Page 111 of Ruthless Little Games


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“Fucking hell, baby! Oh, fuck!”

I keep sucking them while stroking his length that swells right before the first pulse of his release. I suck harder, jerk him off faster in my tight fist, until the last shudder leaves his body.

“Jesus, Sophie. Jesus,” he mutters, the words muffled by his face now buried in my rumpled bedding.

I finally cave and do what I’ve wanted to since I first saw his amazing ass. I bite my teeth into the fleshiest part gently, hard enough to leave yet another mark but not to break the skin.

Lochlan’s chuckle shakes his entire body before he lifts his head, twisting it around to finally look at me kneeling over his legs. His eyes flare with hunger. “What did you do to me, woman? No one has ever whipped my ass or licked my hole…” He trails off as his eyes lower to my breasts, my pointy nipples showing through my shirt and sports bra.

“Was it…okay?” I can’t help but ask.

Rolling to his back, Lochlan winces at the bedding rubbing against his sore ass. Then he sits up to grab me under my arms, pulling me up his body until I’m straddling his bare waist. Our chests press together, and it feels natural to wind my arms around his neck even though I’ve barely had a chance to touch any part of him. Lochlan distracts me from those thoughts by squeezing two handfuls of my bottom underneath my tennis skirt. He presses a kiss to my lips, then repeats my question. “Was it okay? That giant wet spot on your bedding tells you all you need to know, my dirty girl.”

I can’t help my smile of pride, not only from getting him off so good he roared, but because I like when he calls me his.

“Was I really one of your firsts?”

Between kisses he says, “Yes. First. Last.” His fingers on my bottom slip down to press over that forbidden spot through my panties, making me gasp against his lips. “It’ll be impossible not to forget how your eager tongue felt right here. I plan to repay the favor sometime.”

“Good,” I reply, sliding my tongue along the seam of his lips until they part, allowing me access to his magnificent tongue. I hope he thinks about me, us, instead of other memories with other women.

As our kiss deepens, Lochlan’s urgent fingers tug the crotch of my panties to the side to enter me from behind.

“So damn wet,” he says against my lips. “Did you like whipping my ass, kissing it, and jerking me off?”

“Yes.”

“Does this mean you forgive me?”

“No, not yet,” I whisper.

He adds a second finger, fucking them slowly in and out of me, making thinking incredibly difficult.

“What will it take, Sophie?”

“I haven’t…decided yet.” What I don’t voice is the fact that I don’t think I will ever be able to trust him. I didn’t before, but now…

“You haven’t decided? There must be something I can do to help convince you, some way to earn a little of your forgiveness even if I can’t have it all yet.”

“Your tongue between my legs,” I blurt out, hating myself for it, but not taking it back. I still want him even if I don’t trust him.

“You want my tongue between your legs?” His smile is ridiculously smug, but I don’t care because he’s so gorgeous it hurts.

“Yes. Every night after dinner.”

“Every night, huh? I think that can be arranged.”

His fingers curl, hitting that magical spot, making my hips buck until I’m panting in pleasure. “More. Now,” I demand.

But instead of more, he withdraws his fingers.

Before I can protest, Lochlan lies back down, his head and body flat on my pillow before he jerks me forward by my hips. One second, I’m straddling his waist, and the next…I’m straddling his face.

His fingers tug my panties aside, and the first lick of his tongue has me falling forward, catching myself on the top of the headboard. I hold on tight with both hands as he penetrates me with his thrashing wet tongue, then licks my slit up and down before finally concentrating on the bundle of nerves.

“Ohhh! Oh god!” I exclaim as I bear down on his face, wanting more. His thrusting fingers fill me again, combining with his flicking tongue on my clit to make me cry out in pleasure.

His tongue stops it’s prodding, making me whimper in need.

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