Body Shots by Amber Skyze Page A

know.”
    He hopped onto the table.
    “Wait!” She shouldn’t do this. This was a bad idea. But she wanted it. Needed it. Fuck it all. She was going for it.
    “What?”
    “Never mind.”
    Reed laid his body across the pool table as she requested.
    “Why don’t you join me?” He slung his arm around her shoulder pulling her down to his level.
    His warm breath tickled her ear. “Maybe I will.”
    He released her.
    Regaining her composure she strutted around the table, looking for the best angle to cherish his body. She stopped and poured herself a shot.
    “Care for one?” she asked, offering him the shot glass.
    “This is your show, remember. I’ll just lay here and enjoy.” He folded his arms behind his head.
    She tossed back the liquid. A small bite at the back of her throat, nothing too harsh. Just the way she liked it.
    She poured another. This time she used it to pour into his round belly button.
    He squirmed, sending liquid dripping down his side.
    Sierra quickly lapped the alcohol off him.
    “Now this is what I call a shot.” She worked her way up to the rest of the schnapps. Covering the hole with her lips she sucked, dragging the alcohol into her mouth. Taking a step back she swallowed.
    Reed was right. Doing body shots was erotic. Sexy. Seductive. Electricity coursed through her veins.
    She climbed onto the pool table and straddled him. Heat radiated off his body, sending her libido into overdrive. Her pussy juices soaked her panties. Her oversensitized nipples yearned to feel his mouth wrapped around them, sucking, pinching and biting.
    She wanted him but she wanted to taste his skin covered in strawberry schnapps again.
    Downing another shot, she smiled wickedly at him. Never had she had a man under her, in her control. Having Reed under her spell was delish.
    “You’re enjoying yourself aren’t you?” He reached up and touched her cheek. “You’re beautiful Sierra.”
    She leaned against his hand.
    “Let me make love to you.”
    She shook her head. No. No making love. Making love required feelings. She wasn’t about to admit feelings. This was strictly sex. Sex for the sake of sex.
    Filling the shot glass she swallowed back the pain creeping up in her throat, threatening to expose her feelings.
    One more.
    “Ready to be seduced, Reed?”
    Sadness filled his eyes but she ignored it. Pushed any thoughts that she might have hurt him with her rejection right out of her head. She’d concentrate on bringing him pleasure then she’d fuck his brains out.
     
    Reed wasn’t sure what was going through her mind but he knew she was struggling with her feelings.
    Good. It meant she felt something. He wondered for a moment if she was capable of caring for him. It would kill him if she couldn’t. Because he loved her. Loved her with every ounce of his being.
    If she wanted to pretend they weren’t making love, he’d go along with it. But in the end she’d come to realize it wasn’t just sex. It was much much more.
    Her finger grazed his nipple as she covered him in the cold liquid again. She drove him mad. He wanted to plunge his cock deep inside her. Feel the walls of her pussy quivering around him.
    He ached. His cock ached to be free but he was at her mercy. He had to wait for her set the pace.
    He had to admit having her straddled over him doing shots off his stomach was a major turn-on. Her vixen attitude.
    When she unbuttoned his jeans and freed his cock he sighed with relief. She inched his pants down over his hips leaving his cock standing at attention, begging to be wrapped in her sweet juices.
    Instead of wrapping her pussy lips around his cock she covered him in schnapps, immediately followed by the warmth of her mouth.
    “Oh God, Sierra,” he muttered.
    She teased him with her glorious tongue. Lapping up every last drop. She licked the pre-cum from his slit, sending tremors through his body. He wanted to fill her, erupt inside her.
    “I need to be inside you,” he whispered.
    She