Chapters (123)
- DELAY OF GAME
- Copyright
- Dedication
- PRE-GAME
- PRE-GAME
- FIRST QUARTER
- FIRST QUARTER
- 1. Blaire
- Blaire
- 2. Axel
- Axel
- 3. Blaire
- Blaire
- 4. Axel
- Axel
- 5. Blaire
- Blaire
- 6. Axel
- Axel
- 7. Blaire
- Blaire
- 8. Blaire
- Blaire
- 9. Axel
- Axel
- 10. Blaire
- Blaire
- 11. Axel
- Axel
- 12. Blaire
- Blaire
- SECOND QUARTER
- SECOND QUARTER
- 13. Axel
- Axel
- 14. Blaire
- Blaire
- 15. Axel
- Axel
- 16. Blaire
- Blaire
- 17. Blaire
- Blaire
- 18. Blaire
- Blaire
- 19. Blaire
- Blaire
- 20. Blaire
- Blaire
- 21. Blaire
- Blaire
- 22. Axel
- Axel
- 23. Blaire
- Blaire
- 24. Axel
- Axel
- 25. Axel
- Axel
- 26. Blaire
- Blaire
- 27. Blaire
- Blaire
- 28. Axel
- Axel
- 29. Blaire
- Blaire
- THIRD QUARTER
- THIRD QUARTER
- 30. Blaire
- Blaire
- 31. Axel
- Axel
- 32. Blaire
- Blaire
- 33. Axel
- Axel
- 34. Blaire
- Blaire
- 35. Blaire
- Blaire
- 36. Blaire
- Blaire
- 37. Blaire
- Blaire
- 38. Axel
- Axel
- 39. Blaire
- Blaire
- FOURTH QUARTER
- FOURTH QUARTER
- 40. Blaire
- Blaire
- 41. Blaire
- Blaire
- 42. Blaire
- Blaire
- 43. Axel
- Axel
- 44. Axel
- Axel
- 45. Blaire
- Blaire
- 46. Blaire
- Blaire
- 47. Axel
- Axel
- 48. Blaire
- Blaire
- 49. Axel
- Axel
- 50. Axel
- Axel
- 51. Blaire
- Blaire
- 52. Blaire
- Blaire
- POST-GAME WRAP-UP
- POST-GAME WRAP-UP
- Afterword
- Acknowledgments
- About Author
- Also By Jade
He walked slowly toward me, those sapphire eyes glistening as they locked on mine, every muscle in his body rippling as he moved.
“You’re so fucking beautiful down on your knees for me, baby,” he said, his voice grating roughly as he reached down and stroked a hand through my hair. Gripping my chin, he lifted my face and bent to brush his lips across mine. “I love you, Blaire.”
“I love you, too, Axel.” I rubbed my hands up and down the ridges of his abdomen when he stood, loving the feel of him and the smell of his arousal. The wet tip of his dick was sticking out the top of his pajama pants, and I leaned forward and licked it, just a quick swipe of my tongue before leaning back and looking up at him with faux innocence.
“Did you just lick my dick?” he asked with an almost smirk on his face. I just cocked an eyebrow at him, earning me a hard glare. “I don’t like to be teased, Blaire.”
“Really?” I leaned down and blew lightly against his tip, causing his hips to jerk forward. “Because I think you do.” He stood, towering over me with his eyes narrowed until I wrapped my fingers around his thick length over his pants. Then his head tipped back, and he groaned.
I toyed with him for a while, cupping his balls, breathing warm breaths on his cock through his pants. My free hand slid up his hard torso, and I flicked his nipple with my fingertip, making his breath hitch in his chest.
“Please, Blaire. I need it.”
“Since you asked so nicely,” I said, hooking the tips of my fingers in his pants and pulling them down. His dick jutted out, hard and proud, his head swollen and red. I laid tender kisses along his pubic bone, letting my soft cheek rub up against his erection until he was panting with need.
Sliding one hand into my hair, he gripped it tightly, pulling my head back until I was looking up at him. He wrapped his long fingers around his shaft and pumped it right in front of my face as his other hand slid from my hair to allow his thumb to swipe across my lower lip. I sucked his thumb into my mouth, and his eyes darkened and dilated. Pulling his thumb out, he dragged my saliva down my chin as he pulled my jaw open. “You’re gonna suck my dick now.” His voice was low and dangerous, and I knew I had him right on the edge of his control. He rubbed his precum over my lips and commanded, “Lick them. Taste me on your lips, Blaire.”