Trust Game (17 page)

Reese

“She …”
I gasp for air, “was here, so it feels wrong.”

Moving one of his hands, Everett brushes the wet strands from my cheek and strokes my hair before he’s holding my face again snugly.

“She never lived here. She never slept in that room or bed upstairs. Krystal would’ve never wanted to be here. Reese, I’ve shut the door to my past. You have to, too. Your pain and insecurity over her is killing me inside.”

My eyes begin to search his, my mind absorbing his words, my heart wanting to believe them.

“Let me tell you what I was thinking in there. You make me feel like I matter, fancy face.
I
think this place is breathtakingly perfect, and you substantiated that.

“
You validate all that I long to believe about myself, from saying I’m smart and successful to being a talented artist. You see me.”

Yanking my body
to him, he holds me against his chest. “It’s scary as hell. I feel the fear, too, sweetheart, but the worry of not getting another chance to touch you or talk to you again is more paralyzing.” He holds me back and stares into my eyes.

“Everett,
I’ve never felt these strong of feelings before, and it’s too soon.”

“
I know it’s fast, but you gotta believe that I want this. Every second you’re not near me, I miss you, yet you’re not mine to miss. Dammit, Reese, I want you to be.”

He
lets one of my arms go as I try to raise it to wipe my eyes. I dry my face. “You don’t wish I was her?”

“
I only want you, so stop being so damn difficult.” Sighing with relief, Everett scoops me off the ground and into his arms. “Let’s try this again. I was attempting to make love to you, and you’re going to let me this time.”

He
treks us back to his room and begins to unbutton my shirt again. “I probably look awful now.”

His hands stop moving
as his eyes stab me with a lethal stare. “Do you want to be made love to, or do you need to be spanked and fucked for being so damn trying?”

H
is authoritative words create a screaming ache and pool of wetness between the peaks of my thighs.

“I think both,” I answer smoothly
.

“Damn, I love that mouth of yours and that daring woman inside, who keeps dabbling
with ecstasy.”

Everett
gently slips off my shirt and bra while tracing my lips with his tongue. The tingle is hair-raising as he sucks and drags my bottom one into his mouth, the sensual act drawing me out to play with the pleasure he’s providing.

U
ndoing his jeans, I tug them open and rub his erection through his boxers until he’s breathing harshly. Everett’s bent over in a flash, untying his shoes.

S
oft hair calls to me, so I shove my hands into it and massage his scalp as he groans lightly, hurriedly stripping us naked.

H
e’s on top of me before my head hits the pillow, his mouth skimming its way down my stomach, leaving a wet trail of determination.

My fingers root in his hair
again, pulling it with every slick stroke of his tongue. Right above my hip bone, he bites lightly on the thin skin before he’s sucking on it hard.

“I think I need to mark you, Reese, so you don’t forget who is in charge of pleasuring you. So you don’t lose sight of who I want.”
He sucks harder, the sting erotic, causing me to flinch.

Everett’s hands pin the top of my legs, holding me to the bed as he moves between them. I grip the
sheets, preparing for his next assault. He sucks harder on the delicate skin of my inner thigh and pulls it with his teeth.

“
Oh, damn, I’m liking this,” he says.

Glancing down
, I see him appraising his work before his mouth is on the move again. I can’t resist lifting my hips to him when I feel his blistering breath hovering, making me wait for the pleasure.

Fingers open me wide, the cool air hitting
instantly, mingling with his searing breath, and I need him to lick me now. “Please, Everett.”

“Game time, baby.”

My head lifts to look at him. “You mean time for your mouth to play, right?”

He chuckles. “Only if you answer my questions correctly.”

“No, Everett. No more fucking games.”

“You know what? I think you do need spa
nkings.” He’s up and at the side of the bed faster than I can process what to make of this. “I want you across my lap now.”

“You’re serious?”

“Do I look like I’m joking?” he asks, his eyes stabbing me with a dark spike of lust.

“Have you done this before?”

“No, but we’re experiencing new things, so bring that ass over here.”

“Hell no.” He can think again if he believes for one second that I’m lying across his lap. Blowing out a breath, he r
uns his hands through his hair and stands. I watch as his virile nakedness struts across his room and enters a closet.

“I know what game you like to play,” he says
loudly with frustration.

“What’s that?”
I ask, shouting back, curious as to what the hell he’s up to.

“Tag
. I bet you had all the boys chasing after you on the playground, and I bet after you
exhausted
them, you stopped so they could catch you. You know why?”

He returns from the closet carrying a belt. Surely, he doesn’t think I’m letting him spank me with that.

“Please, enlighten me since you think you know me better than I know myself,” I say, holding my hand up toward him.

“Because you loved it. You wanted
to be caught, but it had to be on your terms. You haven’t changed, but the terms have. You have one boy chasing you now since he will beat up any others who try.”

I roll my eyes. Caveman
.

“And
this boy is not letting you call the shots. He takes what he wants. Now, you are going to lie over my legs, or I’m coming after you, and there will not be a chase.”

Sticking my chin up at him, I cross my arms.

“I am not a child, and I’m not lying across your lap like one so think again.”

Within seconds, I’m gasping for air
as my face digs into the sheet. Everett has flipped me over to my stomach and has somehow angled me diagonally on his bed before straddling me. He grabs my arms and holds my hands together in front of my head.

“You are one stubborn-
ass woman.” Stretching over, he wraps the belt around my wrists and the corner post of the bed. He’s Johnny on the spot when he wants something. 

The belt is pulled snugly, making my elbows press into the mattress. The pillow is tossed to the floor before he’s straddling me farther down my legs.

“Fuck, you look hot like this. My dick couldn’t get any harder. I’m going to spank you until you change your attitude. Then, I will lick you until you’re coming in my mouth. I hope you wise up and answer correctly since I still prefer the latter.”

I huff, the air evacuating loudly.

“No. I’m
not
cooperating.”

Leaning over, I feel his wet tongue dragging down my spine, the nerves beneath shuddering, sending bumps of evidence to the surface.

The cheeks of my ass are spread wide before his slick tongue is sliding between my crack, springing forth a shock of pleasure that soars through me like shooting stars.

“Tell me no, Reese. Challenge me with your will, so I can crush it. I’ll show you what yes means until you’re screaming the word.”

I flinch, the sting radiating outward from the first smack. His hand managed to cross both of my cheeks.

“Who takes
what he wants?”

“Everett since he’s the
spoiled
brother. Ouch.” I think my elbows came off the bed for that one.

“
You just lost the bonus round, so you better wise up, buttercup, before my tongue goes nowhere but your mouth.” His fingers slip right into me, and I back against them. Yes. I want more of that.

“
So fucking wet. It’s like I suspected; you still want to be caught.” Maybe it’s time to cooperate, so he’ll replace his fingers with his tongue. “Who wants you and only you, Reese?”

“You do.”

Everett massages my ass while his other hand moves lazily in and out of me.

“
Good girl. Who is going to stop doubting what I want?”

“I am.” Pleasure be
gins to escalate as his talented hands continue playing with me.

“Who is going to stop being so damn difficult?”

“You, I hope.” Oww! I couldn’t help myself, and that was the hardest yet, producing a wince, but it’s adventuresome and exciting.

“You answered
two wrong, since I’m not spoiled, and two right, so let’s have a tie-breaker and see where you want my tongue. Do you enjoy being bound and spanked?” I groan as I weigh whether he would deny me his tongue if I say no?

“I can imagine
what you’re thinking, so I’ll make this easy for you. I never bluff. Your soaked pussy or your mouth only. Which is it going to be?”

“Yes, I like to be bound
and spanked.”

“
Good girl. I’m giving you back the bonus round. Get this right, and I make you come twice. Where do you want my tongue, fancy face?”

Good grief. “On and in my pussy.”

“It’s so true that it’s the quiet ones who are the freakiest.”

“Everett!” I yank on the belt, losing patience over his taunting.
He snickers, and I will come up with a payback for this. “I’m really not comfortable. Will you please undo the belt?”

After my wrists are
freed, I roll onto my back. He climbs over me and holds himself up by his stiffened arms, his intense look smoldering with desire. Swooping in, he gives me a swift kiss.

“You’re fucking incredible, and don’t forget it,” he says. Moving down my body, he settles his chest between my thighs and rests my legs over his contoured shoulders.

His mouth is on me, languid strokes returning the riveting sensations. A fiery cover of heated breath overlays his magic tongue, and I want it everywhere, a need so urgent it’s indescribable. The propensity to completely give myself to him this soon goes against all rational thought, but I can’t fight it any longer.

Penetrating the tender thoughts,
the slow strokes of pleasure claim my brain and body in a stealth move, shocking me with blasts of mind blowing sensations.

When I think they’re about to end, I go to pull away, but Ev
erett forcefully clutches my ass.

“I said two orgasms
.” Giving no mercy, he yanks me closer to his hungry mouth, becoming voracious, delivering powerful strokes before his tongue is flicking fast.

The glorious tingling is m
ounting again, my nerve endings waiting for the gun to fire, signaling their start to the finish line. Everett sucks in my clit, pulling the trigger, and his mercy is not desired as the pleasure floods my body.

My whimpers are moans, echoing from the vaulted ceilings until the
y are drowned by his immense growl. He’s moving over me, burying his engorged cock as deeply as he can, and he’s not close enough.

That indescribable need
is resonating in my soul once again.
Let go, Reese
.

Everett

“
Christ
, each time you somehow feel better than the last.” My eyes are closed as I fight the urge to pull back and drive into her like a crazed animal. She already brings me to the brink of it.

“Everett.” Hearing my nam
e off her tongue has my eyes opening to see her stunning face. It’s flushed, her breaths are quickened, and there are tears casting a glistening light.

“Did I hurt you?” I ask
anxiously.

She blinks rapidly in an attempt to
banish them.

“No, you didn’t hurt me. It’s unreal how good you make me feel, especially when you’re inside of me.”

I’m holding myself up, needing her to tell me what’s wrong, so I can move. “What is it, Reese?”

“Everett,
I want to be yours for as long as you’ll let me. Please don’t ever stop catching me.”

Dropping to my forearms, I
cradle her cheeks. Damn, she’s letting me in completely. Fixated on her loving eyes, I begin to move, the tightness squeezing my cock until it’s straining to burst.

My heart feels the same fucking pressure as her
arms encircle my neck and pull me closer, the heat smoldering between us.

“You’re all mine, fancy face, and I’m not letting you go.” She smiles at me, and I wholeheartedly believe she was sent
to me from the heavens.