Page 38 of Pretty Little Game


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I gasp as he works his way lower, following the line of my breastbone as he kisses and sucks the flesh of my cleavage. His hand on the back of my neck slides down to gently cup one breast, guiding the nipple between his lips.

Arching up off the bed, I moan at the unexpectedly intense pleasure of having him suck the hardened nub into his mouth. The tip of his tongue flicks the sensitive point, making my breaths come quicker.

Cassio shifts between my legs, moving his weight further down my body, so his hands are free to explore my heaving chest. His lips, meanwhile, travel lower still, kissing a trail down to my navel and the top of my jeans.

“You’ll tell me to stop, right?” he breathes against my skin as he looks up at me through the valley between my breasts. “If I’m going too far?”

I nod vigorously, swallowing hard as I peer down at his beautiful face and tousled hair. His dextrous, skillful hands slowly shift, moving down my body and following the curves of my waist until he finds my jeans.

Inch by inch, he eases them down over my hips, leaving my simple booty short panties in place. They’re not my sexiest pair–just simple mint-green cotton with the wordcheekyprinted in bright pink across the butt–since I hadn’t anticipated our date.

But Cassio doesn’t seem to care as he strips me of my jeans and takes in my scantily clad form sprawled across the bed. His eyes linger on the peak between my thighs before flicking up to meet my gaze.

“I want to taste you so bad,” he rasps, and the husk of his voice makes my core tighten deliciously. “May I?”

“Yes,” I whisper, my heart kicking into a sprint.

He starts slowly, kissing his way up the inside of my thigh, starting at my knee. Every inch he climbs sends tingles spidering across my flesh, and just when I think I might lose my mind, he switches sides, starting again from my left knee and making his way up my leg.

When he reaches the top of my inner right thigh, Cassio hooks his fingers inside the waist of my undies and works them down my hips and legs. I shiver as they drop to the floor, leaving me completely exposed.

My instincts tell me to bring my knees together, but Cassio’s strong, sure hands clasp my ankles and slide up to my knees, guiding them apart and making room for his broad shoulders. On the verge of hyperventilation, I watch as he leans down, his warm breath washing across my exposed pussy.

His eyes meet mine, full of fire and mischief, and then his lips part, his tongue stroking my slit and making my body go wild.

“Oh, fuck!” I gasp, my jaw dropping open as every nerve in my body comes tingling to life.

He repeats the motion, teasing me as he strokes between my fold and flicks my clit with the tip of his tongue. We groan simultaneously, and nervous hysteria bubbles up in my chest, but I push it back before a giggle can escape my lips.

“God, you taste like heaven,” Cassio breathes, his lips brushing against my clit and making me whimper.

And then his mouth closes around the sensitive bundle of nerves as he sucks it between his teeth. I cry out, my back arching up off the bed as my excitement reaches new heights. I’ve dared to touch myself before, to imagine what being with someone would be like. But nothing compares to this.

I feel as though my body is unraveling, falling apart at the joints. All my strength leaves me even as the tension in my muscles forces them to flex on their own accord. Overwhelmed by sensation, I can barely stand it every time Cassio’s tongue laps between my pussy lips before circling my clit.

And yet, I think if he stopped, I might die.

A nonsensical string of noises escapes me as I try to make sense of what I want. My hips buck up off the bed–though whether it’s to escape the onslaught of attention or intensify it, I don’t know. I can’t seem to form a coherent thought.

Cassio hums against me in what I would guess is quiet mirth, and his hands travel up my legs to my hips so he can hold me in place.

“Oh, god, please, please, please,” I plead, my head falling back and my back arching, though what I’m begging him to do, I have no idea.

His lips release me, and a shock of cold air takes their place. I suck in a sharp breath of painful disappointment as my muscles release, dropping me back onto the mattress so I can look down at him in confusion.

“Please, like you want me to stop?” he asks, his tone almost playful, though his eyebrows quirk in sincere question.

“Fuck. No!” I cry, my frustration sudden and overpowering.

Cassio chuckles, his glorious lips curling with amusement. “Well, in that case.” Leaning in again, he resumes his tantalizing assault, his eyes remaining locked with mine.

Holy mother of god, I’ve never seen anything sexier than Cassio staring me down as he eats me out. His eyes dare me not to come, and there’s no way in hell that I can stop it.

It feels like his renewed attention is twice as intense as the first time, the momentary reprieve heightening my senses until the jolts of pleasure coursing through me are closer to electrical shocks than sizzling zings of pleasure.

I’m so turned on I think I might just explode. And then one of Cassio’s hands releases my hips to find its way between my legs. A single finger presses inside my tight, untouched hole. The sensation of someone else inside my body is intensely foreign and shockingly erotic.

He curls the finger slightly, stroking some hidden spot within my depths, and that’s all it takes. Crying out, I convulse against his lips as Cassio makes me orgasm for the first time. My clit pulses against the slick surface of his tongue, my pussy throbbing around him, and my chest heaves in a desperate search for oxygen as my vision turns spotty.

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