Game Plan

by Camellia Tate

  “I’m sorry I’m in my pjs, I wasn’t expecting... Maybe I should go change,” Ashley said with a frown, glancing over at her bedroom door. At least at the gala, she had felt sexy . The dress she’d been in had been beautiful and Connor had said she’d looked hot. Now Ashley was wearing loose pjs and her hair was a mess.

  “No,” Connor said. The hand on Ashley’s waist tugged her closer like he couldn’t bear the thought of her moving away from him for even a minute. “You look great.” He did pull back. Ashley could feel his gaze roving over her, making her cheeks flush. Connor didn’t look disappointed. The hand in her hair moved gently, pushing it behind her ear.

  “Relaxed, but beautiful,” he assured. Ashley felt it might be best to believe him, especially as the next thing he did was kiss her again, teeth catching against her lower lip while his hand moved teasingly over her waist. His touch was firm, not ticklish at all, not even when his fingers slipped under Ashley’s loose t-shirt to seek out the skin.

  Not having as complicated clothing between them as they had at the gala meant that it was much easier for Connor’s hands to brush over Ashley’s stomach. It was also much easier for her hands to slide under Connor’s shirt, her tongue still working its way into his mouth. When Connor’s fingers hit a particularly sensitive spot, Ashley moaned, pressing in closer.

  Pulling back for a breath, Ashley gave Connor a grin. She knew she wanted this, wanted him. Even at the gala, she hadn’t fully allowed herself to think she could have this. Now, though, that was the thought that kept running through her head. That and how much she wanted to see Connor shirtless, to touch each and every muscle with her tongue.

  Crawling into Connor’s lap, Ashley grazed her teeth over his jaw. Her hands slid between them to seek out the hem of Connor’s shirt so she could pull it up.

  Very obligingly, Connor pulled back, holding his arms up and letting Ashley lift the shirt over his head. She barely even noticed where she dropped it, too captivated by the hard muscles that shifted under Connor’s skin. He looked so strong , with only a light dusting of chest hair that thickened into a trail leading down into his jeans.

  Before Ashley could decide just where she wanted to put her mouth first, Connor’s hands were back on her, impatiently tugging her own shirt over her head. “Fuck,” Connor growled. The sheer amount of desire in his voice went straight between Ashley’s legs.

  Connor leaned in, biting gently at her shoulder while his fingers teased along the curves of Ashley’s breasts.

  A shiver run over Ashley’s back but then Connor’s hand followed it, leaving a warm tingle in its wake instead. Moving forward, Ashley pressed her breasts against Connor’s chest as she leaned to capture his lips with her again. His kisses were as hot as his hands. Ashley rocked against Connor, pleased to find him getting hard against her.

  “Carry me to the bedroom?” Ashley asked, certain that Connor could and wanting to experience it. He was strong, and there was something very appealing about having Connor use that strength to move Ashley. When he did lift her, straight up from the position they were in, Ashley gave a very loud squee, before giggling. “This is very sexy,” she informed Connor, but it didn’t make her sound any less amused.

  Connor laughed, and that only seemed to make Ashley feel hotter as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “It’s very sexy from where I’m standing, too,” Connor promised, taking the opportunity to give Ashley’s backside a squeeze. Though he’d never been to her bedroom before, Ashley’s apartment was small enough for Connor to find it easily, and he dropped her down softly against the sheets.

  He didn’t waste time, following Ashley and pressing his body against hers. One hand lifted to her breast, cupping it gently. When his fingers found her nipple, he rolled it, making Ashley whimper against his mouth as Connor kissed her again. Through his jeans, Connor’s erection felt long and thick. Before Ashley could think about getting her hands on him, Connor was kissing his way down her body.

  “Wanted to do this since the moment I saw you in that dress,” he said. His stubble scratched between Ashley’s breasts before he drew one nipple into his mouth.

  Another moan fell from Ashley's lips, her hand finding Connor's hair. Fingers tangling in it, Ashley gave a small tug, only to follow it by pulling Connor's head closer against her. She gave a sharp cry of pleasure when Connor moved to suck her other nipple into his mouth. Knowing that he'd wanted this, that he'd thought about it, it made Ashley feel even hotter.

  With her free hand, Ashley reached to drag her nails gently over Connor's back and shoulders. His tongue swirling around her nipple made her moan. Connor bit it lightly making Ashley's nails dig sharply into his skin.

  Connor’s groan of pleasure vibrated against Ashley’s breast, sending tingles all the way to her core. Giving the other nipple a parting bite, Connor moved to kiss lower. He paused, circling his tongue teasingly around her navel while his fingers brushed at the waistband of Ashley’s pajama pants.

  “Can I?” he asked, looking up at her. His expression was so sincere that Ashley had no doubt he would have stopped if she had asked him to. It was sweet, and not at all undermined by the way Connor rocked his erection against Ashley’s leg.

  “Yeah,” she breathed, unable to even imagine what might make her say that Connor should stop. Just the idea of having Connor’s mouth against her made Ashley’s body feel on fire. When he hooked his fingers against Ashley's waistband, she lifted her hips to help Connor get her pj bottoms off.

  Ashley’s fingers tugged against Connor's hair, the anticipation of having his mouth against her building. There was another soft moan that escaped Ashley when Connor ran his tongue over her inner thigh. “Fuck, you look so good between my legs,” she sighed, very honestly and very turned on.

  Connor grinned up at her, amusement and desire both twinkling in his eyes. Whatever he might have said in response, he clearly decided that there were better uses he could put his mouth to. Ashley felt his tongue, wet and hot, lapping against her sensitive flesh. His strong fingers spanned Ashley’s hips, pinning her against the sheets.

  Ashley moaned as Connor’s tongue licked harder against her, gathering up the wetness that had built in her anticipation. If possible, he looked even better, his expression so concentrated. Ashley could feel the way he responded to what she liked. Anything that made her cry out, Connor repeated again, and again, making sure he knew how to get a reaction out of her before he moved to try something new.

  Sucking her lower lip between her teeth, Ashley moaned in response to the magic that Connor was doing with his tongue. With one hand in Connor’s hair, Ashley moved her other hand above her to grip the bed frame, knuckles whitening. “Fuck, yes, that’s nice,” she moaned rocking her hips against Connor’s face. With his hand holding her hips down she didn’t have much room to do so. He nonetheless rewarded her by running his tongue over her clit.

  “Connor!” Ashley cried out. Her fingers tightened in his hair, tugging as if to draw him in even closer.

  Connor slowed down, the touch of his tongue steady and firm. Releasing one of Ashley’s hips, he brought a hand between her legs. One finger circled teasingly at Ashley’s entrance in a way that almost made her clamp her thighs around his wrist. The ache to have something inside her - to have Connor inside her - felt overwhelming.

  In response to her noises, Connor managed to smirk up at her, without ever moving his tongue from her clit. Despite his apparent patience, Ashley could hear his breath coming harsh and hard. It only made her feel more confident in how much he wanted her.

  A rather loud ‘fuck’ fell from Ashley’s lips when one of Connor’s fingers pressed inside her. She already felt so hot and wet, easily pushing down against him. He took it for the encouragement that it was, licking against her faster until Ashley could feel her stomach muscles tightening. Connor’s mouth was going to make her come and she was pretty sure that was precisely what he was aiming for.

  Gripping harder against the headboard, Ashle
y rocked her hips more, the sounds falling from her lips increasing in volume. A string of ‘yes’, ‘yes’, ‘yessssss’ followed and finally, Ashley’s orgasm crashed over her, leaving all of the nerve-endings in her body tingling. She trailed her hand down lower from Connor’s hair to his neck, before letting her nails scratch over his shoulder lightly in an attempt to pull him back up so she could kiss him.

  His hands skimmed over her body as he rose to meet her. Kissing her slowly, he let Ashley enjoy the weight of him pressing her down into the mattress. She could feel how hard he was, his hips rocking gently against her thigh. She pressed back harder, making Connor groan.

  He sucked against her lower lip, teeth pressing into it none-too-gently. He was struggling to hold himself back. He kept one hand between her legs, fingers still teasing at her entrance.

  “Ashley,” he breathed, “I want you so much.” He traced his tongue over his lips, eyes going dark as he tasted Ashley still on them. “Have you got a condom? I didn’t think this was going to happen.” He gave her a grin that made Ashley laugh out loud.

  The laugh seemed to ease whatever tension she had been feeling - and really, Ashley hadn’t even realized she had - and she gave a nod. “Yeah, yeah, I have a condom,” she said. Somewhat unwillingly she pushed Connor off her so she could reach for the bedside table. It didn’t take her long to find a condom and when she turned back, Ashley’s breath audibly caught at the sight of Connor.

  He’d wiggled himself out of the rest of his clothes, now lying there naked. With his broad shoulders and athletic built, Connor looked stunning. Ashley was struck again by just how much she wanted to lick all over his body. Deciding that there was no reason not to , Ashley pressed a kiss - and then a small bite - against Connor’s shoulder, before licking her way down his chest.

  The noises Connor made, especially as Ashley paused to pay attention to one of his nipples, made no secret of his enjoyment. He moaned, his hips bucking off the bed as he sought some kind of friction. “Ashley,” he panted, and Ashley enjoyed how her name sounded in that desperate tone. “ Please .”

  One of his big hands rested on her shoulder, the other clenched in the sheets. Ashley continued to tease him, licking every line of muscle, loving the way Connor writhed beneath her. Now there were no clothes left between them, Ashley could feel the heat that poured off Connor’s skin. His erection pressed hard against her stomach as she wriggled her way down his body, making him choke on a moan.

  She’d wanted to trace his muscles with her mouth for what felt like ages , so Ashley took her time to at least make a beginning. Her lips were soft but hot against Connor’s stomach. The way he tried to buck up but couldn’t because her body trapped him beneath her was incredibly hot. Ashley moved lower to let her breasts brush over his cock, smirking up at Connor a little when he groaned loudly.

  Connor’s cock slid between her breasts and Ashley paused briefly so he could enjoy that before she ran her hands over Connor’s hips. Pressing a kiss against the base of Connor’s stomach, Ashley glanced up at him. His expression looked so good. Ashley licked her lips, wanting nothing more than to make it even more blissed out.

  With her tongue darting out, Ashley leaned in to lick over the tip of Connor’s cock, parting her lips when he bucked up to meet her touch.

  His grunt of surprise quickly turned into a satisfying moan of pleasure as Ashley hollowed her cheeks around his length. Connor’s cock was big . Ashley had to wrap the fingers of one hand around the base of it to keep him from overwhelming her as he thrust up into her mouth. Connor’s rhythm was steady, but not fast. Judging by the white-knuckled hand fisted in the sheets, he was in no rush for this to be over.

  With her free hand, Ashley explored Connor’s abs. Every time the muscles contracted under her touch, she felt a similar tightening in her core, and Connor’s groans grew louder. “Fuck, you feel so good,” Connor breathed. His fingers stroked through Ashley’s hair, coming to rest on the back of her head. He didn’t push her down, but Ashley could feel him there, and it made her want to take him deeper.

  Tilting her head slightly, Ashley took in as much of Connor as she could, enjoying the small sound of surprise he gave before it was followed by a much louder one of pleasure. Moving up and down a few times, Ashley pulled back. Licking her lips, she undid the condom wrapper before sliding the condom on. She gave Connor’s cock one more teasing lick, before shifting back so she could crawl up Connor’s body.

  When his hands came to settle against Ashley’s hips, she grinned down at him. With legs on each side of Connor, Ashley reached between them to lead his cock into her. She was slow at lowering herself onto him, soft moans falling from her lips as she adjusted to his size. Once he was fully in her, Ashley leaned forward to kiss Connor, before rocking her hips and letting both of their moans mix together.

  Connor let Ashley set the pace, his thrusts matching Ashley’s movements almost perfectly. When she pulled back, she could feel Connor’s gaze on her. There was obvious desire in his eyes as he watched her breasts bounce while she rode him slowly. Lifting one hand to her breast, Connor rubbed his thumb across her nipple, giving Ashley a smug smirk when her breath caught in her throat.

  Without hesitation, Connor leaned forward, catching Ashley’s nipple between his lips. His tongue circled around it in a way that made pleasure shoot straight between Ashley’s legs. One hand moved to tug against her other nipple, and the other moved to cup Ashley’s ass, urging her on as she rolled her hips to take him deeper.

  A soft gasp escaped Ashley as she began to increase the pace. Knowing that Connor had plenty of strength, that he could’ve easily taken over but didn’t , it somehow made Ashley feel so much hotter. She had more power over what they were doing and it felt good . With her hips moving faster, Ashley rode Connor harder, enjoying when the sound he made in response vibrated through her body.

  “Fuck, Connor,” Ashley cried. Her fingers tangled in Connor’s hair as she pulled him closer against her breast. It felt amazing, the way his tongue circled her nipple and the way his cock filled her up. The hand on her ass pushed Ashley up and then came back with her, as if to offer support rather than dictate anything.

  When Ashley’s muscles tightened around him, Connor groaned, his hand squeezing her ass in encouragement. He bit lightly at her nipple, before soothing the jolt of pain with his tongue, lapping hot and wet at the sensitive tip. Ashley moved faster, making no attempt to hold back the moans that filled the room.

  Connor’s hips pushed up harder, still matching her pace, but with more force. It drove his cock deeper inside her, and they both groaned. Connor’s sounds vibrating against Ashley’s breast. He pulled back, still tugging her other nipple between his fingers. “You’re so gorgeous,” he said, with a smile that turned quickly into a smirk. “I think I want to watch you come again.” He traced his fingers over Ashley’s hip until he could tease them over her inner thigh.

  Ashley was most definitely not going to discourage Connor from making her come again. She used her hands to pull him in closer against her, rocking her hips forward to meet the finger he pressed between her legs. The pleasures mixed together and Ashley could easily feel her orgasm building. She moved harder and faster. Before long, Connor’s name fell from her lips in half a scream as pleasure shot through her.

  Crushing her lips against Connor’s, Ashley kissed him hard before pulling back breathlessly. “Fuck, you feel so good,” she told him, her body still sensitive from the orgasm she’d just experienced. Ashley didn’t slow down in riding Connor, wanting to experience his climax. Wanting to see it on his face.

  His hips bucked up even harder to meet hers, both hands on her back, holding her crushed close against his muscular chest. The noises Connor made grew louder and louder. With a groan, he flipped them, pinning Ashley to the mattress under them. Connor didn’t miss a beat, thrusting hard and fast. Ashley watched his eyes roll back as pleasure overwhelmed him.

  Pulling her close, Connor muffled his moan in
her shoulder, teeth nipping at her skin. She felt him give one last, deep thrust as he came. His hips slowed, and eventually stopped, still snug against hers. He ran a hand over her side, waking aftershocks of pleasure along every nerve-ending. Connor hummed, nuzzling at her shoulder, and clearly making an effort not to crush Ashley under beneath his weight. “I don’t want to move now,” he said, voice low and rough. “Can I stay?”

  Ashley gave a small laugh at the question. O f course she wanted him to stay. She also felt fairly confident that that’s what Connor wanted. “Yes,” she nodded, pressing a kiss against his lips. When Connor did finally move, it was to quickly dispose of the condom before he cuddled against Ashley’s side. She hadn’t anticipated that he’d want cuddling, but it definitely wasn't unwelcome.

  Dragging her finger slowly over Connor’s arm, Ashley smiled. This was nice . It felt good, right almost. She traced upwards until her finger caught against a loose corner of Connor’s soulmark sticker. The realization that Connor really might be her soulmate struck Ashley suddenly. She was more surprised by how not terrible it felt.

  “We're awful at fake dating,” she announced.

  Connor lifted his head to look at her, his expression soft and relaxed in a way Ashley hadn’t seen before. He smiled, before giving her an exaggerated frown. “I think that’s a very negative way to look at it,” he teased. “You could just as easily say we’re so good at fake dating that we ended up doing it for real.”

  Ashley paused, giving Connor’s suggestion actual thought. She knew he was teasing but Ashley did wonder if maybe Connor was right. They had done very well at fake dating, miles better than Ashley had done in any of her actual relationships. Tugging lightly against the sticker, Ashley waited for Connor to stop her. When he didn’t, she pulled it off, revealing the soulmark.

  With a finger softly tracing over the letters, Ashley gave Connor a smile. “I think you’re right,” she said finally. “Do you think the same is true about us being fake soulmates?”