“Come to mama,” I say, dropping down so I can lick my tongue up the groove of his stomach.
His skin lurches beneath my touch, and he growls as I lick my way up to his nipple. “If you’re gonna be on your knees in front of me, then you’re taking my cock in that unstoppable mouth of yours.”
I smirk up at him. Why is he so dominant and perfect? He’s like everything I’ve always wanted in a male. “You mean like this?” I tease before leaning down and licking up the length of him.
His hands come up to grip my hair. “Fuck yes.”
I swirl my tongue around his tip, tasting him and loving the way he moans and thrusts his hips toward me, his body begging for more. I wrap my lips around the sensitive end of him and hollow out my cheeks. Rook throws his head back, and that’s when I make my move. I pop off his dick and stand up, pulling him toward me as I lean my naked back against the cold iron of the cell wall.
“What the hell?” he asks, all sullen like some kid who just had his favorite toy stolen from him.
I giggle inside.
“I just decided you haven’t earned one of my epic blow jobs yet,” I tell him, and his disbelieving eyes flash with fire as I throw down some unspoken gauntlet. “In fact, I don’t know if you’ve even earned this pussy yet,” I add.
He may think he can be all bossy when it comes to the fuckery, but he’s got another thing coming, because I want itall. I want to bossandbe bossed, and not every male can handle that. Nothing gets me going like a tug-of-war. I like to play. I like to see who can win. And I want to see what Rook is about before I ride his dick. I want to know if he can handle me the way I need to be handled. I’ve had way too many disappointments in the past, and I don’t want to be disappointed again.
We stare at each other for a beat. My vagina screams,somebody play with me!And when I see his lips curl, I know he just flashed achallenge acceptedmy way.
Alright. Let’s see what you’re made of, Rookie.
8
“You want me towhat?”Rook asks.
His face is incredulous, his pants are still around his ankles, and his dick is bopping like a Hanson brother.
I don’t know whether I feel more amusement in this moment or arousal. I’d say it’s fifty-fifty.
“It’s no big deal. Just some sex games so I know you’re worthy. We’ll call itMinute to Dick It.”
He scowls at me. “No, we won’t.”
“Fine,” I say breezily as I push away from him and pick up my shirt and start to pull it back on. I make sure to let my girls bounce extra nicely and arch my back as I tug the fabric over my head.
“Wait,” he rushes to say, and my movements pause.
I look over at him past the sleeves. “Yes?”
He grinds his pretty white teeth. “What sort of sex games?”
I suppress my grin as I pull the shirt back on all the way. I leave my pants and panties on the floor, though, so my shirt hits me mid-thigh.
His eyes scan the length of me. “Fuck, you look like every inmate fantasy I’ve ever had, but better.”
I beam at him and grab the pipe from the floor. “Look at you, already earning a point!” I say excitedly before walking over to the wall and scraping the pipe down it. With a loud screech, I scratch a tick mark onto it to keep track of his points. “You’re doing so good already.”
Eyes still lit up with hunger, he brings a hand down to his cock and strokes himself once. Twice. Three times. “Yeah? Just how good, Sunrise?”
I swallow hard, my eyes flicking back up to his face from the erotic show that’s going on down south. “Don’t try to distract me.”
He just smirks.
“Can I borrow your watch?”
Taking his hand off his stiff member, he undoes the clasp on his wrist and tosses it over to me. I catch it and press the buttons, setting the timer. “Okay,Minute to Dick It. You have sixty seconds to put a chip on the end of your dick and shoot the chip into your mouth.”
Rook stares at me openmouthed. “What? I’m not doing that.” When I don’t reply, he huffs. “What the fuck is the point of that?”
