The Games We Play Vol. 3 (Riley Grayson) (3 page)

And reality was proving to be much better than fantasy. A hell of a lot better!

Moving down his body, she licked his abs, something she’d dreamed of doing since first laying eyes on him. His stomach hollowed as if he were holding his breath. She looked up at him under her lashes and was stunned by the fire in his gaze. The way he’d taken her in the back seat of the car flashed in her mind. He’d been so feral and dominant. She’d loved it. Loved how he absolutely couldn’t wait to be with her, his need so great he had to have her right then and there. How he made it seem there was nobody ever around. It was exactly how she wanted a man to feel about her. She needed to feel wanted. She moved even lower until her face was poised above his crotch.

“Fuck,” he said. His voice was so deep it sounded more like a snarl than anything. “Your touch is heaven.”

Ali cupped her hand over his bulging jeans where his hard cock was dying to be released and squeezed. His hips lurched forward.
Perfect.

“You’d better not be teasing me again,” he said.

“Tease? You mean like this,” Ali grabbed his pants zipper with her teeth, beginning to unzip, making Riley wince in desire. “I didn’t tease you before, remember? I gave you exactly what you needed. And I plan to do the same right now.”

He made some low growling noise. “I really don’t think you have any idea what I need right now, Ali.”

He was right. She had no idea but was going to try her best to make him believe she knew exactly what he needed. “Oh, I think I have an idea.” She winked, and then unzipped his pants, tugging them over his hips just enough so the head of his cock peeked out. Then she kissed the tip and it jerked against her lips.

She used to give Pat blow jobs all the time. It was something she thoroughly enjoyed, something she thought he’d enjoyed too, but she couldn’t recall the last time Pat had actually put his dick in her mouth. She thought it was weird that he wouldn’t demand her to do so, especially since she was such a willing participant. It must’ve been at least six or seven months before they broke up. So the fact that Riley was lying here, letting her do whatever the hell she wanted was fucking hot!
No wonder Hilary can’t keep a boyfriend. This kind of excitement only lasts so long.

“Tease.” Riley reached down and pulled his pants down the rest of the way so his entire cock was visible to her. Then he gathered her hair into his hands and brought her mouth to his dick. “Don’t be afraid. If you want to suck my cock, then suck my cock.”

Ali was loving the way Riley was talking to her. She took it as a challenge, something he didn’t think she’d rise to. Smiling, she asked, “Is that what you want? Or is that what you need?” She licked around the ridge of his cockhead and he moaned.

“Yeah. Wrap that sexy mouth around me. C’mon, Ali, take me. Make me yours.”

Make him hers?
That had been her plan all along—to give him everything he wanted, to fuck him so damn good he’d never be able to be satisfied by another woman. To make it so damn hard for him to walk away. Yes, that was her goal.

She licked down his shaft and up again. Wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, she stroked up and ran her palm over the head before stroking down again. Then she licked the tip once more. “Mmm,” she said, closing her eyes.

“Fuck, Ali, please.” He used his hold on her hair to keep her still as he rubbed his cock across her lips. “God, I need to feel my dick in your mouth. Please, baby, open those pretty lips for me.”

Baby?
She sure as hell hadn’t expected that term of endearment. Pat hadn’t even called her baby before. And she was kind of glad because she really loved how Riley said it, how that single word sent shivers through her body.
He thinks I’m sexy.

She hesitated for a moment, wanting to draw out the suspense, to build his need for her. Then she lowered her mouth on his hard, rigid dick, loving how it completely filled her mouth. A guttural moan escaped him as she sucked him deeper into her mouth.
God. He tastes delicious. Feral. Masculine.

“Holy . . . shit . . . Ali . . .” His voice was tight and strained. “That feels so fucking good.”

Any lingering fears or residual doubts she had about not being enough for him, of not being able to satisfy him, disappeared when she pulled her mouth back and saw the engorged head of his cock, veiny, pulsing, and glistening with a tempting bead of pre-cum. “So good,” she muttered before lowering her mouth down on him again. This was her moment. She was fully in charge now. “Mmm.” Ali worked her hand up and down his shaft as she sucked on the head of his cock, her tongue tucked firmly under the ridge.

Beneath her, Riley fucked her mouth without mercy. There was nothing soft or easy about it, and that was fine with her. She didn’t want soft and easy. She wanted exactly what he was: hard, uninhibited, raw and demanding, taking what he wanted without mercy. She wanted him to lose control, to be so mindless with desire he couldn’t stand it. “Oh my God, yeah, just like that, baby. Fuck, Ali, you’re going to make me come.”

Ali smiled inside and continued to squeeze and suck. She felt him tug on her hair in an attempt to get her to release him. “Mmm-mm,” she hummed her disagreement with his actions. Then she cupped his balls tightly in her hands and drove her mouth down as far as she could, nearly choking on his dick as it scraped the back of her throat. That was a first for her, and the feel of his cockhead brushing the back of her throat sent waves gushing between her legs.

Riley’s hips jerked up violently as the first hot spurt of his come shot down her throat. “God damn it,” he groaned as he shoved his cock deeper into her mouth, letting his come fill her mouth. He groaned long and low as his entire body tensed, and then he slowly relaxed as she swallowed the last drops of his release. Damn he tasted good. Better than Pat, that was for sure.

Ali drew back, letting her teeth scrape against his still erect, sensitive manhood, eliciting a guttural snarl from him. It made her so wet to hear him like that, to know that he wanted her so badly.

“Come ‘ere.” Riley used his hold on her hair to bring her mouth to his, and then he kissed her so hard she swore her lips were bruised from it. Pat used to make her go wash her mouth out before kissing her again. Riley didn’t care and neither did she. It only made her wetter. “Did you like sucking me like that?”

She answered him with a kiss, not nearly as hard as his had been, but it took only a second for him to take over. God, his kisses were so erotic, intense. His tongue darted around in her mouth, his teeth and lips bit and nipped at hers. She doubted she’d ever get enough of this, of him. Tomorrow morning, when it was time to leave, was going to blow.

“Talk to me, baby.” She was unlike any woman he’d been with. She was so unlike his past girlfriends—though there hadn’t been many who he’d kept around long enough to qualify for that title—who just seemed to go along for the ride.

Where they were timid, Ali was forthcoming. She was so much more passionate and eager. She knew what she wanted and made certain she would get it. Her touch, her kiss; they did funny things to him. Things he couldn’t explain. Things that terrified him in the most pleasant of ways, yet they were also things he never wanted to stop.

For Christ’s sake, he was calling her baby! He’d rarely called a woman that. It was too cliché. Hell, everyone was baby, baby, baby. He didn’t know why he said it tonight but it had rolled off his tongue and sounded nice. It seemed to fit. She was messing with his head, with his heart. It was bad. So bad.

But he was infatuated with her touch, her smell, her drive to initiate what she wanted. He couldn’t stop, couldn’t get enough. He needed more of her but also realized he needed to move forward carefully, without scaring her away. He couldn’t let her know the feelings he had. Hell, he couldn’t even explain these feelings. They were so surreal. Out of this world.

“Don’t you dare go shy on me now, Ali.” Riley took her hand, put it on his chest, and slid it down until her fingers curled around his cock. He groaned, knowing he’d never get enough of her touch. “Tell me, damn it. Did you like the feel of my cock in your mouth? Did you like tasting my come?”

“Yes, I liked it. A lot.” She nipped at his upper lip. “You taste so good.”

Fuck yeah he did! He grinned. “It’s my turn now.” In a swift movement, he rolled her onto her back and pinned her beneath him. Despite having just come, his cock was still rock hard and ready to sink into her at a moment’s notice.

He looked down into her big green eyes. They were so full of need and passion and innocence. God, that look would be the death of him. Riley kicked off his shoes and his pants, not wanting to be impeded by having them bunched around his ankles. “I’m going to lick your pussy, Ali. I’m going to suck your clit and fuck you with my tongue until you come on my face and scream for more.”

A strangled sound of pleasure tore from her throat as he grabbed the hem of her dress and made to tore it off over her head. By her expression, Riley knew that no one had ever talked to her like that before. Her look said it all, Riley’s words were half thrilling and half frightening and Riley ate it up.

When he lifted her dress, it was not exactly the “tearing it from her body” as he’d originally planned, but this worked just as well. Beneath it, she was completely naked. No bra. No panties. Holy hell was she beautiful. He’d known that, but for some reason it just hit him really hard right now. The sight of her. So slim and perfect and waiting for his touch. This is what he had been imagining all night long. She was finally out of that sexy dress, and this was so much sexier.

He slipped down her body, kissing her stomach, so flat and smooth, licking the indentation of her waist. Riley settled between her legs, draping her thighs over his shoulders. She gasped, and a twist of amusement curved his lips. He wondered if any other guy had ever had the balls to own her body like Riley was prepared to do. By the way she reacted, probably not.

“Riley.” Her fingers threaded through his hair.

He inhaled deeply, letting the sweet scent of her arousal seep into his pores. “Such a pretty little pussy.” He petted it with appreciation, his fingers spreading her lips, and then his tongue dipped inside to taste her. His eyes closed and he savored that very first taste of her, knowing it was a precious thing to experience, something to cherish.

“Oh God, yes,” she moaned, spreading her arms across the bed and grabbing hold of whatever her fingers could scrounge up.

“Oh, you like that, huh?” He repeated the motion of spreading her lips with his fingers and licking up the length of her folds.

“Yeah,” she cried. “Riley, oh God, yes, just like that.”

The sound of her velvety voice almost undid him. He reached down and grabbed the base of his cock so that he didn’t come again before he had the chance to bury himself inside of the saturated flesh he was feasting on. “Fuck, Ali, you’re so hot.”

“For you,” she panted, “just for you.”

He groaned as he savored her sweet nectar, his tongue sinking inside of her with a hard, hungry stroke. “Tell me what you want.”

“You, I want you.”

Riley gave her a roguish grin. “How do you want me? Hmm? Do you want my tongue inside of you, like this?” He dipped his tongue into her pussy again, fucking her with hard, determined strokes before sucking her clit into his mouth. She bucked beneath him and screamed her approval. He felt his own release racing toward the point of no return as he licked her folds with erotic hunger. The harder he tried to slow down, the more his body revolted. This so wasn’t good. If he wasn’t careful, he’d end up screaming that he loved her before this was finished. God damn her pussy tasted so good.

Calm down, Grayson. Focus on her pleasure and nothing else.
For the first time in a long while it was about the girl he was with and not succumbing to his own needs. 

“Or do you want my fingers inside of you?” Riley plunged a finger into her, his thumb landing on her clit, pressing on it in a not so gentle manner, which only seemed to drive her wilder and brought him even closer to complete fucking insanity.

“Both,” she struggled to say.

“Ali,” he growled as he shoved another finger into her and flicked his tongue rapidly over her clit. He couldn’t take much more. He was barely holding on by a thread as it was. His body buzzed and hummed and tingled and all of those other ridiculous clichés, but for him it was real. He felt like he would literally die if he didn’t get inside of her, if he couldn’t be closer to her. This girl wanted to fuck Riley Grayson, well, Riley would fuck her long and hard.

Her fingers found their way back to his hair and tightened, pulling it hard as she writhed against his tongue, fucking his face with such fervor he was afraid he would drown in her pure, feminine essence. “Riley, please, I need more.”

“More?” She wanted more? Oh, he’d give her more. He’d give her so damn much she wouldn’t know what to do with it. She’d have so fucking much she’d beg him for mercy, and then she’d beg him to give it to her again because she wouldn’t be able to stand not having him.

Riley kissed his way up her body, savoring the soft warmth of her skin, lingering on her breasts for much longer than necessary.

“Riley.” Her voice was almost a whine, her body wiggling beneath him.

He chuckled, then kissed her hard and deep. He had her right where he wanted her. Careful not to release her mouth, he reached for the nightstand and grabbed a condom. He felt his hand shake slightly at the thought of finally being inside of her without having to worry about someone catching them. As he rolled the condom on, he swore to himself he was going to do everything humanly possible to make sure this lasted as long as it could. There would be nothing quick about it this time.