Game For Love: Love Games (Kindle Worlds) by Mara Jacobs

runner and hope he can pick up the extra yards with a move or two.”
    “A move or two?”
    His hand spread her wider, and he laid his cock against her throbbing core. Set it on her, almost balancing it there, freeing that hand so that he could put a finger inside her. “You know, nothing fancy, just a move, a dance, a juke, to get the desired results.” His finger slipped inside, and he swiftly added another. They went in easily, she was so slick and wet. And hot. So, so hot.
    His thumb eased up under his shaft and made tiny circles around her nub. It was distended and tender. He flicked over it, but realized from Marlee’s intake of breath how sensitive it was. He instead began stroking the surrounding flesh. Declan could feel the vibrations pouring from her. Her head began to roll from side to side. Gorgeous, naked, his fingers inside her, his cock resting on her, his thumb practicing magic within her. He was reeling with sensation just watching her. Her own hands were on her breasts where he’d wanted them, where his eyes were now watched.
    Her breath came in short gasps and her beautiful face went into full flush.  
    “That’s it, Marlee. Get there. Get there, baby. Get your first down.” His fingers inside her wiggled upwards, scraping the tender skin, and his thumb once again flicked across her. “Come for me, Marlee.”
    His voice sent her over. “Oh, God. Declan.” Her body stiffened, then burst. She convulsed around his fingers as her body cried out. Her breasts jiggled as she gasped for breath. Declan coaxed her body along with soft whispers of encouragement and with slow pressure from his hands. He was taking all he could from her, not letting her come down until he was ready. She heaved again, spiraling higher than she had the first time.
    After what seemed a breathtaking eternity, Declan slowed his touch to a soft stroking, and Marlee began her descent. Her breathing returned to normal and she seemed to regain her focus, which she then turned on Declan.
    “So, the moves were made and the desired effect was achieved,” she said when she finally spoke. She bent at the waist to sit up, but he moved a hand to her tummy and gently held her down.
    “Yes, but let’s say, again for the sake of your education, that the pass was incomplete.”
    “You threw a bad pass? Do you do that?” she teased.  
    “No. Never. Any pass of mine that wasn’t caught was entirely the receiver’s fault.” They shared a smile at his teasing. Holy shit, she’d just come apart in his hands and that smile—her smile—made him even harder.
    He moved his hands to the tops of her thighs, caressing, stroking. His erection was tight up against her, hovering near her entrance. “Right. So, fourth down. This is when you’d normally punt it away, so the other team has further to go. But if it’s only a few yards, sometimes you go for it.”
    “And are we? Going to go for it, I mean?” It wasn’t a loaded question, but Declan felt there might be all sorts of deeper meanings in that simple ask. He seriously wanted to…go for it. With Marlee.
    “Absolutely.” He skimmed his hands down her thighs; when he got to her knees he bent them, causing her to take her calves from behind him, where they’d been locked to his thighs. Though he mourned the loss of contact, he had something better in mind and Marlee saw it from the gleam in his eyes as they locked on hers.
    “So. Let’s say fourth and two, that’s when you’d typically go for it. This is easy, a quarterback sneak, where I take the ball and dive through the line. Or hand off to a bruiser of a running back and let him bulldoze his way through. Pretty standard stuff.” He lifted her knees, ran his hands down her calves, and placed her feet over his shoulders. At her look of surprise, he continued, “Except…”
    “Except?”  
    Still standing, he spread his legs a little, giving himself better leverage.
    “Except I hate standard stuff. So, instead of the short