Game's Over: A BWWM Romance (Game of Chance Book 3) (8 page)

“Grant,” Vivica moaned, thrashing underneath the sweet assault. “Grant, God, Grant, please, please do it, I’m ready, I’m ready, please…”

“Not yet.”

Grant licked his lips, then closed his mouth around Vivica’s balls, two of his fingers slowly working inside of her. He crooked them up just right until he pressed them against that spot that made her cry and kick out wildly under his hands.

“Fuck!”

Vivica spread her thighs wider, one foot coming down to rest on the floor as her body arched upward, desperate for more stimulation. Grant eased his fingers carefully back and forth, scissoring them slowly as he coaxed her body to open up for him.

Grant reached behind them between the cushions, finding the emergency lube and a brand new packet of condoms. He spent half a second feeling bad about having a stack for emergency hook-ups, but that was quickly washed aside when Vivica sat back, grabbing the lube out of his hand and squirting a large amount on her palm, roughly grabbing Grant’s cock and coating it in slick, cold cream. Grant moaned and rocked up in her hand, fumbling with the condoms and spilling the whole box on the bed, making her laugh and falter in her movements.

“Wait…wait, what about…condoms. I have some—”

“So graceful.” Vivica kissed him and snorted, and Grant had to laugh, too because really, talk about unprepared. “What if I want you to come inside me?”

Grant’s stomach clenched, butterflies flying around as he swept the condoms off the bed and sat back on his hunches. His cock was leaking in anticipation as he lined himself up between Vivica’s legs. She looked up at him, tongue darting out to lick suddenly dry lips, thighs shaking, her eyes brimming with perspiration as she fought to keep her eyes open and focus on Grant’s face.

“Do it,” Vivica begged feverishly, clutching at Grant’s biceps tight enough to bruise. “Do it, Grant, please. Please…”

Vivica bit her lower lip, a soft keen dying in a grunt as the thick head of Grant’s cock breached through.

“Ah…” Vivica moaned out, her head falling back against the pillow, fingernails leaving long scratches on Grant’s back as he scrambled for purchase. “Fuck.” Vivica’s eyes rolled back as her stomach quivered, breathing shallow.

Grant covered Vivica’s mouth with his own, drowning her mumbling moans with his tongue, plunging into her mouth with quick, precise strokes as his hand went back to Vivica’s clit, stroking fast and hard.

“Grant…” Vivica garbled out again between one kiss and the next. “I can’t…just…
Grant
!”

Grant nodded and kissed her softly again. “Yeah, yeah. Okay.”

If he had to wait any longer, he would go insane. Grant moved slowly, so very slowly, pushing in until his balls rested on her ass and drawing out until the head of his cock was the only thing keeping her open. He eased into a rhythm, a steady burning that drove both of them out of their minds with need. Vivica couldn’t keep quiet. Her hands slid over firm muscles, landing on Grant’s ass as she forced him to speed up, harder, deeper, more.

“So beautiful, beautiful, mine, Vivica, mine…”

Grant had no idea what he was saying, but it didn’t matter. Soft praise spilled from his lips as he worked his hips, his thick dick buried in the searing wet heat of Vivica’s body, the steam only adding to the sweet friction of skin on skin.

“Grant…” Vivica’s hands tightened on Grant’s ass. “Grant, God, please…”

Grant nipped lightly at the skin of Vivica’s throat, chasing a bead of sweat as it rolled languidly down the curve of her neck to collect in a pool at her clavicle. Vivica’s whole body was vice tight around him, slick and hard to grasp as Grant rolled his hips in time with their labored breathing. She sobbed as one hard thrust slammed against her most sensitive spot, forcing her body to jackknife upward. Her spine curved, her whole body arching up into Grant’s.

“I got you,” Grant promised, easing an arm under Vivica’s back and using it to help angle his thrusts deeper into her body.

He continued his line of kisses, one after another, as low as he could go on her breasts, his tongue lapping at her extended nipples and playing with them until they felt hard and hot under his tugging teeth, and Vivica was digging her fingers into the back of his neck, urging him on.

With a grunt, Grant was able to haul Vivica up into his lap, and the sudden jar of gravity impaling her completely on the hard dick inside of her made her cry out. Grant’s head spun dizzily as heat tightened around him, his whole world narrowing to the place where their bodies joined.

“Yes,” Vivica groaned, deliriously, head swimming in a haze, all the muscles in her body seizing up as heat coiled in her belly, ready to strike. “Yes, Grant, oh. Oh, God, yes, yes…”

“Kiss me,” Grant whispered, holding her tight as he slammed his hips up into her body. “I want you to come as you kiss me.”

Vivica mashed her mouth against Grant’s, whimpering softly as their teeth clashed together. In a matter of seconds, she was coming, clenching hard around him, her vision blurring as her orgasm rippled through her body in a mad whirlwind of rainbow-like colors. She dropped her forehead against his shoulder, panting hard, clutching at his hair as it slipped between her fingers. Grant groaned and thrust up once, twice, and muffled a groan into her chest as he came inside of her, breath coming in harsh gasps as he tried to keep a hold of her through the wild aftershocks.

It took Grant a few moments to get his bearings. He felt as though he hadn’t come that hard in ages, his heart fluttering like a caged bird in his chest. He held Vivica tight, limbs feeling like lead, his face buried in the crook of her neck. Her fingers were still clutching at his hair, but Grant didn’t mind. He felt like he wanted to hold her forever, and it didn’t matter how sappy and trite it sounded. He was perfectly okay with being a walking and talking cliché.

He didn’t even remember falling asleep, but the next time he opened his eyes, pale dawn was painting kaleidoscope stripes on their flushed bodies, and Vivica was looking at him with those eyes that had enthralled him from the very first day they met. Had it only been a week ago? Grant didn’t think it possible.

“Morning, gorgeous,” he whispered in the quiet of the morning, brushing his knuckles on her cheekbone.

“Hey.”

The hair at the back of Grant’s neck perked at attention. He quietly pushed himself up on an elbow, draping the other arm around Vivica’s shoulders and pulling her closer. Vivica’s hands went around Grant’s back, grappling for leverage. Grant caressed her hair and nuzzled the side of her jaw, kissing her softly.

“What’s buzzing in that brain of yours?” Grant asked after a few minutes of cuddles.

Vivica shrugged imperceptibly. “Just… things.”

“What things?”

Another shrug. Grant nudged her chin up until he could look into her eyes.

“You,” she admitted after a beat. “I thought I had you figured out, but…”

“I’m just that full of surprises,” Grant smiled, but quickly turned serious again, his eyes soft and mellow as he pushed the sweaty hair out of Vivica’s face. “What are you thinking?” he repeated, his voice quieter, honest.

“Do you want… I mean.” She cleared her throat. “This. It’s not just a fluke, right?”

Grant didn’t know whether to laugh or tickle her. He decided for neither and leaned closer, their foreheads brushing together as he placed the gentlest kiss on her lips.

“Is that answer enough?”

Vivica smiled, bashful and uncertain. “I don’t know. Maybe?”

“I can work with maybe.” Grant tugged at her and kissed her, properly this time, until his lips tingled and he could feel the heat radiating from Vivica’s body as he pressed up close to her.

He quietly kissed the tip of her nose, making Vivica snort and pull away, hiding her face in the pillow. Grant chuckled and rubbed his knuckles down her spine, feeling as though his life had just begun all over again.

“So I was thinking,” Grant said casually after a beat of silence. Vivica raised her head half an inch to look at him. “Do you have plans next weekend? ’Cause I got a two-person package at this fancy resort in Key West… and I would hate for it to go to waste.”

Vivica grinned from the crook of her arms. “I think I might be persuaded to accompany you.”

“Persuaded, huh?”

Vivica nodded, her eyes glowing as she rolled on her side and threw one leg over Grant’s hip.

“I think I’ll find ways to persuade you.”

Grant grinned, leaning up to take Vivica into his arms again. The summer was shaping up to be pretty good.

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