Seduced by the Game (63 page)

“You sure this
is what you want?”

“More than
anything right at this very moment. Don’t make me rethink this. I’m tired of
always doing everything the right way. And when I leave, I’ll be back to being
the good girl again. Don’t get me wrong, I like being a good person, but it’s
not
all
I am, you know? I want to exercise my wild side. So, you in or
out?”

He thought
about it for about one point two more seconds. “Baby, I’ll be in and out. All
night long, if you’re sure.” He gifted her with a smile that brought his
dimples out in force, and she was a goner.

She walked
back with him, over to Vlad. “Vlad, this is Pip. She’s going to be riding home
with us if that’s okay.”

“Oh, wait. I’m
not into three…”

“No! No.”
Keith laughed. “We just came together. We live in the same building.”

Pip smiled at
her assumption. “Oh, sorry. I have my car. I can drive.”

Before they
turned to leave, Vlad gently held her arm. “At the risk of sounding like a
concerned father, how much have you had to drink?”

“That’s sweet,
actually. I’ve had one dirty martini. And we ate some appetizers with it. I’m
fine.”

“Okay then.
You kids have fun.” Vlad gave them a thumbs-up and walked over to talk to
Brandon.

* * * *

The drive home
was uncomfortable, to say the least. Keith tried learning about Pip, but she
wasn’t very forthcoming with details about herself.

“So why the
mysterious ‘leaving soon’ approach? Are you really going somewhere?”

She looked at
him sideways, mostly keeping her eyes on the road. “Yes, I’m really going
somewhere, but that’s not what tonight’s about. Tonight’s about me doing
something for myself. It’s not about my family, people in need, the
organizations I volunteer for; it’s just for me. It’s not even about you.” She had
the grace to cringe at her brutally honest answer. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…“

Keith quickly
interrupted her. She could hear the smile in his voice. “No, it’s okay. Believe
it or not, this is my very first one-night stand.” He reached over and grabbed her
hand. “Look. You want a wild night and I’m a little lonely. And I’ve been told
I don’t suck in bed.” Giving her a quick wink, he continued to encourage her.
“I’ll make it good for you—for both of us. All you have to do is tell me what
you like.” He brought her hand to his lips and kissed each one of her knuckles.

“Oh, wow.
Yeah, okay.” She was clenching and unclenching her hand as he kissed it. If he
wasn’t mistaken, her breathing was a bit shallower than it had been a minute
earlier. “Um, are we almost there?”

Keith’s
shoulder shook once as he chuckled. He pointed to the building coming up on
their right. “That’s the one.”

“Good.”

As soon as the
elevator doors closed, Keith took her in his arms and gave her a hot, deep,
openmouthed kiss that had them both panting by the time they reached his floor.

“Jesus.” Had
she thought she’d been kissed properly before? Well, he just proved her wrong.
The way she shivered when he pulled away proved that she felt that kiss all the
way to her toes.

“Liked that,
did you? Oh, baby. If you liked that, you’re in for a real treat. My tongue?
Well, I like to use it.”

“Huh, okay.
Yeah.” What did one say to that?

When they
walked into his apartment, Keith immediately shut the door and hauled her up
against it, kissing her deeply again. When he had to stop to get adequate
oxygen into his lungs, Pip asked if he had anything to drink.

“Sure. Are you
nervous?” He looked down at his obvious arousal. “I think it’s obvious that I
want you here, Pip, but if you’re having a change of heart, I’m okay with that
too.” He would never, not in a million years, force a girl to do anything she
didn’t want to.

“I am a little
nervous, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to. I do.” She licked her lips as
her eyes slowly roamed over his body from head to toe. “God, I really,
really
do.” She was a sucker for a leanly muscled man. Those long limbs and taut
muscles did it for her. Not too big or overbearing—just beautiful definition of
the male body.

Another one of
Keith’s dimpled smiles lit up his face. “I’m glad. And I’ll only say this once
more, I promise. If at any time, and I mean
any
time, you don’t want to
stay, just say so. No hard feelings.” Maybe “hard” wasn’t the right word to
use.

“Um, are
you
trying to get out of this? Oh my God. You are! Oh. I’m sorry. I’ll leave.”

Keith grabbed
her and pulled her up against him, placing her hand on his cock. “Uh, no. I am
not trying to get out of this, Pip. I just want to you to be sure.”

When she
caressed him, he lowered his head and gave her another smoldering kiss as his
hands moved over her body. He broke away again and walked into the kitchen.
“What would you like? I don’t have any olives, but I have vodka and tonic
water. Is that okay? I also have scotch and beer.”

“Actually, I’d
love a scotch.” There was a slight chill in the air as it had cooled down a bit
after the sun went down.

Keith saw Pip
run her hands over her arms, and walked over to flip the gas fireplace on low.
“Sit here and I’ll get us some scotch.”

Pip sat in the
chair he pointed to, grateful it was so close to the fireplace. “You know,
Keith, you really are a nice guy.”

“Thanks.
You’re a nice girl. And we’re going to have fun tonight.” He felt better and
better about what he was doing as they spoke. She really was a nice girl just
looking for a little excitement. In his book, there was nothing wrong with
that. They were single adults. No harm, no foul.

When he handed
her the quarter-filled glass of scotch, she patted the spot next to her. She
was sitting in one of those oversized chairs, but he still had to wrap his arm
around her to sit down. She put her hand on his thigh and took a sip of her
scotch.

“Oh, this is
good.” She couldn’t tell what kind it was, but she came from a Scottish family
and knew good scotch when she tasted it.

“I’m glad you
like it. I really don’t drink more than a beer or two that often, but when I
do, I like the good stuff.” They chatted about this and that as they finished
their drinks.

“Keith?”

“Um, hm?”

“Would you
mind if I took a quick shower?”

He didn’t even
bother answering her. He just picked her up, putting her glass down on the
table in the process, and carried her into his bathroom, where he stripped all
of their clothes off. She experienced orgasm number one in that shower.

“Fuck!” Pip
was grabbing the windowsill as Keith continued his intense assault on her clit.
“Oh my God! Oh, please.” No sooner had those words come out of her mouth than
she felt him insert one finger and then another into her.

He felt her
tightening around his fingers almost immediately. His cock throbbed with
wanting, but his fucking condoms were in his fucking bedroom. He’d have to wait
for his own release.

“Yes!” She
moaned loudly, thrashing her head from side to side as she came. He continued
to lick her more and more softly until she gently pushed him away.

“Wow. That was
really great, Keith. I mean
really
great. But you didn’t… I mean you…”

“Oh, don’t
worry, Pip. We’re nowhere near done.”

She smiled
down at him and reached for his hands, pulling him up. Kissing him was
thrilling and a bit erotic to her as she could taste herself on his lips. They
washed each other again, enjoying every caress.

When Keith
turned the water off, Pip’s body language told him she was nervous again. She
wasn’t even aware that she was rubbing her arms or biting her lip. “Pip. Spill
it. Why are you so nervous? I mean, you
did
enjoy that, didn’t you?” He
didn’t think she could have faked
that
reaction.

“Oh, yes! For
sure. You know I did.”

“Then what is
it? Hey, if you don’t want me inside you, that’s okay. I told you. You can say
no anytime.”
Please, please don’t say no.

“It’s nothing.
Let’s go to your bed.”

He actually
laughed—again. He laughed a lot around her, and he enjoyed it. “No, it’s
something. Tell me. I promise not to judge you or laugh.”

“Well, you promise
not to throw me out?”

“Of course.
What is it? You have a boyfriend? A girlfriend? What?”

“That was the
first orgasm I’ve ever had that I didn’t give myself, and—I’m a virgin.” Those
last three words were out so quickly, he wasn’t sure he heard her correctly.
She jumped out of the shower, and walked quickly toward the bedroom, Keith
right on her heels.

“Pip.” He
wrapped his fingers around her arm and turned her around to face him, a bit
surprised at her admission. “I don’t know if I’m the right guy for this. But if
you’re sure, I’d be honored to be your first. I promise I’ll do everything I
can to make it good for you.”

“Really?
You’re not going to freak out and make me leave?”

“No. You’re an
adult. You know what you want. We’ve both made it very clear that we’re not
looking for a relationship, and we’re not going to hurt each other. I’d like to
make love to you, Pip, if you still want me to.”

“I do. I guess
I’m just a little scared.”

“That’s okay.
If you can trust me, I can promise to make it good for you.” He kissed her
gently, trying to put her at ease as he pushed her back against the bed until
her legs hit.

Pip responded
by wrapping her arms around him and rubbing her tongue against his in a way
that made him moan in appreciation. His sounds encouraged her further. Leaning
back, she fell to the bed, taking him with her. She wrapped her legs around his
hips, feeling his hard cock pushing against the core of her body.

“Pip. I need
to get a condom.”

“You’re going
to do it already?”

“No, baby. Not
just yet.” He knew she was a little scared of the unknown, and he didn’t want
to have to stop when he was ready to enter her in order to put the condom on.
“I just want to be ready for you.”

“Oh, okay.”
She watched as he tore the package open, but stopped him before he placed it on
his rigid cock. “Can I do it? Show me how.”

He guided her
hands as she rolled the condom down over him. “Jesus. Your hands feel great.”
His body shuddered, showing the truth of his words. His reaction made her
bolder and she stroked him again. “Ah, yeah. That’s good, Pip.”

“Can I, um
lick it?”

“Oh God, no.”
At her forlorn look, he explained. “It’s not that I don’t want you to—God, I
do—it’ll just be over too soon. But later…” He let that sentence go as he
grabbed her hands and placed them behind his neck again as his hands
methodically explored her body. He took her lips with his and kissed her
gently, slowly adding pressure, and then slipping his tongue inside until she
was arching against him.

When more
foreplay caused her breath to come out in short, urgent puffs, his fingers
wandered down to stroke her until she was wriggling impatiently beneath him.
She was slick and swollen with need. He gently eased himself inside of her, but
stopped when she stiffened up. “You’re sure about this?”

“Yes. Please,
just do it.”

He lowered his
lips to hers once more and kissed her until she was clawing at his back. When
she started moaning, he entered her with one quick thrust. She again stiffened
against him, but it didn’t take more than a minute of his caressing and kissing
to have her hips arching against him in need.

“That wasn’t
so bad. And now it’s—good. Oh God. It’s really good.”

Using the last
of his condoms, he was able to please her—and himself—twice more before the
dawn broke. After making her breakfast and kissing her one last time, they
parted ways. It was a great night and neither one of them had any regrets. He
never did find out why she was leaving, but in the grand scheme of things, he
didn’t really need to know.

* * * *

Later that day,
Keith made himself go food shopping, a chore he hated. Strolling down the
cereal aisle, he came across a most pleasant surprise. The delivery girl was
there.

“Kelly,
right?”

The sight that
met him when she turned to fully face him, made his knees weak. Her short,
blonde hair was curled charmingly around her face, with long bangs that swept
across her forehead before being tucked behind her ear. Full, lightly glossed
lips immediately sent erotic thoughts to his brain as he pictured them on him.
She looked like she was all sugar and spice, but he already knew she wasn’t to
be trifled with.

“Yeah. Hey,
Lambert. You do your own shopping? I figured you rich guys had people to do
that for you.” He could tell she was yanking his chain by the slight upward
curve of her lips.