Free Her Perfect Game by Shannyn Schroeder Page B

stared at her with wide eyes.
    â€œGet naked, Jonah.” She pushed her jeans off and stepped out of them. He did the same. His dick sprang when he removed his underwear, and she licked her lips.
    â€œDon’t even think about it.”
    She raised an eyebrow.
    â€œI mean, save it for later. I need to improve my reputation.”
    She laughed. “You’re such a guy sometimes.”
    â€œUh, all the time, thanks.”
    â€œNo, I mean, you’re worried about what? The fact that you didn’t make me come this morning? It was still good sex. And it was fun.”
    â€œI don’t know who’s been telling you lies, but sex without an orgasm isn’t good. I plan to show you good. Excellent even.” He grabbed her waist, turned, and tossed her on the bed.
    She liked Jonah when he was aggressive and pushy. He was so laid-back the rest of the time, it was a turn-on to know he only did this with her. Well, in bed, but she didn’t want to stop to think if he was like this with other women.
    And a second later, she couldn’t think at all because Jonah’s mouth was on her nipple, his fingers rubbing her clit. Then he slipped a finger in. Her hips caught his rhythm and met his hand. A second finger joined the first, and he curled them inside her while his thumb continued to stroke her clit.
    It felt like her whole body was lifting off the bed, but his weight kept her grounded. He kissed her neck, her ear, and then back to her mouth. His hand picked up the pace, and her muscles convulsed as the orgasm washed over her. She was breathless, but Jonah continued to kiss her, stealing her oxygen, making her light-headed.
    When her hips stopped moving, he levered himself above her, brought his fingers to his mouth, and licked them. “Tasty.”
    Then his tongue replaced his hand and he began to lap at her in slow, smooth strokes. Charlie was going to push him away. She was too sensitive, but as his tongue slid over and around her lips, everywhere but her clit, she felt her lust building again. He pushed his tongue into her, and a moan of approval vibrated against her.
    Before she knew it, she gripped his hair and held him in place while he tasted and licked her. The need built slow and steady. Her breath began to hitch, and she tried to drag his mouth back to her clit, to give her the release she sought again, but he held fast. He would swipe his tongue close, circle around, but not quite hit the mark.
    If this had been their first time, Charlie would’ve thought he needed a road map. But he was doing this intentionally. He was doing his best to torture her. He’d tongue fuck her for a minute or two and then pull away and nibble on the tendon at the juncture where her thigh met her pelvis.
    Just when she thought the frustration would make her scream, Jonah came at her again, giving her a real reason to scream. He licked all over and finally sucked her clit into his mouth and held it between his teeth. She shattered after she screamed, and she couldn’t breathe.
    When she opened her eyes, Jonah’s face was above hers with a satisfied grin. “Excellent?”
    She couldn’t talk; her lungs still couldn’t fill to capacity, so she nodded.
    He leaned close to her ear and whispered, “And I’m still not done with you, Charlie.”
    She closed her eyes and swallowed hard. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take.

    Jonah couldn’t look in Charlie’s eyes. When she was like this, she was so open and vulnerable. It made him feel like shit. But that didn’t stop him from putting on a condom and sliding into her.
    Being inside Charlie was like coming home. She hadn’t been his first girlfriend, or his last, but she’d always been the only one he loved. Which is why he felt shitty for leaving her. Yet she accepted him back as if it had been no big deal.
    He buried his face in her neck and breathed in her scent as he buried his cock as