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

the sweet scent of her arousal seep into his pores. “Such a pretty little pussy.” He petted it with appreciation, his fingers spreading her lips, and then his tongue dipped inside to taste her. His eyes closed and he savored that very first taste of her, knowing it was a precious thing to experience, something to cherish.
    “Oh God, yes,” she moaned, spreading her arms across the bed and grabbing hold of whatever her fingers could scrounge up.
    “Oh, you like that, huh?” He repeated the motion of spreading her lips with his fingers and licking up the length of her folds.
    “Yeah,” she cried. “Riley, oh God, yes, just like that.”
    The sound of her velvety voice almost undid him. He reached down and grabbed the base of his cock so that he didn’t come again before he had the chance to bury himself inside of the saturated flesh he was feasting on. “Fuck, Ali, you’re so hot.”
    “For you,” she panted, “just for you.”
    He groaned as he savored her sweet nectar, his tongue sinking inside of her with a hard, hungry stroke. “Tell me what you want.”
    “You, I want you.”
    Riley gave her a roguish grin. “How do you want me? Hmm? Do you want my tongue inside of you, like this?” He dipped his tongue into her pussy again, fucking her with hard, determined strokes before sucking her clit into his mouth. She bucked beneath him and screamed her approval. He felt his own release racing toward the point of no return as he licked her folds with erotic hunger. The harder he tried to slow down, the more his body revolted. This so wasn’t good. If he wasn’t careful, he’d end up screaming that he loved her before this was finished. God damn her pussy tasted so good.
    Calm down, Grayson. Focus on her pleasure and nothing else. For the first time in a long while it was about the girl he was with and not succumbing to his own needs. 
    “Or do you want my fingers inside of you?” Riley plunged a finger into her, his thumb landing on her clit, pressing on it in a not so gentle manner, which only seemed to drive her wilder and brought him even closer to complete fucking insanity.
    “Both,” she struggled to say.
    “Ali,” he growled as he shoved another finger into her and flicked his tongue rapidly over her clit. He couldn’t take much more. He was barely holding on by a thread as it was. His body buzzed and hummed and tingled and all of those other ridiculous clichés, but for him it was real. He felt like he would literally die if he didn’t get inside of her, if he couldn’t be closer to her. This girl wanted to fuck Riley Grayson, well, Riley would fuck her long and hard.
    Her fingers found their way back to his hair and tightened, pulling it hard as she writhed against his tongue, fucking his face with such fervor he was afraid he would drown in her pure, feminine essence. “Riley, please, I need more.”
    “More?” She wanted more? Oh, he’d give her more. He’d give her so damn much she wouldn’t know what to do with it. She’d have so fucking much she’d beg him for mercy, and then she’d beg him to give it to her again because she wouldn’t be able to stand not having him.
    Riley kissed his way up her body, savoring the soft warmth of her skin, lingering on her breasts for much longer than necessary.
    “Riley.” Her voice was almost a whine, her body wiggling beneath him.
    He chuckled, then kissed her hard and deep. He had her right where he wanted her. Careful not to release her mouth, he reached for the nightstand and grabbed a condom. He felt his hand shake slightly at the thought of finally being inside of her without having to worry about someone catching them. As he rolled the condom on, he swore to himself he was going to do everything humanly possible to make sure this lasted as long as it could. There would be nothing quick about it this time.
    Taking both of her hands into his, lacing their fingers, he pinned them above her head and positioned himself at her opening.