Page 28 of Careless Whispers


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“I’m not cheating.”

“No?” he asks when I brush my toe up his thigh again and his control slips just enough to let me through.

“It’s called winning by all means necessary,” I state when the flag waves on my half of the screen.

“It’s not playing fair.” Brody takes my controller and throws it down beside him along with his. The instant his hands are free, he rubs my feet.

The sensation of his thumb raking down the arch causes me to shudder. All that victorious elation dims as he continues. I don’t even care I won anymore because all my thoughts fuzz with every inch he trails up my legs.

My mouth dries as he reaches my thighs. Squeezing the tender flesh with the V of his thumb and forefinger. Brody keeps stroking and climbing until his hand is pushing up the leg of my shorts, cupping the top of my thigh where it meets my core. I can’t catch my breath when his other hand unbuttons my shorts. Popping each button one by one until his fingertips are stroking the top of my pelvis.

I open my mouth to remind him that the kids are upstairs, but before I can say anything, two thick fingers are pushing inside, holding my tongue down.

“They sleep through the night,” he tells me, a serious expression darkening his features. The gravel of his voice is so deep that it trembles through me, making me crave the roughness of his touch all the more. “Suck, sweetheart.”

I do. My lips close around his fingers with my tongue rounding them at the same time. Meanwhile, the hand up my shorts spreads over my panties, his fingertips hooking on the top and slowly tugging them down along with my shorts. Hungry eyes trace down my body with a hot as sin grin. With every beat of his loaded silence, my insides twist. With my blood rushing through me, it’s impossible to keep myself in check. All my awareness of our surroundings dissipates as his fingers stroke in and out of my mouth, faster and deeper.

“Fuck, that sound,” he groans when I gag around his thick fingers.

My eyes instantly water and every pore of my skin burns to life. Every thread of my hair is electrified. I’m buzzing as he strokes halfway out while his other hand traces back up my leg. His thumb ghosts over my exposed slit. Teasing. He always teases and I’m always desperate for it. For him and everything he does to me.

A moan barely pushes up my throat before he thrusts his fingers roughly inside my mouth again. My throat squeezes tight at the invasion and Brody is all but a blur as his thumb parts my folds and circles my clit.

“I love that fucking sound,” he hisses through gritted teeth.

The sound is fraught with tension, as though his control is unraveling and at any moment, he might explode. I love that. I love that more than I should, and I don’t care what it means because all that matters right now is his touch.

With his fingers pumping in and out of my mouth, he trails his thumb to my entrance. Rounding and teasing while my mewls vibrate in my throat, around his fingers.

“You sound so fucking beautiful, Angel, and I’ll love it more when it’s my cock fucking your pretty mouth.”

Fuck, I’m not a blow job fan, but the way the words growl from him causes my heart to stutter. Overwhelming heat engulfs me in anticipation of giving him what he wants. Of pleasing him.

“But first…” he says, pulling his hand from my mouth and grasping my throat. The hand between my thighs swipes over my wet pussy, dragging my arousal up my stomach before he grips my waist and pulls me up with him.

Drawing me flush to him, Brody crushes his mouth to mine. It’s not a kiss. It’s something I’ve never had before. With his hands wrapped around my neck, his fingers laced at my nape, he sucks my lip into his mouth. It’s desperate and rough and messy. A growl vibrates from him when his tongue licks into my mouth. He’s devouring me with every cell of his being. I feel it with every fiber of mine. And it’s relentless.

The ferocity of his need, my need…our need, shatters every part of me I had been holding together for so long. It doesn’t matter how hard he fucks my mouth with his or how deep his fingers claw into my skin. I don’t care if it hurts. The only thing that matters is that my entire being is alive. Burning and yearning unlike ever before.

With a ragged exhale Brody flicks the tip of his tongue over mine. Pulling back a tad to meet my blurry stare as I open my eyes. The sight of his kiss reddened lips causes my heart to pick up its already hectic thrum. I like it. I like the way they glisten and how it makes my lips throb for more with the light rake of his thumbs over them.

“First?” I whisper, breaking the wispy silence.

“First…” he rumbles, his hand falling back to my waist and wrapping around me before he spins me. With my back to his front, Brody drops his hand from my navel to my bare pussy. A low growl vibrates from him into my ear when his fingers slick through my middle. “First, Angel…”

“Brody,” I moan with the circle of his fingers over my clit, my head falling back onto his shoulder.

Guiding me back onto the couch, he orders, “Kneel.”

I do as he instructed, allowing him to fold my body over the back of the chair. The heat of him engulfs me completely. The weight of him pinning me down while he teases my pussy with his fingers shallowing in and out of me. There’s nothing I can do to hold back the overwhelming warmth and the shivers of sensation he elicits with his touch and his ragged breaths tickling my neck. Meanwhile, his groin is grinding into my ass, sending my need haywire. It’s more than I can contain or control. I want him inside me so damn bad that I can’t get my body and mind to work together to beg for it.

“So fucking wet,” he mutters between gritted teeth. “I want to taste you.”

Fuck! His fingers thrust deep, punctuating his statement with intent.

“I want to feast on your tight cunt.” Lowering behind me, Brody grips my thighs, opening me to him with the lick of his hot breath over my needy pussy. “First, I’m going to eat this cunt until you come on my tongue.”

A garbled groan pushes from deep in my belly at the sudden swipe of his tongue through my middle. My muscles quiver and my stomach coils so tight that I can’t catch my breath when he licks through me again. This time slower with a savoring hum that has my toes curling and my pussy clenching when his tongue pushes inside me.

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