Playing Games
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I arched an eyebrow at him. "So I guess this means I get the top bunk?"
"Bottom."
"And where are you sleeping?"
"Oh, were we talking about sleeping?" His hand slid down to cup my ass. "I think, perhaps, we're talking about two different things, my lovely pig-tailed Katy."
"Mmm." I ran my thumb along his lower lip, then grazed it over his piercings. "Maybe you should be more specific as to what you were thinking of."
"I was thinking," he said, flexing those delicious fingers over my buttocks. "That maybe I'd climb into this bed and you'd squeeze in next to me and we'd see what color condoms we had in store for today."
I laughed softly at that, my fingers moving to brush his shaggy hair out of his eyes. "That doesn't sound like a bad idea to me."
"I think it's a fucking awesome idea, personally," he said, and leaned in, pressing his face between the valley of my breasts. "Because I haven't been able to get you out of my mind all day."
Just like that, all the teasing in me vanished, and every nerve ending flared to life. I sucked on a breath, my fingers tightening on his scalp as he nuzzled between my breasts, then kissed the curve of one through the fabric.
"Want to take this off?" Liam asked me, tugging at the hem of my shirt.
Did I ever. I ripped it over my head, exposing my belly and the ugly sports bra they'd given all the contestants. I quickly dragged the bra over my head as well, my torso bare.
Liam leaned in again, brushing his lips over my breastbone and then kissing the now-naked curve of my breast. I shivered, leaning against him, my eyes closed as I enjoyed the sensations. His mouth nipped at my skin, a languid trail to the tip of my breast.
I sucked in a breath when his mouth latched on to my nipple and he rolled it against the piercing on his tongue. A little moan escaped me as his hand slid to my other breast, his fingers plucking and playing with my nipple as his mouth worked the other in tandem. He felt so good against me, and I could feel my pulse racing at his touch, desire centering between my legs in response to his touch. "God, Liam, your mouth."
"And here I've always thought my fingers were the talented ones," he murmured against my breast, then bit lightly at one nipple even as he tweaked the other.
I whimpered, my knees going weak, and I sagged against him, clinging to his broad shoulders.
"Such pretty breasts, Katy," he murmured. "So small and perky, just like you."
"I don't know if you should be telling a girl that her breasts are tiny," I told him, then sucked in another breath when he nipped at the underside of my breast with his teeth.
"I like their size," he told me. "A perfect mouthful." And he slowly licked my breast, that piercing flashing against my skin.
I moaned, pressing up against him. "I want to lick you, too."
"But I'm enjoying licking you so much," he protested, flicking his tongue over my aching, hard nipple. "You wouldn't want to take that away from me, would you?"
"Never," I breathed, and my hand slid between his legs, stroking his cock through his clothing. He was already rock hard against my hand. "But I never got my turn to lick this."
He groaned then, and his hand left my breast, both of them moving to the waistband of my pants and tugging them down my legs. "Want you naked, Katy. Naked and sprawled under me right now."
Just the mental image of that drove me wild. I shoved at my clothing too, pushing them to my ankles and kicking them aside. I was naked then, and my hands tugged at his black race t-shirt, wanting to feel his naked flesh against mine.
"Help me get changed." He jerked at his shirt even as my hands went to the studded belt he wore.
I slid to my knees and tugged the buckle apart, then undid his fly. His cock pushed out against my hands, straining through his boxers, and I couldn't resist. I leaned down and rubbed my mouth against him through the thin cotton fabric of his underwear.
He jerked to a stop, groaning. "Ah, fuck, Katy. You're distracting the hell out of me."
"Am I? Gosh, that's a shame." I leaned in and grasped the waistband of both his jeans and his underwear, dragging them down until his cock was freed. "You're really going to hate it when I do this, then."
And I put my mouth on the head of his cock.
Liam groaned like a man in pain, so loud that it made me giggle, and I shushed him, wrapping my hands around his thick, hot length. "If you don't keep quiet, I'm going to stop."
He bit his lip, eyes closing, and leaned back against the tiny bunk. His hand moved to my hair, but didn't push me forward. Didn't do anything, just rested there.
But I was feeling heady with power and arousal. I was making Liam lose control, and eating it up. I moved in a little closer, until my bare breasts were pressing against his thighs, my nipples scraping against his legs. This was a major turn-on for me. I wrapped my fingers around his cock and ran my mouth over the thick head of him, exploring him with my tongue. Beads of pre-cum formed, and I licked them away as they appeared, then took the head into my mouth and lightly sucked, feeling those piercings with my tongue.
The breath hissed out of his throat, and his hand clenched in my hair.
"Sensitive?" I asked in a sultry voice.
"You could say that." He sounded like he was gritting his teeth.
I rolled my tongue over one of the piercings, then the other, and then took him into my mouth again. I didn't take him deep into my throat - I didn't know enough about how that would work with his piercings - so I just licked him like a lollipop, over and over again, with my clenched fist stroking his hard length occasionally.
He groaned again, and he tugged at my hair, trying to drag me away from his cock. "Katy," he panted, "You have three seconds to get on that bed."
"Or what?" I purred, but I was so slick with need that my flesh was rubbing back and forth when I pressed my legs together, and I wanted him deep inside me. So I crawled onto the bed and flipped over to my back, watching him.
He got up and opened his bag, and I watched in fascination as he pulled out a condom - blue this time - and rolled it carefully over his cock, adjusting it around his piercing. And then he glanced over at me and gave me a wicked, wicked look that made my entire body shiver with anticipation.
Liam pounced on me in the next second, sliding between my thighs. I flexed them against him in encouragement, but instead of sliding inside me, he got to his knees and grasped one of my thighs, pushing it back until my foot was in the air. Then, he pressed a kiss to the side of my foot and placed it on his shoulder. The movement stretched me wide, and I moaned with arousal, anticipation getting the better of me.
He ignored my needy sounds, placing his cock at my entrance with slow, deliberate care. I tensed, waiting for that delicious slide home, but it didn't come quite yet. Instead, he held there. His hand moved to my sex and his thumb grazed against my clitoris.
My choked gasp of pleasure echoed in the small room. My entire body tensed, ready to slide right into orgasm. This would take no time at all - I was already so turned on I was practically writhing against his hand.
Then, he pushed inside me.
The strangest little mewing sound came from my throat, involuntary. And then Liam was pressing forward, his mouth moving to capture mine even as he stroked deep. My leg was stretched onto his shoulder, my knee mashed up against my breast as he leaned in to kiss away my moans. And he began to thrust. Not hard, but quick and fast, and I felt each one deep inside me, stretched and exposed as I was.