“I think we need to,” she says, a teasing hint to her voice, as she settles back on the sofa. Watching a movie with my dick throbbing is going to be a fucking chore, that’s for sure. I zip myself back up, and she starts the movie like she now has an agenda of her own.
The second another rule comes up, she turns to me and says, “Truth.”
“Tell me what you’d like?”
“I’d like for you to take your pants off, Jax.”
“Thank God,” I huff out and she laughs.
“But I’m not done yet.”
“You only get one truth,” I explain.
“Oh, you want me to stop?”
“Fuck, no,” I say quickly, and stand to quickly tear off my pants and boxers. Her gaze stays on my dick when I sit back down, my cock is fully erect, it’s one eye on the ceiling.
“I mean, you did say we could make up the rules as we go.”
“Go,” I say.
“So you see, I really love being on my knees before you, but you only gave me a taste. I didn’t get to feel your cock in my mouth.”
“Oh my Jesus, Row. Are you kidding me?”
She practically vibrates as she giggles. “Now who’s planning moves?”
I’m about to stand, but she sinks to her knees and I sit on the sofa as she lowers her head, taking my dick all the way to the back of her throat. Her warm wet mouth closes around me and I slide my fingers through her hair, pushing it to the side to watch.
“You are so good at this,” I murmur and her warm palm cups my balls.
Her mouth moves back and forth a few times and then she inches back, and grins up at me as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. Why is that so damn sexy? I sit dumbfounded for a second as she moves back to the sofa and she chuckles at my stupor.
“Shall we play?” she asks.
“Right, fuck.” She chuckles again and I shake my head. “You really like fucking with me, don’t you?”
“What are you even talking about?” She blinks innocently and somehow that arouses me even more.
I take the remote from her. “Just so you know, two can play this game.”
She grins and settles in beside me and the second another rule comes up, I pause. “Truth,” I say, and before she can even open her mouth, I slide my hand between her legs, press my thumb to her sex through her jeans and says “I’d love to see you out of these pants.” After a quick intake of air, I command, “Stand, and do it slowly.”
She pushes to her feet, and instead of facing me, she offers me her back. Oh yeah, this is going to be good. I reach for my phone and put on some music and her chuckle curls around me as she glances over her shoulder. “Ever done a strip tease, Row?” She shakes her head, her hair brushing over her shoulders. “It’s good to be prepared, in case.”
In case she has to do it for hot coffee shop guy.
Fuck that.
Her zipper hisses over the low music, and she wiggles her backside. She might as well be sitting on my dick, because it’s feeling every sweet sway of her hips. Her fingers hook in her belt loops and she wiggles as she drags her pants down her legs. Christ, did the temperature in the room spike? When she gets them to her ankles, she slowly kicks them off and stands before me in her panties.
Yeah, okay. I only asked her to remove her pants. Well played, Rowyn. Well played.
She turns to face me, her cheeks flushed and my gaze drops to her lacy white panties. So fucking innocent it’s insane.
“Babe,” is all I can get out.
“Is there a problem?” she asks, blinking at me.