Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83

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I grabbed her hips. Pulled her tighter against me. Let her feel exactly what she was doing to me.

She turned around. Her body pressed against mine, her breasts soft and heavy against my chest. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my mouth down to hers.

The kiss was hot. Wet. Her tongue slid against mine, tasted like cherry, and her fingers tangled in my hair and tugged.

All I could think about was burying my cock inside her. Deep. Hard. Until I forgot every word Celeste had

ever said to me.

“We should get a room,” I groaned into her ear.

She pulled back. Her smile was bright. Excited. “Come with me.”

She took my hand and led me off the dancefloor, down a corridor I hadn’t noticed before. Past a velvet rope that the bouncer unhooked when he saw her. Down a hallway lined with doors. She stopped at the end of the hall and pushed one open.

A VIP room. Leather couches. Dim red lighting. A king-sized bed against the far wall. It was the kind of room that existed specifically for this purpose.

“How did you get this room?” I started.

She put her finger on my lips. “Shh. Everything else can wait. Just fuck me.”

She pulled me into the room and the door clicked shut behind us.

She was on me before I could say another word. Her mouth against mine, her hands tugging at my belt, her body pressing me backward until my knees hit the edge of the bed and I fell onto it.

She dropped to her knees.

Quick, efficient, and hungry.

Her fingers worked my belt open, pulled down my zipper, reached into my pants and pulled out my cock.

It was already hard, already throbbing, the head swollen and red in the dim light.

She licked her lips. “Fuck. You’re big.”

“Show me what you can do with it,” I told her.

She wrapped her hand around the base and opened her mouth wide. She took me in. All of it. In one go. Her throat opened up and swallowed my entire cock, her nose pressed against my pubic bone, her tongue working the underside.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

She pulled back slowly, letting every inch of her tongue drag along my shaft. When only the head

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remained in her mouth, she sucked, hard. Her cheeks hollowed and I felt the pressure, the suction, pulling at my cock, drawing pre-cum from the tip.

She swallowed. Tasted it. Moaned.

Then she went down again.

Her head bobbed up and down, up and down, faster and faster. Her hand worked the base, squeezing and twisting, while her mouth took the rest. She was good. She was so fucking good. Her tongue found every sensitive spot, her lips tight around my shaft, her throat opening up every time she took me deep.

I grabbed a handful of her red hair and pushed her down. Held her there. Felt her throat contract around my cock as she gagged.

Her eyes watered. She didn’t pull away.

I held her for ten seconds. Fifteen. Twenty.

She gagged again. A wet, choked sound. Saliva dripped down her chin. Still she didn’t pull away.

I let her up. She gasped, coughed, strings of spit connecting her mouth to my cock.

“You like that?” I asked.

She nodded, catching her breath. “Do it again.”

I pushed her back down.

This time I fucked her mouth. Held her head still and thrust into her throat, my cock sliding in and out of her wet, warm mouth. She moaned around me, the vibrations traveling up my shaft, making my toes curl.

I pulled out. A thick rope of saliva stretched from her lips to my cock. She opened her mouth and I spat into it. She swallowed and smiled.

“Stand up,” I told her.

She stood. I pulled off her tank top. Her breasts spilled out. They were even bigger than I’d imagined. Heavy. Full. Perfect pink nipples, already hard, already begging for attention.

I grabbed them. Squeezed them. Pushed them together until her cleavage formed a tight channel.

“Put your cock between them,” she whispered.

I did.

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