The Games We Play Vol. 3 (Riley Grayson) Read Online Free

“Don’t be afraid. If you want to suck my cock, then suck my cock.”
    Ali was loving the way Riley was talking to her. She took it as a challenge, something he didn’t think she’d rise to. Smiling, she asked, “Is that what you want? Or is that what you need?” She licked around the ridge of his cockhead and he moaned.
    “Yeah. Wrap that sexy mouth around me. C’mon, Ali, take me. Make me yours.”
    Make him hers? That had been her plan all along—to give him everything he wanted, to fuck him so damn good he’d never be able to be satisfied by another woman. To make it so damn hard for him to walk away. Yes, that was her goal.
    She licked down his shaft and up again. Wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, she stroked up and ran her palm over the head before stroking down again. Then she licked the tip once more. “Mmm,” she said, closing her eyes.
    “Fuck, Ali, please.” He used his hold on her hair to keep her still as he rubbed his cock across her lips. “God, I need to feel my dick in your mouth. Please, baby, open those pretty lips for me.”
    Baby? She sure as hell hadn’t expected that term of endearment. Pat hadn’t even called her baby before. And she was kind of glad because she really loved how Riley said it, how that single word sent shivers through her body. He thinks I’m sexy.
    She hesitated for a moment, wanting to draw out the suspense, to build his need for her. Then she lowered her mouth on his hard, rigid dick, loving how it completely filled her mouth. A guttural moan escaped him as she sucked him deeper into her mouth. God. He tastes delicious. Feral. Masculine.
    “Holy . . . shit . . . Ali . . .” His voice was tight and strained. “That feels so fucking good.”
    Any lingering fears or residual doubts she had about not being enough for him, of not being able to satisfy him, disappeared when she pulled her mouth back and saw the engorged head of his cock, veiny, pulsing, and glistening with a tempting bead of pre-cum. “So good,” she muttered before lowering her mouth down on him again. This was her moment. She was fully in charge now. “Mmm.” Ali worked her hand up and down his shaft as she sucked on the head of his cock, her tongue tucked firmly under the ridge.
    Beneath her, Riley fucked her mouth without mercy. There was nothing soft or easy about it, and that was fine with her. She didn’t want soft and easy. She wanted exactly what he was: hard, uninhibited, raw and demanding, taking what he wanted without mercy. She wanted him to lose control, to be so mindless with desire he couldn’t stand it. “Oh my God, yeah, just like that, baby. Fuck, Ali, you’re going to make me come.”
    Ali smiled inside and continued to squeeze and suck. She felt him tug on her hair in an attempt to get her to release him. “Mmm-mm,” she hummed her disagreement with his actions. Then she cupped his balls tightly in her hands and drove her mouth down as far as she could, nearly choking on his dick as it scraped the back of her throat. That was a first for her, and the feel of his cockhead brushing the back of her throat sent waves gushing between her legs.
    Riley’s hips jerked up violently as the first hot spurt of his come shot down her throat. “God damn it,” he groaned as he shoved his cock deeper into her mouth, letting his come fill her mouth. He groaned long and low as his entire body tensed, and then he slowly relaxed as she swallowed the last drops of his release. Damn he tasted good. Better than Pat, that was for sure.
    Ali drew back, letting her teeth scrape against his still erect, sensitive manhood, eliciting a guttural snarl from him. It made her so wet to hear him like that, to know that he wanted her so badly.
    “Come ‘ere.” Riley used his hold on her hair to bring her mouth to his, and then he kissed her so hard she swore her lips were bruised from it. Pat used to make her go wash her mouth out before kissing her again. Riley didn’t care and