The Day He Kissed Her (Bad Boys of Crystal Lake 3)

She moved so that she could see his face, and the look in his eyes made her mouth go dry. He swooped in and slid his tongue over her lips as he slowly started to maneuver them toward his bedroom.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders, and she whispered, “What about Liam?”

“What about him?” His mouth pressed into her neck and she sighed. “He won’t know.”

“How can you be so…” God, his mouth. “Sure…”

“It’s the game.”

“What kind of game is that?” she asked breathlessly when he closed his door behind them.

Mackenzie tugged his shirt off and tossed it onto the ground, a wicked grin on his face. “For obvious reasons, we don’t want to make a whole lot of noise, so I propose we play the quiet game.”

His shorts joined his T-shirt on the ground; Mackenzie hadn’t been teasing when he said that he was going commando.

“The quiet game,” she repeated, her eyes on his taut stomach before they followed that thin line of hair downward. Damn.

Mackenzie beckoned her, and she walked toward him, desire pooling in her stomach. Her nipples were hard, her breasts aching for his touch. He slid a hand into her hair while the other found its way into the front of her shorts. Seconds later, he’d infiltrated her panties and his fingers were between her legs, gently stroking and teasing.

She opened her mouth, a soft moan escaping, and he slid his tongue inside and kissed her so sweetly, so thoroughly that her head spun.

“So this game,” he said, dragging his mouth away as he began to slowly blaze a trail down her neck. She let her head fall back—she let everything go slack, because as far as she was concerned, Mackenzie Draper could do whatever the hell he wanted to do with her.

Even play a game if it meant his mouth and fingers were involved.

He pressed his hard cock into her.

Oh, and there was that too.

“This game,” she said, eyes closed as she leaned into him.

“You can’t make a noise.” He nipped at the top of her breasts. “Not one little sound. No matter what I do to you, Boston, or you lose.” He paused. “And I plan on doing a lot.”

Her hands crept up into his hair, and she pulled on him until he was forced to look at her.

“What about you?”

“Same rules apply.”

She ground her hip against him, smiled when he inhaled sharply.

“So the first one who makes a noise loses?” she asked, tongue between her teeth as she felt for his cock. When her fingers found the hard length of him, the look on his face was hot enough to make her come.

“I like that,” he murmured. “You’re playing dirty.”

“I’m going to win,” she quipped, wrapping her hand around his cock as she slowly began to work him.

Mackenz

ie’s fingers continued their assault as they leaned back against the door. “Trust me, darlin’, even if you lose…”

He slipped two fingers inside her, but she clamped her mouth shut just in time.

“You win.”

He grinned, a wicked grin that disappeared soon after. They both got busy, and it wasn’t long after that Lily lost.

Holy hell, but she lost big time.