The Ex Games 2 by J. S. Cooper, Helen Cooper Read Free Book Online

the washcloth in his exploration. They moved up to my breasts and he squeezed my breasts and molded them to his palms. He then pinched my nipples and started kissing my neck. I groaned as his fingers slipped in-between my legs and he caressed my clit in the water. The feeling was intense and slightly different. After a few minutes I shifted in the bathtub so that I was straddling him. He took my breast in his mouth, and I reached down and held his cock still so that I could ride him. We both groaned as I slid down on his hardness in the water and started gyrating. My movements were stilted in the small space, but he used his hands to hold my ass and push me up and down on his cock. Our breathing was fast as we fucked in the bathtub and the bathtub water splashed over the side as we orgasmed together. I lay flat on him and he held me for a few minutes as our bodies continued trembling against each other.
    “I think it’s time for me to wash you again.” He said softly and kissed my cheek as his hand grabbed the washcloth again. I shook my head and took it out of his hand.
    “No, I think it’s time for me to wash you.” I smiled at him deviously and lowered the washcloth to his cock.
    We left the bathtub about thirty minutes later and made love one more time before lying next to each other in the bed. I felt tired and confused. My heart was playing games with my head and I didn’t know which side was up.
    “I’ve really missed you, Katie.” Brandon mumbled as he played with my breasts in bed. “I think about fucking your brains out all the time.”
    His words sparked something in me and I rolled out of the bed and Brandon sat up. “Where are you going?” He mumbled as he reached for me.
    “I’m going home.” I stood there in front of him in all of my naked glory, feeling powerful and satiated.
    “What?” His eyes narrowed and he ran his hand through his hair before rubbing his chin. “Where are you going?”
    “Back to my hotel room.” I gave him a wide smile and then bent down to kiss him one last time. As I pulled away, I let my breasts rub against his arm and I pulled away quickly as his hand went to grasp my left breast.
    “You can’t go now.” He groaned. “You’re drunk. It’s not safe.”
    “I’m not 18 anymore, Brandon. I can handle my wine.” I laughed and pulled on my dress. “I think I’ll be fine getting home by myself.”
    “No.” He jumped up and walked over to me. “I’m not going to let you leave.”
    “I don’t think you get it, Brandon.” I pulled on my shoes. “I’m not a damsel in distress, and I don’t need you. Thanks for the fuck, though. You taught me some new tricks.” I smiled at him as I grabbed my handbag. “I think Matt will appreciate all the skills you’ve taught me when we finally get to make love.”
    His face turned murderous at my words and I walked past him quickly, hoping to get out of his apartment with the last word. I felt high as I hurried to the door. I had done it. I had fucked him and now I was leaving him without a clue as to what was going on. I had taken what I wanted and now I was the one in control. I’d showed him that he meant as little to me as I meant to him. My hand reached for the front door knob and I grinned to myself in excitement, this was match point and I was about to win. I had done it. A second later, I felt his hands on my shoulders.
    “What are you doing?” I gasped as he pushed me against the door and moved in against me. He raised his arms above my shoulders and leaned against me, pressing me into the door, his body acting like a trap.
    “I just told you, Katie. I’m not going to let you leave.” His eyes glittered down at me and his hand slipped up my thigh through the slit in my dress. His fingers pushed their way in-between my legs and worked their way into my wetness, rubbing against my clit before slowly entering me. My body betrayed me by buckling at his touch and my legs moved apart involuntarily as he