Game for Tonight by Karen Erickson Read Free Book Online Page A

she lifted her arms, tilting her head up so he could pull off the offending piece of clothing. She lay back down, her rich, auburn-colored hair spreading out across the pillow, emphasizing her peaches-and-cream complexion, those dark brown eyes watching him, filled with unmistakable anticipation.
    Tearing his gaze from hers, he drank in her body, on display just for his perusal. Her skin was smooth and her breasts plump above the thin white silk and lace of her bra. Unable to stop himself, he reached out and traced the lace trim, skimming her skin, causing goose bumps to rise. She shivered as he, pleased to see the front clasp of her bra, ran his fingers between her breasts,. With a quick flick, he had the hook undone, the cups springing away from her. Offering him a tantalizing glimpse of her naked breasts.
    Her breathing increased, the quick rise and fall of her chest his first indication she was aroused, and she released a little whimper when he brushed aside first one cup, then the other. Her breasts were full, with hard nipples a deep rosy pink. Dipping his head, he breathed across her skin, and her hands immediately went to the back of his head, holding him there.
    Clearly indicating she wanted more.
    He gave it to her, raining kisses across the tops of her breasts, along the valley in between, purposely not touching her nipples. Driving her crazy, driving himself crazy, but he was saving that treat for last. Her fingers twisted in his hair as she arched against him, and he finally wrapped his lips around one nipple, sucking it deep, her flesh seeming to swell in his mouth.
    She moaned, writhing beneath him as he gave the same treatment to the other nipple. He sucked and licked, kissed and nipped before he slipped farther down and blazed a trail with his lips along her stomach.
    “Flynn,” she whispered, her hands never leaving his hair. He looked up at her, his cock growing even harder beneath the strangling confines of his pants at the sight before him. Her nipples were damp from his mouth, and a faint pink flush covered her skin. She shrugged out of the bra, tossing it onto the floor, and he could feel the heat of her from beneath the panties, scorching his chest. He was laid out on top of her, careful not to release all his weight, since he outweighed her by at least double.
    “Hold on.” He sprang away from her, climbing off the bed so he could get rid of his pants. First, he went to the dresser, grabbing a box of condoms out of the top drawer that he kept there because, damn it, he’d known it was gonna happen someday and he’d wanted to be prepared.
    That it was happening with Aubrey only made the entire moment that much freaking better.
    He tore open the box and grabbed a condom, then turned toward the bed to find Aubrey sitting up, her hair mussed, her gaze locked on him. She nodded toward his hand, a little smile tipping up the corners of her mouth. “Whatcha got there?”
    “Condom.” He tossed it so it landed on the end of the bed and then reached for the waistband of his pants, about to take them off when she shook her head, crooking her finger in the universal signal for come here .
    “Let me help you,” she murmured.
    Without hesitation, he went to her as she crawled across the bed until she knelt directly in front of him. She undid the button on his pants and slid down the zipper, her gaze zeroed in on the spot where she was working so diligently. Her hands shook as she shoved his pants off his hips, pushing them lower, revealing his hard cock straining against the confines of his boxer briefs. Without hesitation, she slipped her hands into the front of his underwear, her fingers curling around his erection and giving it a firm squeeze. His eyes closed at her first touch, and he grabbed her wrist, halting her from doing anything else.
    She tilted her head back, her delicate brow furrowed, mouth curved down. “Wh—”
    He didn’t let her get the words out. His other hand went around her nape