

it's going to be amazing.”

I shook my head again. “I can make it amazing now. I just need two—five minutes.” I winced. “Fine, ten. The girls won’t mind. They won’t even know.” I reached for her.

She laughed and darted away. She moaned as she slid her hand down to her cunt over her jeans. “I’m so wet I can almost feel you inside me. But I’m still so empty.”

I narrowed my eyes at her. “You really want to play this game with me, cupcake? Catch and release?”

She giggled. “I’m not a fish to throw back, Ryker.”

I stuffed my hard dick back into my pants. Zipped up. “No, baby. You’re not. But you forget I played these games for years.” I looked up at her.

Her face had lost the rosy glow while her eyes widened.

It was my turn to smile. “Let’s make this fun. You game?”

She shook off the surprise. Narrowed her eyes. “What are the terms?”

Fuck, I almost shot my load right there. I swallowed. “No touching yourself. Whoever comes first can’t come for twenty-four hours.”

Her mouth ticked up in a smile I’d never seen before. “I agree with that. Any stipulations?”

Well, shit. My mind tripped over itself trying to come up with ways to up the ante and we could both still have fun. A single thought shot forward. I nodded. “You’re disturbingly good with innuendos. We have to call or text each other every hour. In front of the others. Without using any words specifically related to sex, we have to tease each other.”

As soon as I heard the words leave my mouth, I knew I was going to win. My little cupcake didn’t know who she was playing against. But I’d finally get to show her who held the power in this little duo.

Chapter 21 – Willow

My pussy clenched. Crap, I probably should have given this more thought. He had a lot more experience than I did.

My inner bitch flicked her hair. But we’ve got more experience with…baking. And what are we doing tonight? BAKING! We’re going to bake enough treats to make the Amatucci soldiers need a diet program. Then we’re going to tease our man until he begs. He’ll come first and he’ll finally know who holds the power in this relationship.

This was in the bag. I smiled. Pushing up to my toes, I pressed my lips to his. His hands came around me, fingers biting into my hips. I moaned.

Shit. He was playing dirty already.

I wiggled out of his reach. Shook my finger at him. “That’s dirty pool, Mr. Penn.”

His grin was all teeth. “I said nothing about playing a clean game, Ms. Chase.”

I raised a brow. “Then let the games begin.”

He groaned behind me as he followed me to the door. “We’re either going to be dead or ...yeah, just dead tomorrow.”

I laughed as I waited for him to unlock his door. “Yeah. But it will be fun.”

He laid his palm against a biometric plate I hadn’t noticed before. My brow furrowed. “Why do you have a hand plate to get out of your office?”

“If I engaged privacy mode—which I did when you attacked my dick like a my own private sex kitten—then I have to manually unlock the door.”

Some of the happiness leaked from inside me like a balloon with a hole in it. “So this is just old hat to you?”

He grabbed my chin, forced me to look up at him. “No. I’ve never allowed any of my previous –” he waved his hand in the air vaguely “flings in here. I use privacy mode, which is more than just locking the door, when we’re examining new hardware or software. Most of the time we have a prototype spread out on the table.” He pointed to his desk. “One of the reasons the damn thing is so big. But I have never played a game like this. Not where I got to play to. Not like this.” He studied me in silence for a long moment. “We good?”

I licked my lips, tried to organize my thoughts. Sift through my feelings. The wrenching mix of disappointment and inadequacy swamped through me. “So this is something new for you too?” I could have bitten my tongue off. I hadn’t even known that need was inside me. To stand out. To be different. To wash all of his other women from his mind. His heart.

His brow furrowed slightly as his eyes pinched at the corners. “Yes. The women I…” his voice trailed off. He