Page 22 of Playing for Keeps


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She nods, her eyes big. "And the cabinet. And part of the ceiling. There were fire trucks everywhere."

"I guess it's a good thing you have me now, huh?" I tease, stopping to pull her into my arms. I brush my lips against hers, unable to resist. She is so goddamn kissable. I just want to sink into her and stay there, permanently. "You can have whatever you want."

"Anything?" she whispers, staring at my lips. The tip of her tongue appears between her lips, skating quickly across the bottom as if she's trying to taste me there. Her blue eyes darken. Her skin flushes the prettiest pink. Before her, I never knew that color could be so beautiful.

"Anything," I growl.

"What if I want…"

"What?"

"What about…"

"Tell me," I growl, my dick throbbing. I'm going to ruin this girl. As soon as she lets me get her naked, I'm going to devour her whole, get her addicted to me so she never wants to leave.

"You."

"Fuck yeah, baby." I yank her into my arms, crashing my mouth down on hers.

She whimpers, clinging to my shoulders as I take her mouth in a possessive kiss. She tastes like cinnamon and tart apples. The combination is addictive as hell. So is the way she whines and presses her sexy little body up against mine.

My girl may be a virgin, but her body knows I can give her what she needs. She squirms in my arms, searching for the relief she didn't get earlier, aching for it. She runs her hands all overmy upper body, setting off forest fires everywhere. There's no way a simple touch should feel that good, but it does. Electricity hums everywhere she touches, sending lightning bolts through me.

"Goddamn, angel," I growl, running my hands down her back to grip her ass again. I'm obsessed with her ass. It's round and plump, soft yet somehow firm at the same time. I want to bury my face between those cheeks and eat her little holes until she's screaming the roof down around us.

Touching her through her jeans isn't enough to satisfy me. I want—need—her spread out beneath me, naked and quivering. The way she's touching me and squirming has me quickly spiraling out of control.

"Stop me now, Laney," I growl, trying to find the willpower to pull back.

"Don't–" She breaks off with a gasp when I release her ass to palm her pussy. "Don't stop. Please."

Fuck.

Lust roars through me, sending rational thought zooming away like a puck across the ice. I grind my palm against her center, feeling how hot she is for me. Her hand slips down my abs and then pauses in its quest.

I release her to grip her wrist, sliding her hand down to the hard ridge of my cock.

"Feel that?" I whisper against her lips before breaking away to trail kisses down her throat. "I've been like this since I saw you yesterday, Laney. I'm losing my mind over you. You gotta tell me to stop, baby girl. I don't want to go too fast for you and mess this up."

"I don't want you to stop," she gasps, trying to grip me through my pants.

Fuck. She's going to ruin me first. I already know it.

I quickly pull her hand away from my dick and boost her up into my arms before she has me coming in my pants like a boy. She's too hot, I'm too turned on, and it's been too long since I've had anything but my own hand.

"Weston," she moans, wrapping her arms and legs around me to anchor herself to my body. Her mouth finds mine again, demanding more.

I give her what she wants, laying claim to her mouth as I carry her through the hall, headed toward my room with her. We stumble into the walls, knocking picture frames askew. I turn my body, taking the brunt of the impact each time, protecting her sweet body.

She grinds against my cock, artless, innocent, and somehow more sensual than anything I've ever seen before. Her body moves like a dream against mine, all those curves pressed tight to me, turning me on like nothing else.

"Please," she breathes against my lips. "I need you."

The soft plea rips through me. We stumble into the wall again. I pull her tighter, hold her closer. My mouth breaks from hers, running down her throat, littering her skin with kisses. Every little kiss makes her whine my name. She shouts it when I bounce her against my cock, letting the hard ridge of it ride against her clit.

"I love the way you respond to me," I mutter between frantic kisses. "You're so damn sexy, Laney. Jesus. I can't wait to hear you screaming my name like that while I'm nine deep in that pretty cunt."

"Weston," she sobs.

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