Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“Oh God,” I moan quietly as his mouth starts to devour me from below.
“Ride me, Simone,” he urges with his mouth against my wet flesh.
So I do…flexing and tilting my hips back and forth over his tongue. I have to stick my fist in my mouth when Van manages to wedge a hand in between us, pressing two fingers deep inside of me. He pumps in and out a few times and adds a third finger.
My hands go to the headboard and I lean forward, pressing my clit right down onto his lips. I ride his face, chasing a whopper of an orgasm I can feel brewing.
Van’s tongue hits me hard and my eyes practically cross as he pulls his fingers out of me, only to press the tip of one finger right in my ass. It makes my hips curl under hard as I bite down on my lower lips so I don’t scream. Van sucks hard on my clit, pushes the finger deeper into my ass, and I explode all over him with a tiny grunt past the teeth imbedded in my lip.
Giving me a hard swipe with his tongue, Van’s lifting me up and pushing me back down his body. I’m completely languid, ready for bed.
But his order is curt. “Get on that cock, Simone. You promised to grind out an orgasm for me.”
I shake my head and blink my eyes. Oh yeah…we still have stuff to do.
I’m immediately reenergized, taking his cock in hand once again. I lower myself onto his shaft and I’m nicely relaxed. My body absorbs every inch like a dream, and I’m able to slide all the way down until my ass sits flush on his pelvis.
With a cocky air, Van tucks his hands behind his head, and he watches me as I start to move. I go insanely slow, not giving him the friction I know he wants. But I do grind myself hard onto him with each stroke, reveling in how Van’s breaths start becoming harsh as he watches me.
Reaching a hand back, I lightly pinch and tug on his balls. This causes him to suck air between his teeth, and he responds by pinching and tugging on my clit. My eyeballs roll into the back of my head, and for a few moments I forget to move.
But a hard twist to a nipple and my eyes spring back open and I start to ride his cock. I move a little faster, but not enough to cause the bed to groan or creak. I flex my pelvis to take him as deep as possible, and I know he likes this because his soft grunts tell me so.
“I’m so fucking close,” he whispers to me, his hands once again taking my hips. I expect him to aid in my efforts, as Van seems the type who would bounce me up and down on him.
But I’m surprised when he says, “Lift up. Let me just fuck you with the head of my cock.”
A shiver races up my spine. I’ve never done that before, and I’m pretty damn adventurous.
I immediately comply, raising up almost the entire way off his shaft, and then I hold in place as Van moves his hips in short, punching stabs into me. True to his word, he fucks me with just the head of his cock for several strokes, our breath coming faster and faster.
Finally, he slams me down onto him, and the feel of him hitting me so deep knocks an orgasm loose. My teeth go down into my lip against as I let the quietest of moans rumble through me. Van’s hips shoot up off the bed and then he whispers, “Fuck me…I’m coming.”
God…yes he does.
Beautifully.
Not totally unexpected just a few moments later, he’s rolling both of us so he can pull out of me. The condom is peeled off and thrown in the garbage, and then Van is nodding toward his bedroom door. “You better get out of here. We’re playing with fire with your brother right across the hall.”
Okay, so he was dead serious this was just sex. Not even any postcoital talk.
Whatever.
I smirk at Van as I roll out of his bed, snagging my towel off the ground. As I stroll past him, I pause just a moment to pat him on the cheek. “But it makes it a little more exciting, doesn’t it?”
Van glares at me.
But he’d be lying if he denied it.
I also know I’ll be back in this room, possibly with Lucas right across the hall again. Now that Van’s given in to my charms, we’re going to be playing with all kinds of fire going forward.
Chapter 11
Van
Despite the fact I didn’t get more than four hours of sleep after Simone left my room last night, I find myself oddly energized. We still have four more days until game one of the conference finals. We’ve got skate practices for two of those days, and past that we’re all trying to rest our bodies while keeping our minds in play-off mode.