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She blinked, processing his words. "Wait." She pushed herself up. "Hold on, that seems odd. Don't they always say it's a great way to relax? Like, I swear I hear people fuck before a game."
He snorted. "No. Maybe it's because it's a superstition, but I don't. But just because I don't want to doesn't mean there aren't other things we can do."
She blinked once more. "What do you mean?"
He pulled her back to him and into his lap, making her straddle him. "Opal, just because I'm not getting something doesn't mean you can't. I can help you relax."
"You mean you want to get me off without getting there yourself?"
He nodded.
She didn't think that was possible. Well, it was possible, but she'd never met a man who wanted to do that. It was always about their own pleasure more than hers.
He leaned in and kissed her. She leaned into him, suddenly needing his hands all over her skin. She needed him like her life depended on it.
She felt his teeth rake over her lip before he smirked against her. "You smell amazing."
"So do you," she whispered back. She could smell his aftershave, which only made her that much more eager.
She felt his hands skate over her body, and his thumb undid her pants button. It sent a shockwave over her body.
"Are you okay with this?" he asked, his teeth biting her earlobe.
She nodded, half grinding on him at this point. She didn't think she could allow him to stop now that he'd started.
He slid his hand into her pants, sliding his fingers between her folds. She was soaking wet and inhaled at his touch.
He slid a finger into her, and she bit hard onto her lip, trying to remain quiet. Benton's other hand came up, freeing her lip. "Let me hear you," he whispered. "I'm not getting off, but fuck, I'm going to listen to you when you do."
She stared at him, feeling that strong pull deep in her stomach. She wanted to please him just as much as he pleased her.
His thumb rolled over her clit, and she inhaled sharply. Her toes curled at the contact. He pulled her pants down slightly, allowing himself a little more room.
He slid another finger into her, and when he knew she was ready, he thrust deeper. His thumb rubbed her clit, and she went to new heights.
"You're soaking for me," he growled into her ear. "And I'm loving it."
She moaned as his lips pressed against her neck. She started grinding on his fingers, sending them deeper into her. Her insides twisted with excitement.
He kissed her, speeding his fingers up. She felt the coil in her lower stomach and knew she was close. She broke the kiss. "Oh, God! … I'm coming."
"Do it," Benton whispered in a husky voice. "And I want to hear you come apart."
He curled his finger inward, hitting her G-spot, and she couldn't hold on. She moaned loudly while an orgasm raced over every inch of her body. He kept fingering her, rubbing her clit, sending her orgasm even higher.
"Benton," she moaned his name as he kissed her. She came down as he slid his hand free and smiled at him. She felt relaxed.
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BENTON
He arrived at the casino feeling like it was going to be a great day. He had an amazing third date with Opal last night, and she'd been on cloud nine the entire way home. He felt closer to her and closer to winning her love.
He also felt closer to winning the tournament and impressing Opal even more. He wanted to see her face when he had won everything. His tiger was calling out for her more than his pride.
He found Opal already busy when he arrived and gave her a smile from a distance. She gave him one in return. He felt giddy inside, eager to get everything moving.
When the tournament first started, there were tons of rooms and people playing, but today was going to be different. There were only going to be three rooms, and whoever won the first round would be placed into the second game. And whoever won the second game went to the final round.
