Game On! (Seaside Heat) by Dani Jace Read Free Book Online Page A

from the stairs, he set her solidly on her feet, but didn’t let go. “You okay?”
    Her heart beat like a bird’s, fragile and apprehensive. Facing him, she hugged his neck. “Think so.”
    He dropped the swim trunks onto a chair and took her by the hand. Then he gazed about the room. “It’s as big as a small apartment.”
    “It’s supposed to be an entertainment room. I had to give up my place to cover my lawyer’s fees. Mom and Dad insisted I come home.”
    He studied the room. “The colors are you. Bright. Energetic.”
    Her mother had painted each wall a different color. If it’d been left to Jordan, everything would have been black, like her heart had felt at the time.
    He approached the array of pictures on the aqua wall. Heath touched her image on each one as if trying to gauge her past.
    She moved beside him.
    “You still play lacrosse?”
    After being labeled the other woman, she’d never show her face in that social circle again. She wiped a bit of dust from the top of the frame. That part of life was dead and buried. “Afraid not.”
    He pointed to the picture of her playing football with her brothers when she was ten. “That’s why you’re so tough.”
    “I don’t feel tough around you.” More like a weak kitten, yet she liked the sensation.
    “Could have fooled me.” He slid behind her and gathered her in his arms. “Have I just broken a barrier?”
    She lolled her head against him. Flooded with memories and emotions from their last date, she warmed. His talented tongue and skilled hands had brought her to orgasm easily. But then again, what woman wouldn’t soften when his head was between her legs? “You couldn’t tell last time?”
    “Hmmm, I thought I had you at a disadvantage.” He nibbled her earlobe.
    Jordan enjoyed being swept away. Again. “Yet you wouldn’t let me have the same fun.” She ground her butt against his crotch. Lord, if she soon didn’t get a visual on what her toes and ass registered worthy of a Trojan Magnum, she’d have to change her panties.
    He spun her to face him, eyes glittering with desire. “How much fun do you plan?”
    The pool could wait. Smiling, she pushed him backward until his knees hit the edge of her bed. Reaching between them, she molded her fingers around the base of his shaft and worked up. “I’m judging quite a bit.”
    “All yours, baby.”
    Jordan made quick work of his t-shirt and palmed his chest, covered in enough light brown hair to be manly. Smoothing her hand down, she flicked his nipple.
    He hissed.
    Delighted, she quickly soothed it with her tongue. Licking the trail leading to his navel, she couldn’t wait to reach what lay in wait. She’d never wanted to please a man as much as she wanted to please Heath. She slid open his zipper.
    At the band of his boxer briefs, his cock jutted, eager and ready.
    She greedily dipped her tongue for the beading pearl at his tip and shoved his pants and underwear to the carpet.
    He widened his stance and fisted his length. Molten eyes sent her an invitation to continue.
    Nervously, she grasped him. Her fingers barely met. She mimicked his stroke while still teasing his ridged head.
    His eyelids grew heavy and his abs rippled.
    Devouring him, her mouth watered.
    Heath moaned, pumping his hips in a shallow rhythm. His head fell back on his shoulders as the tip of him brushed the back of her throat.
    “Ahh, fuck.”
    A rush of lust tightened Jordan’s belly and nipples. Swirling her tongue around his velvety head, she imagined him thrusting between her thighs, buried deep. Could merely pleasing him make her come?
    He worked his fingers through her hair in a gentle caress. “So good,” he whispered.
    Toying and teasing this man had her on the edge of orgasm. Pleasing him brought pleasure. Only sex, Jordan. Adore his handsome please-fuck-me-now body.
    “Baby. Stop, or I’m gonna—” He eased from her mouth and drew her up and into his arms.
    “No fair.” She