The Girlfriend Game by Sierra Hill

Twenty-Three

Zeke

Our first time together on the boat was far too quick, without much room to move or explore each other’s bodies due to the confines of the cabin.

But this time, now that we’ve returned to my condo after a day out on the water, my bed is palatial, and we have plenty of space to do everything we want to each other.

And Kendall is game for everything.

Right now, she’s on her back with knees spread wide, my hand lassoed securely around her thigh and my face planted at her sweet pussy. She claims there’s no chance she can have another orgasm after the one I just gave her with my fingers, but I have faith in my skills. My tongue can work miracles and I don’t back down from challenges.

With fierce determination, I work her clit with small flicks of my tongue, every now and again sucking the swollen sensitive nub into my mouth. She cries out and bucks under my ministrations and I know I’m working her to that finish line, as evidenced by the way her arms thrash out at her sides.

Her breaths turn into shallow pants, her face covered in that euphoric glossy look, as her fist punches the mattress before grabbing the sheets in her tight grip.

“There…right there…don’t stop that,” she begs, fingers roughly spearing through my hair with the intensity of her desire, her words falling like honey from her tongue. And she tastes just like honey on mine.

Not money, not fame, not even winning a championship can compete with how amazing it feels and the pride that overtakes me to make this woman come undone. There is no doubt that Kendall is that deadly combination of beautiful and intelligent. You would never guess how extraordinary she is in bed when all those professional barriers are gone, and she lets go in the throes of sexual haze.

Maybe I’m a bit of a selfish tease, but I enjoy taking her to the edge of orgasm and putting on the brakes, only to watch her squirm and plead her case for more.

Like now for instance.

“Oh, my God, Zeke…please…just give it to me.”

My tongue laves through her folds with another claiming stroke, glistening beautifully with her wetness mixed with mine. My cock pulses with need, humping into the mattress. I’m dying to sink into that tight body of hers. And yet I wait, heightening the sensation and delicious anticipation.

I stop my ministrations and she grunts with displeasure, her mouth twisting into a lopsided frown, and she gives me a mutinous glare. I nibble the delicate flesh of her inner thigh, chuckling against her soft cleft, avoiding her argumentative contempt as she undulates her hips aggressively in search of my mouth.

“Why’d you stop?” she asks testily, pressing her elbows into the mattress to prop herself up, her bronzed hair swaying behind her shoulders. God, she’s so sexy when she’s feisty.

A wry grin spreads wide across my face. I press my knees into the bed, kneeling with my cock in hand, crawling over her slowly to ensure she feels the drag of it between her legs. The appraising glance she gives my cock tells me everything I need to know. When I’m perched over her, my arms caging her shoulders under me, I press my mouth to hers, knowing she can taste herself on my tongue. Her lips are soft and pliable, yielding to our desires.

“Because, sweetheart,” I say, punching my hips forward, our kiss going deeper as I speak against her lips. “I’m going to let my cock fuck you to orgasm. Any complaints, you can take it up with management.”

Her words get lost on a gasp when I grip her hips and flip her around on her hands and knees. Kendall swings her head to look at me over her shoulder as I roam a hand along the smooth expanse of her back, the other lining my cock up at her entrance.

“Complaints?” she pants, licking her lips, a trace of a wicked smile etched across her mouth. “My only complaint is you’re not inside me yet.”

With simmering desperation, my fingers find purchase in her hips and I thrust once, Kendall’s head flopping forward into my pillow with a whoosh of exhaled air. She’s slick, hot, and tight. We moan in unison as I begin driving into her, feeling every tremor and clench of her body around my cock as I tunnel in from behind.

“Goddamn, Kendall,” I growl ferally, barely able to articulate the words or form coherent sentences over the intensity of this feeling.

I adjust our position with the tilt of her hips, tipping her ass up for a better angle.

“Y-e-e-s-s!” she cries out hoarsely.

I continue to hammer inside her, slipping my hand between her legs to coax her back to where the impending orgasm left off. The one I refused to give her, but now want take her over the edge with me.

Kendall’s braces herself on her elbows, hands gripping the pillows over her head as I slam into her. Each punch of my hips, my dick disappears deep inside her body and I’m lost to sensation.

We’re soon hitting our stride, bodies tightening and clenching, sweat dripping down my back as I continue to work her clit, using two fingers to stroke her to that final climax. She cries out my name in a husky groan as I throw my head back in rapture, my entire body convulsing in pleasure and releasing within her.

A deep satisfaction ripples through me as I come down from my high, my breaths slowing as I take my time tenderly kissing her back and neck before wrapping my arms around her middle and pulling her with me as I roll to my side. I hold her close, my nose buried in her hair, enjoying the light fragrant scent of her shampoo.

Kendall burrows in, and for a while I think she’s fallen asleep with the easy rise and fall of her chest. But she finally breaks the silence, snuggling the curve of her ass into me.

“That was nice.” Her tone gives me no indication whether she’s teasing or just unimpressed.

I poke her in the ribs and give her a tickle for good measure. She squirms against me, trying to break free from my hold.

“Nice? Just nice?” I protest.

Her laughter fills my bedroom with its sweet and honey-laced sound. It’s so easy being with Kendall. There’s a beautiful balance that exists between us I’ve not had with any other woman before her.

When our relationship was strictly professional, Kendall hid her personality under the mask of competence. But underneath that exterior, I’ve found a woman who is warm and fun-loving. Easy-going and light-hearted. And don’t forget, insanely hot.

It’s not a game when I’m with her. I have no uncertainty that we’re just playing at this together. With Kendall, it’s real.

My hand wanders down her back, stroking the soft curves of her hips and over her belly. Her body is supple, the swells of her breasts succulent and perfect.

I’m getting hard again, my cock jutting up between us, pulsing against her backside.

“Mmm…yeah, nice. It’s a compliment. You can look it up in the dictionary if you’re so inclined.”

I scoff. “Yeah, well, nice is what I use to describe my grandma. Or a pair of flannel pajama bottoms. Not used for my sexual prowess.”

“Hmm…okay, how about this?” Kendall swivels around to face me, but instead of staying put, she inches her way down my body, trailing open-mouthed kisses along the way until her mouth finds the tip of my aching cock.

I roll to my back, cupping my head with my hands and gaze down at the top of her head. The golden-copper strands fall beautifully over my pelvis, and I reach down to gather the hair back to hold it in my fist.

She licks the length from base to tip, her eyes catching mine as she swirls the tip of her tongue over the crown, stroking me with a firm hand.

She smiles against my turgid flesh. “Maybe I should use words like huge.”

Lick.

“Massive.”

Suck.

“Incredibly endowed.”

Swallow.

“Much better. Christ, that’s good.”

She lets out a throaty laugh. “Then my complementary lesson on grammar is complete. Now…where was I going with all this?”

Kendall presses an elbow against the mattress and props her chin on her palm, as if contemplating her next move.

I lift my hips suggestively, tapping my dick against her knuckles playfully.

“I think you were going down on me. Let’s keep in that direction, shall we?”

Kendall gives me a saucy wink and a sultry smile before grasping my cock again and sheathing me with her mouth.

All I can do is lie back and let her have her way with me.