Wicked Game: a Billionaire Stepbrother Romance (21 page)

I rolled us over so that I was on top of him now.
 
His grin grew wider.

“I told you I liked the idea of you on top of me.”

“Shut up,” I ordered affectionately.

He grabbed my hips and tried to position me above his cock, but I slapped his hands away.
 
His puppy dog eyes looked confused, but the confusion disappeared as soon as he saw me slide down to the bed.
 
My fingers wrapped around his throbbing cock, and I watched his eyes roll back into his head.
 

Perfect.
 
Exactly what I wanted.

I leaned forward and ran my tongue around the head of his cock, making sure to go so torturously slowly that he couldn’t stand it.
 
It worked.
 
Deep, masculine grunts escaped Damien’s chest as I licked him.
 
His fists clutched at the bed sheets, searching for something to hold on to.
 

I took the head of his cock in my mouth and sucked.

“Jesus, Cleo!”

He tasted amazing.
 
I needed more of it.
 
Still painfully slowly, I took his cock in my mouth inch by inch.
 
Damien let out a low groan as I slid down his cock, taking as much of him into my mouth as possible.
 
The warm pulse on my tongue was like nothing I had ever experienced before.
 

I ran my tongue along the shaft, and Damien let out another deep groan.
 

“Fuck, Cleo, you’re going to kill me.”

I flicked my tongue over the head and grinned as his body lurched.

I was going to have a lot of fun bringing Damien Blackwood to his knees.

Before he could get used to it, I plunged forward, taking his whole cock in my mouth.
 
I bobbed up and down on it, no longer bothering to be slow and teasing.
 
Now I wanted him hard and fast.
 
I wanted to make him feel just as explosive as he had made me.
 
I swirled my tongue around his head, and the man nearly went cross-eyed.

“Stop,” he begged.
 
“Please, I can’t—oh fuck, Cleo!”

I pulled away at just the right moment, watching with a grin as Damien tried to keep a hold on himself.
 
His body twitched and shook with pleasure, and his chest rose and fell fast as he tried to catch his speeding breath.

His eyes glanced down at me.

“Get on my cock.
 
Now.”

His voice was hard and passionate.
 
It was an order.

I loved disobeying orders.

I crawled on top of him and leaned forward for one more kiss on the mouth.
 
He hungrily kissed me back, his arms wrapping around me and forcing me tightly to him.
 
His hands reached between us, trying to position himself to enter me, but I stopped him at the last minute.
 

A frustrated groan rumbled through his chest.

“Why?” he whimpered.

God, I really had brought him to his knees.

I was going to have fun with this.

“I might let you fuck me,” I whispered, trailing kisses down his shivering neck.
 
“But only if you do what I say.”

“Anything.”

 
“Beg for it,” I ordered with a cocky smile.
 

It was the same cocky smile he had given me, and he knew it.
 
He looked down at me desperately, his eyes wild with lust.
 
His whole body shook with need for me, and I could feel the tension in his fingers and arms.
 
Every inch of him was screaming out to grab me and fuck me until neither of us could move another muscle.
 

“
Cleo
,” he whimpered.

“Better than that.”

His expression was almost pained.
 

“Please,” he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut.
 
“I need you to fuck me.”

I crawled up his body, wrapping my legs around him.
 
His hips bucked up hard, eager to slip inside me.
 
I pushed him down with the same cocky grin.
 

My lips pressed against his.
 
His fingers dug into my hips, moving me on top of him.
 
Slowly, he pressed his cock against me.
 
I raised my hips just a fraction of an inch, stopping him from penetrating me at the very edge of it.
 

A frustrated groan escaped his lips.

“Beg for it,” I ordered.

His eyes fluttered open, and his gaze burned into me.

“Please!” he cried.

I slipped down onto his cock.

Immediately, his hips began to buck up into me.
 
I threw my head back as waves of pleasure began to roll over me again.
 
Damien’s eyes were fixed on me as I rode him, grinding my hips hard onto his cock.
 
Our rhythms matched each others after a moment, and every second brought us crashing harder and harder against each other.
 

Damien’s fingers dug into my skin, his strong arms pulling me closer and closer to him.
 
I could feel his heart hammering away in his chest.
 
He was getting close again, but this time, he wouldn’t be able to resist it.
 

With an evil grin, I sat back and began riding him slowly.
 
His eyes grew frenzied, no longer able to take my teasing.
 
His arms wrapped tight around my waist.

“Fuck, Cleo!
 
I need you!”

Before I could stop him, he rolled us over.
 

Now he was on top of me, his lips crushing mine as his hips bucked hard against me.
 
He pounded into me fast and hard, and moans escaped my throat again.
 
My fingers tangled in his hair as he fucked me, forcing his face to mine so we wouldn’t break the kiss.
 
His thrusts pushed me into the bed, taking from me what he wanted.
 

Every second brought him closer to the edge.
 
I felt his body lock up as he got close, and his eyes shut for a moment.
 
When they finally opened again, I leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth.

I locked eyes with him.

“Come for me,” I whispered.

Damien’s arms crushed me to him as he came inside me, his body wracked with little jolts of pleasure.
 
A deep growl thundered from his chest as he held me to him.
 
I collapsed onto his body, no longer able to keep myself from him.
 

We lay with our bodies entangled for a while, unwilling to leave each other.
 
By now, the sun had gone down outside our window.
 
Our naked, glistening bodies were bathed in pink and gold sunlight.
 
Damien’s fingers stroked my hair as we watched the last of the sun disappear beyond the blue ocean horizon.
  

“I love you,” he whispered from above me.

I pressed my lips to his throat.
 

“I love you,” I whispered back.
 

I laced my fingers with his as we fell asleep.

Finally together.

Forever.

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BLURB:

I’ve been broken since Dad died. Crippled by pain and the secrets I keep. I’m supposed to be perfect—the good girl with the 5.0 GPA and a ticket to Harvard. The last thing I need is a sexy, dangerous, tattooed bad boy stalking me, flirting with me, and calling me
Sis
with a cheeky grin. Especially if that bad boy is my obsessive childhood bully. Cal Gatlin.
I hate him.
But now that we are forced together by our parents' marriage, our acts are breaking down. He’s seeing the weak, imperfect side of me I’ve been terrified to show to anyone. And I’m discovering the pain beneath his cocky bad boy mask. Deep down, we’re each both just as broken as the other.
Loving Cal Gatlin hurts. It’s dangerous. It’s reckless.
But maybe we can save each other.