Her grip on me grew desperate.
Where I was floating, she was in need. And I sure as hell planned to provide.
My eye caught on an arcade game nearby and something absolutely wicked came to me.
“Do you trust me, my little badass?” I asked. My fingers swept up her slit. Fuck, she was so wet.
“No,” she scoffed even as her eyes rolled back in pleasure.
I laughed darkly, and whispered into her ear, “Good.”
That’s when I picked her up and carried her over to a nearby game console. “Open up for me, sweetheart, so we can play a new game.”
She barely understood what I meant before I lowered her slowly onto the joystick of the game. It penetrated her swollen slick folds, disappearing into her body.
Miranda’s eyes flew wide, and she let out a sound of protest that she bit off into a moan of confusion and arousal.
Chapter 19
The Badass
“Oh fuck,” I groaned even as I bit down on my lip, feeling so exposed, strange, and way too turned on at being penetrated by a literal joystick.
I’d pulled us into the arcade bar because I couldn’t wait another minute to attack Xander to work off my excited energy. Maybe it had been the subconscious relation I had to our playing games that had me acting so recklessly when I saw the dark sign of Arcadia.
But I hadn’t expected this.
“Oh fuck, sweetheart,” Xander echoed my words with breathy awe. He firmly held my hips even as he dropped to hisknees before me. The game was low enough that it put him at the perfect height.
His tongue darted against my clit in a way that made me want to both push him away and pull him closer at the same time. He snaked a hand down and shifted the joystick inside me, and I couldn't help but arch my back and ride it out.
A half-cry escaped me. The object didn’t go deep enough, but it was hard and shocking to my system.
“This is so wrong,” I groaned.
“You fucking love it,” he growled into me, continuing to lick and suckle at my sensitive bud, sending lightning strikes through my veins.
In the dark, I still saw the outline of his face between my legs. His eyes closed in concentration as his tongue moved intricately and insistently against my center.
The muscles in his arms flexed as he held me down, his entire body focused on giving me pleasure.
His hands rocked my hips on the joystick this way and that. My head fell back as unhinged, wild sounds escaped me.
So, so fucking wrong.
With the skill of a true gamer, he manipulated all the right buttons and triggers to drive me to the peak of pleasure.
His tongue pressed more insistently against my center. My body twisted and writhed beneath him as he built a vortex inside me. Swirling chaos swept away my thoughts until I was unable to comprehend anything other than the intensity of the sensations coursing through my body.
“Game over, sweetheart.” His husky rasp barely cut through the noise in my mind. “Come for me.”
Shudders wracked me and I broke into a thousand pieces, thighs shaking, gripping the sides of the machine for dear life.
When my body calmed, Xander stood, licking his lips like a wolf. “And here I was worried I wouldn’t know how to play any of these games, but I think I just got the high score.”
I swatted him even as he picked me up and carried me again, laying me down on the air hockey table.
“We both know you won that game.” He playfully grinned, standing at the edge of the table, stroking his hard length in one hand.
