The Love Game

Iris smiled in a silent invitation to ecstasy. Tyler smiled back, eager to love every inch of her. Hoping to reach her heart.

Iris caught her breath. All she knew was this man, his touch and the magic he made with her body. Tyler licked his way down her neck. Iris quivered. His mouth moved slowly over her breast. Her nipples tightened. His lips wrapped around its tip. Her torso arched. She offered him more of her. Tyler released her to move farther down her body. A trail of heat followed where he led, melting her insides.

Her mind went blank. “You’re making me crazy.”

“I’m already there.”

His hands massaged her breasts, pinching her nipples as his mouth explored her navel. Iris closed her eyes, lost in sensation. She pressed her breasts into his palms and squeezed his hands. Tyler traveled lower. He stopped here and tasted her. There, he placed a kiss. The muscles in her abdomen fluttered and tightened. He blew a breath over the curls that masked her treasure. Iris dampened. Tyler drew his fingers through her nest. She arched from the mattress. Her core flooded with moisture.

“Ty.” She puffed his name on a breath.

“Let me love you.” His whisper was a surge of electricity, streaming from the crown of her head to the flesh eager and yearning between her thighs.

“Yes.” Had she begged? She was willing to.

Tyler gathered her hips and carried them to his mouth. He kissed her.

Ecstasy tore through her. It shocked her heart and stole her breath. Iris drove her head into the pillow. She gritted her teeth to keep from screaming her pleasure. Her hips rocked and twisted. Tyler held her in place with his hands, kissing her deeper with his lips and his tongue. Fulfilling his promise to love her, cherish her. Iris grew hotter. Her muscles strained tighter. Her hips lifted higher. Blood roared in her ears. Her heart thundered in her chest. Too soon her desire burst and her body rocked as though ready to tear apart. She stiffened, then collapsed in Tyler’s hands.

Tyler released her. Slowly, she opened her eyes. She found him taking a condom from his wallet.

“Let me.” Iris dragged herself to her knees and took the condom from him. She pressed her hand to his chest, urging him to the mattress. A thin sheen of perspiration gleamed on his muscles. His heart beat against her palm. She straddled him, then took him into her mouth. She sucked him once, twice, thrice before rolling the condom up his thick, rigid length. She clenched with anticipation of his filling her.

“Now let me love you.” Iris leaned forward to kiss him. She shivered as the hair on his pectorals teased her nipples.

She stroked her tongue across the seam of his mouth, teasing him. He opened for her, allowing her to deepen their kiss. Soon the sweet ache of desire awakened again. Iris straightened. The look in his eyes made her burn hotter. She was on fire for this man. Iris lifted her hips. She watched Tyler as she took him inside her. His eyes flared with hunger as she lowered herself onto him slowly, ever so slowly. Feeling all of him stretching all of her. Iris’s back arched as the thrill of possession shivered through her. Tyler reached for her, gripping her hips as his erection pressed up into her, filling her completely. Iris gasped, closing her eyes as sensation all but overwhelmed her.

Tyler worked her hips, guiding them to a rhythm that multiplied the pleasure. It was like pleasure in stereo. His length stroked her, a wicked caress that rocked her hips deeper and faster. His hands moved over her sides, rising past her waist and up her torso to cup her breasts. Iris arched her back, pressing her nipples into his palms. Tyler caressed them, kneaded them. Iris’s desire grew more and more urgent.

“Can’t think.” She leaned forward, reclaiming Tyler’s gaze.

“Not supposed to.” Tyler lowered his hands. He lifted his head and drew her nipple into his mouth.

Iris gasped, rubbing her spot against him. Tyler slipped his fingers between them and found her. Iris worked herself against his touch even as he moved inside her. Her muscles strained. The pleasure grew sharper, tighter, deeper. Tyler’s power lifted her higher. She pressed down on him again and again. Her muscles wrapped tighter and tighter—until she shattered.

Tyler rolled over and covered her. His hips moved with hers, his rhythm fast and deep, echoing her pulse. Then with one final powerful thrust, his climax joined with hers.

* * *

Tyler was back in the associates’ lounge Monday morning. He scanned the large cheerfully decorated room. The stakes were much higher since the last time he’d been at a meeting in this room. Someone’s job was at risk.

“If you don’t think any of us are responsible for the leak, what are we doing here?” Ted, the IT analyst, seemed to be the spokesperson for the ten-member design team assigned to “Osiris’s Journey.”

“We don’t think it was a malicious leak.” Tyler stood to address the team. “Maybe the person meant to send the positive test results to the e-zine.”

“Or he or she didn’t mean to send test results outside of the company at all.” Iris spoke from an armchair. “This whole thing could have been an accident.”

Ted snorted. “That’s naive.”

His father had said the same thing. Am I being naive? But why would anyone sabotage the success of a project on which they’d worked so long and hard?

“The fact is we don’t know how Tipper got his hands on a copy of the earlier results.” Tyler couldn’t control his urge to pace the room any longer. “But no one believes anyone at Anderson Adventures would send it to him, intending to harm the company. What would be the motive

?”

Malek Gifford, a game designer, looked from Iris to Tyler. His thin dark features were tense. “How are you going to find the leak?”

“Let’s go over the test procedures again.” Tyler paced as Ted, Malek and others reviewed in painful detail each step of the testing process. He filled in their blanks with his specific responsibilities.