Page 93 of The Game We Played

“I do. I do need a shower.” Her voice is all breathy. Probably because I’m massaging her ass.

We reach the bathroom and I set her down on the vanity. I fiddle with the knot holding up her bikini top.

“You are temptation rolled up in a pretty package.”

She opens her arms wide. “You should probably open up the pretty package.”

She doesn’t need to tell me twice. I tug on the knot and her top falls down, revealing her perky breasts. I glide a finger around her nipples and she shivers. I love how sensitive she is. It makes teasing her such fun.

She arches her back. “Touch me.”

“I am touching you.”

“Touch the good parts.”

“Hmm…this silky smooth skin is one of the good parts.”

“You’re mean.”

“Don’t worry, gorgeous. I will get you off. You’ll come multiple times. But I want to play a bit first.”

She sticks out her bottom lip in a pout.

“Do you not enjoy me touching you?”

“I enjoy it more when you touch the good parts.”

I chuckle. “Who’s my impatient girl?”

“I’m a woman, and it’s been weeks since I had a non-self-induced orgasm.”

“Sounds like you have a problem only I can solve.” Because no one else is touching Alaia. No one else gets to experience how it feels when she squeezes me tight. What her little moans and sighs sound like. It’s all for me.

“Yes.” She reaches for my waistband. “You can solve it.”

She snaps open my jeans and draws the zipper down before shoving her hand in my underwear. She squeezes my hard length and I moan. She has a strong grip – the way I prefer it.

“You are a minx.”

“You want me as much as I want you.”

I close my eyes and enjoy the feel of her pumping my cock. I want to show her what she means to me. I want to worship her body. But I’m too excited. I can’t wait.

“Let go and put your hands on the vanity. Lift up your hips.”

As soon as she follows my directions, I rip her shorts and bikini bottoms down her legs. I glide my hands up her legs to reach her core.

“You’re already wet for me.”

She rolls her eyes. “Duh. You whipped off your t-shirt at the beach and walked around with your chest on display most of the day.”

“I was hot.”

“And sweaty. I especially enjoyed the sweaty part.”

“Prepare to get sweaty yourself,” I say as I shove my shorts and underwear down my thighs. My cock juts out, aiming for Alaia, the object of its fascination.

I notch my cock at her entrance. But before I enter her, I meld my lips to hers. I want the taste of her on my tongue while I sink deep into her.