Playing His Game (The Reynolds Brothers)

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go into my waistband
and I slowly shimmy my jeans over my hips, past my butt and down my legs,
stepping out of them and kicking them off to the side.
    I never break eye
contact with him. His gaze is intimate and his eyes are dark, almost a stormy
gray. I might be imagining the color based on my alcohol consumption, but I
don't think I am. He's barely showing restraint and his eyes demand my
attention.
    My focus stays
trained on him, my head slightly bowed waiting for his next command. He just
watches me intensely. This would normally make me nervous but right now it's
intensifying my desire for him. He's setting my body on fire with just a look
and I can't wait much longer.
    "Come
here."
    I practically dash
into his direction, stopping directly in front of him as his hands reach out
for my waist. His fingers grip the sides of my panties and drag them down the
length of my legs until they've reached my ankles. I lift one foot and then the
other and then I'm completely bare in front of him. His hands slide back up my
body on my outer thighs to my hips, until he's standing in front of me again.
His hands drop from my sensitive skin and I let out a slight whimper in
protest.
    I want him
touching me.
    "Tell me, did
you like Tawny touching you?"
    I look over at
Tawny on the bed. She's sitting up with her thighs open wide, her long svelte
legs hang over the edge. Her hand is between her thighs, her fingers trailing
over her clit, rubbing herself in a controlled manor. She's getting off
watching us interact. I look back at Scott as he waits for my reply.
    "Yes..."
I whisper, hesitantly.
    His hands move back
to my body as he cups my breasts with his palms, stirring the animal inside of
me. "Did you like her touching your tits? Did it get you wet? Did you want
her to make you come?"
    Scott's mouth
comes down to kiss the aroused flesh of my breast before lowering to suck one
of my nipples between his lips. "Did it feel good to kiss her? Tell me,
Winnie, did your cunt throb when Tawny finally stopped teasing you and licked
your hard nipple?"
    His questions are
invasive, but at the same time make me want to drop down on my knees and take
his cock into my mouth, showing him how I felt at that moment when Tawny
touched me.
    "Yes..."
I groan.
    "Yes,
what?"
    "Yes, it felt
good. So good, but you'd feel better."
    His mouth leaves
my body... again. My frustration is at an all-time high. I've been sexually
frustrated before, but Scott is testing my limits with his teasing ways.
    "Get on the
bed. I'll show you just how good I feel."
    I must not move
fast enough because I let out a squeal as Scott lifts me up and over his
shoulder before walking us over to the bed and playfully tossing me on the
mattress. Before I have time to think he's kissing me, leaving luscious open
mouth kisses down my stomach, past my belly button until he reaches my bare
mound. I'm ready and waiting to feel his tongue on me, waiting for him to make
me come.
    His tongue touches
my flesh, separating my folds before making contact with my clit. His mouth
feels incredible, better than I imagined and I moan in appreciation. As I part
my lips panting, Tawny's lips make contact with mine as she slowly invades my
mouth, kissing me passionately. I hesitantly lift one of my hands to slowly
caress her breasts as my other hand lowers into Scott's hair to make sure he
doesn't stop.
    The three of us
spend the next hour teasing and pleasuring each other, and giving me the most
erotic sexual encounter of my life. After I've climaxed for the fourth time,
Scott comes inside me while Tawny screams in ecstasy riding Scott's face. I
roll over, completely sated, and pass out.
     
    ★★★
     
    My eyes adjust to
the darkness as I wake up in a panic. The room is strangely quiet. Scott's
heavy arm is resting over my stomach as he tries to spoon me while he sleeps.
The other side of the bed is empty and Tawny is nowhere to be seen. The clock
on the dresser shows me I've been asleep for less than an

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