Playing the Game (Providence University #6) - Ali Parker Page 0,64
sound of pleasure and let out a heavy pant as I kissed her soft mound and parted her folds with my fingers, feeling her desire for me slicken my fingers.
“You are ready, aren’t you?” She was so tempting, but I had promised to keep my dick in my pants, and while the old me would gladly go back on my word, I felt a deep need to prove myself worthy of her and worthy of Clara’s trust.
I tended to her needs, licking her sweet pussy as I reached up and caressed her nipples, now and then giving them a tug which made her moan louder.
I didn’t penetrate her right away and let the need build, and by the time I inserted a finger, she was sopping wet. It made me ache more to be inside of her, to be buried balls deep and fucking her well.
I moved my arm, finger-banging her harder as I licked her clit, teasing and flicking it with my tongue.
She arched her back and moaned. “I’m going to come.”
I didn’t stop. I didn’t let up. I let her ride out the waves of her pleasure and lapped her honey as it coated my tongue.
“I need you inside me,” she said, slithering on the bed. I pushed my fingers back inside her channel, but she shook her head. “Seth, please. You know what I want.”
“And you know why I can’t.”
“I’m fine. Trust me.” Her eyes were growing heavy with the meds, and I knew that if she would lie still without my stimulation, she’d probably fall asleep quickly.
“You should rest.”
“No. I want to give you the same pleasure.” She raised up quickly but stopped suddenly, holding her head and bracing herself with her other hand.
“Are you okay?” I rose up and held her steady.
“The room is just spinning a bit. I moved too fast is all.” She waved it off as if it were nothing.
“Which is exactly why you need to rest. Come on. Don’t fight me.”
“I’m fighting for you,” she said.
I lay stretched out beside her, my hard cock bulging inside my jeans. “I’ll be fine.”
“Will you at least get comfortable? That can’t be good for your circulation.” She grinned, licking her lips. “I could take care of you for a while.”
“It’s fine.” I kissed her lips, and she snaked her hand down and stroked me through my pants. It felt amazing, and if she kept it up much longer, I was going to pop.
“You’re brutal,” I said as she lay beside me, still working down my zipper.
“We can go slow, Seth. Please? Just a tiny taste?”
I felt her hand move against my burning flesh as she gripped my cock and pulled it out of my jeans. She stroked it a couple of pumps and rose up to sit on her knees and wasted no time taking me into her mouth.
I had never been a two-pump chump, but the feel of her warm mouth with the intense stimulation and longing nearly pushed me over the edge. I managed to maintain, holding back the best I could.
Avery took me deep, and I filled her throat and felt my cock swell at the tip as she bobbed her head.
I had the best view of her ass and that sweet little pussy beside me, and I couldn’t resist. “Straddle me,” I said, encouraging her to move over my face. I lifted my head to taste her, and soon, we were both tending to the other’s needs.
I managed to hold off long enough to give her another orgasm, and by the time I found my release, she had taken me even deeper than I could ever imagine, especially in that position.
“Avery, I’m close,” I warned.
But she didn’t relent. She moved her head up and down, and I felt my body tense and release, and I wrapped my hands around her waist and lapped harder as I filled her mouth.
Avery pulled back enough to swallow it down and suckled for more. She had drained me dry by the time she came up for air.
She moved off of my chest and turned around and smiled.
“That was intense,” she said with a big smile.
“You have no idea,” I said. She was definitely the best, but I’d keep that little bit of information to myself.
“See, you didn’t even have to take your pants off,” she said with a shrug.
“Yeah, but I wasn’t supposed to take Mr. Wiener out either.”
“You didn’t,” she said with a sly tone. “That was me.” She curled beside me and