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“The better to fuck you,” I rasp.
Grace’s knees quake. “Sweet jeezus, you’re going to turn me into a puddle.”
“You’re already very wet.” I bury my nose in her center and inhale.
“Please.” Her whine is accompanied by labored breaths.
“What can I do to you?”
“Fuck me, bartender.” But her body language suddenly changes.
That swift flip strikes me as strange. I study her rigid movements for a moment. My palm roves over her lower back, but she doesn’t react. The demands roaring at me pivot to focus solely on what she needs.
“Is doggie style okay with you? I can choose a different card.”
This position isn’t new for us. I took her from behind at the bed and breakfast. It’s the game we’re playing that adds an obscure element. The fact we’re still learning each other’s preferences is another layer. Not to mention the potential pressure of what’s in the bag. I feel compelled to ensure she’s comfortable.
Grace glances at me through the curtain of her dark hair. “Yeah? Why wouldn’t it be?”
“You’re acting weird. Almost stiff. Am I being too aggressive?”
A flush races along her throat, highlighting her thick swallow. “No, you’re sexy as fuck. Keep going. I’m just really excited, but don’t want to come off as desperate.”
“Soulmate,” I growl. The control I managed to rein in begins to wrench free.
A coy gleam sparkles in her eyes. “Problem?”
“Let me see how badly you want me. Nothing could be hotter.”
She whimpers and lowers onto her elbows. The mattress dips as she spreads her legs wider. This angle puts her on full display. Well, almost. That damp strip hides where I’m aiming to go.
Before my clouded lust consumes me, I steer my focus to the nightstand. Grace watches while I grab the paper sack from Fantasy Gifts. The so-called concealed packaging might as well be a neon sign for something explicit. The contents have already been opened and sterilized. That was somewhat of a bonding experience. Her blush had me harder than the silver pierced through my tip. I drop the bag on the bed for later—or sooner if she’s interested. Her enthusiasm at the sex shop was encouraging.
A snarky brow quirks at me. “Someone is getting ahead of himself.”
“Doesn’t hurt to be optimistic.” My palms roam the soft flesh of her ass.
She’s pliable under my touch, arching and molding into me. “We didn’t say the cards would be combined.”
“Consider it a creative liberty on the rules. It’s a tie. We both win.”
“I’m beginning to believe this game is rigged in your favor.”
“Only to enhance your pleasure,” I assure. “Trust me. You’re gonna thoroughly enjoy the DP.”
“Should I be concerned that I don’t know what that is?”
“Double penetration,” I chuckle.
“Kinky,” she croons like a siren song.
“That’s why the card was red, right?”
“A very explicit suggestion,” she recites.
“You’re in charge. I won’t go there until you beg for it.”
“Noted, and appreciated. Please continue.” She wiggles her juicy curves.
