Frowning, I punched a pillow behind me and watched her hurry from the bedroom, wondering where the hell she might be going. Medicine, maybe? Or some kind of call she had to make, to check in with someone?
When she returned, still naked, carrying her cell phone, I figured I’d been right that she had to make a call or text someone. She jumped back into bed and piled a couple of pillows behind her back.
“Sorry.” She held up the phone to me, but it wasn’t a message. There were colorful playing cards on the screen. “I’m kind of addicted to solitaire on my phone. I have this streak going. I’m a night owl, so I play every day just after midnight to make sure I don’t miss a game.”
“Phone solitaire? That’s your addiction?” I smirked. “That’s sort of a lame thing to be hooked on.”
“No.” She stuck out her tongue at me. “See, there’s a daily challenge, and it keeps track of how often you play. And I get trophies when I hit different levels.” Her fingers began to move over the phone. “It only takes me a little bit, usually. I try to finish the game in under three minutes, but some of them are tough.”
I snorted. “It’s solitaire. How hard can it be?”
“Harder than you think.” She shot me a sideways glance. “That’s what she said.”
I chuckled, amused by both her focus and by her humor. The tip of her tongue stuck out from the side of her lips, making me remember how that tongue had felt against my skin ... and my dick.
Pushing up onto one arm, I leaned over her and ducked my head beneath her bent arm to place a single kiss on the rosy nipple nearest me. Amanda hummed a little, just so that I knew she wasn’t ignoring me, but her hands stayed around her phone and her eyes didn’t leave the screen.
I curved my hand around her breast, plumping it so that it was nearer to me, and I closed my lips around the puckered tip, sucking it hard as I’d learned she liked. Amanda shifted a little, and I saw her throat work as she swallowed.
“Yes!” With a little cheer, she dropped the phone onto the bed and raised one hand in the air. “Won it in just over two minutes. That one was easy.”
I rubbed my body into her side, making sure she felt my cock, already hard and ready, pressing into her leg.
“Want to be a winner again?”
She turned to me, a smile spreading over her face. “I think I know a way for usbothto be winners. But it’s going to take longer than two minutes, I hope.”
I brought my mouth to hers, murmuring against her lips. “I think we can make that happen.”
