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I was thinking with my cock again, a flaw Corvus constantly reminded me I needed to fix, but right now, I didn’t give a flying fuck if this was a good idea. Or if she’d stab me for trying.
“I know you’re there,” she said quietly, her attention still focused wholly on the game. Her neck craned upward to see it. “I’m not going anywhere so you can just go back to sleep.”
“I wasn’t sleeping,” I replied, my voice huskier than intended.
Her shoulders gave a slight shudder that I took to mean I was on the right track, my erection pressing harder against the front of my boxers now, but it wasn’t me who’d be getting his rocks off.
Not yet, anyway, this was an apology after all.
I knelt behind her, and she faltered, getting attacked by a zombie, her health depleting a little before her virtual avatar managed to fend him off.
“What are you doing?” she asked, a note of impatience in her tone as she jammed the attack button on the controller, grunting as she took down another three of them on screen.
I leaned in, inhaling her scent, my nose brushing along the soft skin just below her right ear. “Apologizing,” I replied.
AJ shied away as though I’d tickled her, and I wondered if she was ticklish. Something to explore another time. I slipped a hand around her middle, caressing her ribs before my fingers splayed over her belly.
She let me, at least at first.
The controller went lax in her hands, a horde of zombies taking advantage of her distraction, and she grabbed my hand, stopping its downward trajectory.
“Just let me touch you,” I crooned, and her grip on me held for another few seconds until it relented.
“Why should I?”
“Call it an apology. You know, sincewords won’t help. I thought this might.”
She hesitated another second, the muscles in her arms swelling as she clutched the controller tight and then set it down.
“No,” I blurted. “Keep playing.”
“What?”
“Bet you can’t keep focus,” I taunted, making it a game. A challenge.
I got the feeling she didn’t back down from those often.
I swore I could almost hear her smirking from my position behind her as she took the controller up again just in time for another zombie to attack. I placed my hand back on her stomach, and she let out a small gasp as I dipped it below the waistband of her little pajama shorts.
“Focus,” I reminded her as my fingers brushed her clit, making her hips buck forward slightly, pressing her sweet cunt into my fingers, aching for more. I rested my chin on her shoulder, sitting with my legs pressed against her, wrapping her in my scent. Marking her as mine.
I shivered internally, her need making my own soar. My cock ached in my boxers, throbbing in time with my pulse as I began a slow circular motion with my fingers, light and teasing.
She made a small moaning sound, and I clenched my teeth to keep myself from jumping her right there on the floor. From tossing the controller out of her grasp and forcing her onto her back.
No. This was about her. Not me.
Not today.
I pushed through her slick folds, finding the heat of her center as I slid in first with one finger, then with two.
Her shots on screen went wide, and she stopped altogether as I added my thumb to the mix, rubbing her clit as I fucked her with my fingers.
“Uh, Uh,” I warned with a tight smile on my lips, pressing them lightly against her neck. My cock ached inside the confines of my boxers. I slowed, almost stopping, and she continued playing. Redoubling her efforts to focus on the game. “You stop, I stop,” I murmured in her ear, licking the fingers of my other hand before wrapping it around her to join the first below the waistband of her shorts.
I rubbed her clit mercilessly with one hand while I pumped my fingers in and out with the other, gaining speed. But it wasn’t enough. I wanted more. I wanted her screaming.
I wanted her to shatter with my name on her lips.
