Page 94 of Game On

I slid my hand up her thigh, and she gasped when I pulled her over into my lap. But then, the little minx ground against me before leaning down and capturing my lips in a kiss.

For the past couple of weeks since the Halloween party, we only had time to see each other here or there. I’d steal a kiss when she picked up Rosie, or we’d grab a quick meal together before I was back on the road again. We made this plan for a gaming night in because I was about to go on a long Western Canada road trip.

Fuck, I had missed her. Missed the taste of her lips, and how she smiled like it was just for me. We texted while I was on the road, but it wasn’t the same as when she was right in front of me, all soft curves and an ass to die for.

Her hands snaked through my hair as we deepened the kiss, our tongues waging war with each other. My hands danced up underneath her hoodie, and I growled when I found her breasts encased by a cotton bra. I slipped a hand beneath one of the cups and gently caressed her nipple between my thumb. She arched against me, pressing her breast into my hand and grinding her legging-clad pussy against my hard-on.

I kissed my way down her jaw until I trailed my lips down the side of her neck. “I missed you,” I blurted out.

Fuuuck.

I wasn’t supposed to tell her that. Even if it was the truth.

Instead of pulling back and reminding me we were just friends who occasionally slept together, she angled her head to give me better access. “I missed you, too,” she breathed out, and then she laughed at the ominous sounds coming from our game. “Shit. The dragon respawned, and we’re both dead.”

“Don’t care,” I growled, ignoring the indistinct sound of the music from both of our TVs. Instead, I slid my hands down her ass and got up off the couch. She grabbed the baby monitor off the couch and wrapped her legs around me.

We clawed at each other’s clothes as I walked us to my bedroom. I kicked the door shut behind me and set her on the bed. As much as I wanted to lay her out and make love to her all night long, we had two kids in the other room, so this had to be quick. I needed to be buried deep inside her, and by the way she had stripped herself of her clothes and lay naked in my bed waiting for me, I knew she needed something quick and dirty too.

“C’mere,” she purred.

I threw my t-shirt across the room and yanked my sweatpants down my legs. I crawled into bed, hovering over her as I balanced myself on my forearms. I caged her head in and gave her another mind-melting kiss. Her nails raked through my hair, and she pulled me closer.

“Please,” she moaned when I left her lips to trail kisses down the valley of her breasts.

“What you need, princess?”

My fingers danced between her thighs to find her slick with arousal already.

“Need you now, please, Logan. Take me.”

“Hold on,” I muttered and opened the bedside table.

“I can’t. Please.”

“Are you on the pill?” I asked.

She shook her head. “No. It gives me migraines.”

“Then hold on, princess. I need to grab a condom.”

Her face colored. “Oh God. I need you so bad, I forgot about protection.”

I fumbled for a condom in the drawer and had it down my length in seconds. I slicked my cock through her wetness, teasing her before entering her.

We groaned in unison as I filled her up all the way and then slid back out. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper as we became one. She had my brain spinning as I buried myself inside her, kissing her to muffle her soft cries as she came apart beneath me.

I pulled back to watch her as she squeezed her eyes shut and the orgasm coursed through her. She was so beautiful as she came. For a second, I wanted to remember how she made me feel. Like I was the only man in the entire universe. Like I was her world. I kept going after she came, taking her as hard as I could until my body tingled, and I groaned out my release.

I kissed her neck waiting for my brain to come back online. She pulled me back to her lips, kissing me hard, like she was desperate for our connection again. I reluctantly pulled out and got up to get rid of the condom.

I came back to bed and smiled when she snuggled into my side. I pretended not to wince when she jostled my bruised side. Her gasp filled the room. “Oh my God, Logan. Are you okay?” She sat up and stared down at my bruised ribs, concern creasing her brow.

“Princess, I’m fine,” I reassured her.

She opened her mouth, but then we heard a commotion from the baby monitor.

Saved by the cranky baby!