Page 13 of Dirty Game

Me: LOL You’re just saying that because I taught you what a mood reader is.

Pax” *wink emoji*

Me: Never change. Please.

Pax: Same goes for you.

So when Pax finally gets home for a three day stint, I’m waiting at my door in baggy jeans and hoodie. And a little surprise underneath.

The knock barely sounds and I’m flinging the door open and yanking him into my apartment. “Where have you been?” I mumble as his mouth finds mine.

“Fuck. I don’t even know. Not here, and I hated it.”

“Are you sure? Because you’re on a ten game winning streak.”

“We are? I didn’t notice.” His mouth is all over me. My jaw. My neck. His hands tug on the bottom of my hoodie. “Can I take this off?”

I just nod, and when he whips it off, he’s speechless too.

I’ve got a rose lace push up teddy on.

His finger follows the thin shoulder strap while he licks his bottom lip. “This one.” He nods. “Yup. This is the one.” His eyes darken when he takes me in. “This is all for me, right?” It’s practically a growl.

“Yes, Pax. Just for you. All for you.”

And then it’s a flurry of clothes everywhere. Everybody’s pants are off. His shirt gets torn off because I can’t work the buttons. It’s a gong show, but it’s hot and sweaty and I’m loving it.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you too.”

“We don’t have to have sex. I just want to be close to you.”

“Pax,” I push lightly on his chest, “do you think I wore this because I don’t want to have sex?”

His eyes turn black. “What are you saying?”

I have a choice in how to reply, and I know what I could say. I could be vulgar and it would be hot as hell. But I don’t want my first time to feel like that, so I take a chance and put it all out there. “Make love to me.”

His forehead drops to mine, and for a split second I think I pushed him too far. Even though I don’t see him as a player anymore, maybe he still is. Maybe he just sees this as a fling. Not gonna lie, that makes my heart sink.

But then he speaks. “I’m gonna make sweet love to you all night, baby.”

“Which position should we start with?”

I swat at his shoulder. “Hey! Why are you laughing? I’m trying to be sexy.”

“You’re the sexiest fucking woman I know. And I’m only laughing because you said start with, which means we’re doing this more than once. So ya, I’m all in, baby. Face off?”

“Mhmmm,” I say, pushing him down on the couch and straddling him. The second his arms latch around me I wrap mine around his head. “I love feeling this close to you.”

“I love feeling you like this, too.” His boxers off, I can feel the hard ridge of his dick pressing into my belly.

“Can I…feel you inside of me, Pax?”

He groans. “Ya, baby. Are you sure you’re ready for that?”

“Uh huh.”