Page 45 of The Game Plan

Leaning forward, he lapped at her still clothed pussy, and a sharp gasp was ripped from her. She shoved her hands into his hair as he ran his tongue along her slit, teasing the hidden nub there.

“Reese…” she whispered, her grip tightening in his hair.

Fuck.

He rested his head on her stomach for a moment to take a deep breath to regain the thin control he had over his horny body.

Once he had it reined in, he looked up at Sutton, her blue eyes a mixture of curiosity and desire.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

He laughed harshly. “I haven’t been since that night I met you.”

He hooked his hands into the band of her panties.

“You haunt my dreams every night,” he said, tugging the thin cotton down her body, dropping kisses along its path. “You make me so hard that I wake up and need to immediately relieve myself.”

His fingers slipped easily through her soft lips, the wet heat that met his digits wrenching a groan from him.

“Your eyes tease me every time I look at you,” he whispered, sliding one finger inside her, “regardless of whether or not you mean to.”

She arched against his hand with a soft cry as he thrust his finger in and out, teasing her body with each slow stroke. When his thumb found her clit, she let out a small scream, clapping her hand over her mouth to mute it.

He moved his thumb in slow circles on her nub, small cries slipping from behind her hand as he stoked her desire, Sutton’s hand in his hair tightening further.

Finally releasing her clit from his torture, he withdrew his finger. He leaned back to take her body in, the smooth pussy in front of him glistening with evidence of her desire for him.

Reaching up, he slid his hand underneath her shirt to cup one of her breasts in his hand, the nipple pebbling immediately underneath his touch behind the satin of her thin bra.

Perfect handful.

He gently pinched her nipple, and she squeaked, her fingernails digging into his scalp when she jerked against him. She surprised him when she released his hair from her hand and tugged the shirt and her white, lacy bra up to reveal her breasts to him.

He straightened and greedily pulled one of her nipples into his mouth, palming the other in his hand. He rolled the soft flesh between his fingers, teasing it to a stiff peak as his tongue did the same with the other.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Just like that.”

He groaned against her breast, then released it to draw the other into his mouth. Her shudder shook him as the cool air hit her stiff peak.

He dipped his hand between her legs again, easily slipping two fingers into her pussy as he resumed his torture of her clit with his thumb.

“Oh God,” Sutton breathed. “I’m so close.”

With a gentle nip of her flesh in his mouth, he released it to drop to his knees.

Swiping his tongue across her wet center, she cried out as he buried his tongue inside her. He thrust once, twice, three times before he sucked her clit into his mouth.

Sutton grabbed his hair to hold on as he devoured her, her scream blocked by her hand as her orgasm crashed over her. Her legs shook under his hands as he continued to drive her wild, her hips moving with his lips until she was practically riding his tongue as her second orgasm crashed over her.

He watched her throw her head back against the wall as she came on his face, her skin a ruddy hue, her body so tense, it was as if she were a bowstring.

She cried out, and he was surprised as his cock reacted, his orgasm rushing over him. He laid his forehead on her stomachas his cock emptied itself into his briefs, his body convulsing against her.

She released his hair and slumped against the wall, their heavy breathing the only sound in the room.

“That was amazing,” she whispered.

He looked up at her and smiled, her eyes sparkling and her face flushed.