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 mock-frowned at me and lowered his voice, his entire demeanor changing. “Lady, what the hell are you doing naked in my bed? I could have you charged with trespassing, breaking and entering, and being sexy without a license.”
Oh, he wants to play. Making my eyes as wide as I could, I pleaded, “Please, sir, don’t call the cops. They might put me in handcuffs. And a sweet little thing like me would never make it in prison.”
“Hmmm, I don’t have any handcuffs, but…” He veered to the right toward the white chair in the corner and pulled the silky tie from my robe. “Grab the headboard, Miss,” he growled, urging a wave of heat and wetness to pool between my legs as he straddled my body and swiftly tied my hands together and then to a cherry-wood headboard slat.
He gave me a harsh glare, looking extremely dominant as he rose up over me and traced a finger down my face and across my lips. “You do appear to be a sweet girl, though. Maybe if you were willing to be dirty for me, I might be persuaded to forget this ever happened.”
“I’ll do anything, sir. An-y-thing.”
A smile ghosted over his lips as he scooted up to straddle my face and rub his erection across my cheek, leaving a damp streak there. “Have you ever sucked a cock before?”
“No, sir. I told you, I’m a nice girl. I don’t do things like that.” I batted my eyelashes at him.
He tapped my lips with his hard dick. “Well, you’re about to learn.”
“I can’t, mister. That thing is way too big.” I blinked innocently up at him and caught the slight upward curve of his lips as the head of his cock throbbed against my lips.
“Open your fucking mouth,” he commanded harshly, grabbing a handful of my hair. “Let’s see how nice you are when I’m fucking your throat.” I parted my lips, and he began filling my mouth with his erection. “That’s it, baby. You’ve got a hot little mouth, don’t you?”
I hummed in the affirmative and saw his eyes roll back. He slid smoothly in and out a few times before pulling back so that only the head was in my mouth. “Look at me when my dick is in your mouth. Otherwise, we’ll start over, and then I’ll fuck your sweet little asshole after I’ve come in your mouth. And I promise, when I’m done, you won’t be able to sit for a week.”