This is Effortless (Checkmate Duet 4)

“Ooh…that sounds like a challenge, Deputy.”

“And you should know that there hasn’t been a challenge I haven’t been successful at, so you might as well quit now and save yourself the embarrassment.”

Tilting my head up to look at the smug grin on his face, I roll my eyes at his attempt to intimidate me.

“You forget who you’re playing? I grew up with four older brothers who wouldn’t blink twice about pushing me into a huge pile of horseshit.”

Drew laughs and brushes a hand through his hair, pushing it off his face.

“In the rain,” I continue with a serious face.

“Well, I’m glad they toughened you up so I won’t feel so bad when I kick your ass and win.” He trails his tongue along his lower lip and he watches me study him. “You’re too easy.”

“I beg to differ!” I say, pretending to be offended and smack him across the chest. I lower my hand down his stomach and wrap my palm around his semi-erect cock. I feel him twitch immediately as a smile plays on my lips.

I know he’s always super sensitive afterward, which makes this even better. “Want to take bets how long it takes for you to get hard again? Then we can talk about easy.”

“Well, your hand or mouth on my dick is going to make it hard no matter what, so that can’t be a contingent.”

“Okay,” I say, removing my hand. “Let me watch you do it and if you make me come, I’ll tell you my number.”

“So that’s what it’s going to take, huh? You want to come while watching me jerk off and come all over myself before you’d tell me?” He wraps a hand around his shaft and begins stroking himself.

Holy shit, that’s hot. Drew is pumping his dick, making it hard again. That thick vein down his shaft is ready to burst and watching the way he handles himself is doing things to me. Drew is big and thick and it doesn’t take him long to be at full attention either, which is making this little game extremely frustrating at the moment.

“You want to ride it, don’t you, sweetheart?” he asks in a gravelly tone as he turns his head and looks at me. He smiles when he catches me blushing.

“No,” I lie and I can tell he knows it, too.

He smirks.

“Want to know what I’d like to do to you right now?” he asks, and I swallow as I watch his hand pump faster. I nod slowly, biting my lower lip to keep myself from speaking.

He arches a brow and notices my hesitation. He works his cock harder and cups his balls with the other. Sweet Baby Jesus. Stay strong, Court. If I cave, he’ll never let me hear the end of it.

He smiles when he sees me crossing my legs.

“I’d take you from behind, but instead of pounding you into the bed, I’d fuck you up against the wall with your hands raised and cuffed. I’d spread your legs and dive in so fucking deep, pictures would start falling off the walls. I’d pull you close and wrap my hand around you so I could tease that sensitive, swollen clit. I’d rub your pussy so good, you wouldn’t be able to control yourself when you came hard on my dick. You’d tense up and scream out my name as you rubbed your ass against me, begging for more and riding your orgasm out as long as possible. Just when you’d think it was over, I’d spin you around and kneel in between your legs as I licked up your orgasm. I’d wrap your legs around my neck as you balanced against the wall and I’d devour every inch of your perfect, sweet pussy. You’d come on my tongue and you’d taste so fucking good, I’d go back for seconds and thirds.”

He finally pauses, giving my heart a chance to catch up. Good God, this man. He knew his words would be enough to get me all worked up, but I think he’s also working himself up in the process. His head falls back as he slows his strokes, and I can tell he’s trying to calm himself down. Watching him and hearing those words, I can’t restrain myself any longer. Fuck it.

I put my hand around his shaft, pushing his away in the process. He opens his eyes and folds his arms behind his head, looking smug as fuck. Bastard. A grin plays on his lips, and I can’t even be mad at the way he just totally played me, because he’s so damn good at reading people.

“Fine, I’ll tell you,” I surrender, needing to relieve the ache between my legs.

With a victorious smile, he turns and faces me. He wraps a hand behind my neck and pulls me toward him until our mouths meet. A heated, passionate kiss leads to him on top of me. He kisses down my neck and in between my breasts, giving special attention to each nipple first before making his way down and circling my clit with his tongue.