Game of Lust: Breaking Point by John Sheridan Page B

kitchen counter. You have no
idea how often I think about having your dick inside of me.’
    ‘That would be incredible.’
    ‘You like the thought of sliding your long hard cock
into my tight wet pussy?’
    ‘It’s all I think about.’
    ‘Do you want me that bad?’
    ‘I want you more than you know. I dream about what
it would feel like to be inside of you.’
    ‘I would love that. I would want it skin on skin. I
would want a nice raw passionate fuck.’
    He pressed his groin up against my ass. I could feel
a hard bulge digging into me.
    ‘Are you hard?’
    ‘Yes.’
    ‘Did all this talk about fucking me turn you on?’
    ‘Lily, everything about you turns me on.’
    I turned to face him. I handed him a glass of wine.
‘I want you to down it.’
    ‘I have to drive home...’ I spoke over him.
    ‘You are staying the night. Now, down this drink.’
    ‘What about your husband? Won’t he be back in the
morning?’
    ‘Forget about him. Drink it.’
    ‘But...’
    ‘If you stay the night there is a good chance I will
end up sucking your cock.’
    Axels jaw nearly hit the floor it hung so far open.
    I had never sucked his cock before.
    He downed the glass of wine in one go.
    ‘Good boy.’ I handed him the second glass. ‘I want
you to down this one, too.’
    ‘Are you trying to get me drunk?’
    ‘Yes.’
    He smiled a cheeky smile.
    He downed the second drink.
    ‘Good boy. I have a reward for you.’
    ‘You do?’
    I leaned forward towards him. I could see the look
of anticipation etched into his face. This was something we have never done. It
was something he had always wanted to do, but I shot him down at every single
opportunity. I pressed my lips against his. I could feel him pressing his lips
back against me. I don’t know who did it first, but our mouths opened. His
tongue slipped smoothly into my mouth, as we began to tilt our heads from side
to side. It was a deep passionate kiss that carried six months of frustration
and emotions. It had been so long since I had actually kissed a man. I forgot
how amazing it could be.
    I pulled back from the kiss.
    We exchanged smiles.
    ‘Wow,’ he chuckled.
    ‘Go back into the living room. I will bring some
fresh drinks in.’
    ‘I...’
    I cut him off.
    ‘Go!’ It was an order. He knew the rules of this
game. You did what I said.
    I waited until he left the kitchen before I started
giggling. That kiss was fucking fantastic. Butterflies were fluttering within
the depths of my stomach. He had to break tonight. I wouldn’t be able to hold
out. I wanted him so bad. I turned my attention back to the bottle of wine. Two
fresh glasses were poured out. I picked them up off the counter, headed down
the corridor, and re-joined Axel in the living room.
    ‘Axel,’ I spoke his name softly, as I walked over to
the coffee table.
    ‘Yes?’
    ‘Take off your clothes.’
    He bit his bottom lip for a moment and then got to
his feet. I placed the wine on the table and watched. I did love watching him
undress. It was the build up and tension. He got my blood going. Axel unclipped
his belt and popped open the button on his trousers. I watched them drop down
around his ankles. The next to go was his t-shirt. It was pulled up over the
top of his head. A warm glow tickled the inside of my tummy at the sight of his
naked chest. I could run my tongue all over that. Axel kicked off his shoes,
stepped out of his trousers, and promptly removed his socks.
    ‘Are you forgetting something?’ I gestured with a
nod of his head to his boxer shorts.
    He smiled that cheeky smile.
    His boxer shorts were pulled down.
    My heartbeat rapidly increased.
    His long hard cock was standing fully erect in the
air in front of me. It was a magnificent weapon of pleasure. I have watched him
stroke it so many times. I wished that it was inside of me. I bet it would feel
insanely good inside of me. He stepped out of his boxer shorts.
    ‘Sit on the couch.’
    He did as he was told.
    ‘Stroke your cock