Play With Me ✔️|| 2 || Off the Ice Series

21 | Arden

I settle onto Jason's chest, twisting until I can start up at his face, chin leaning on to hands.

Jason grins beneath me, sweat gleaming off his hard chest, his hand dragging up and down my back in soothing back tickles.

"We should probably get some sleep, huh?" He murmurs, voice tinged with desire and he looks like sleeping is the last things he wants to do. I look up at him, moving one hand to splay over his chest, brushing against his nipple. He narrows his eyes at the teasing gesture, his own hand moving in longer strokes along my spine, stopping just at the curve of my ass before retreating upwards.

"We've got nothing to do today." He challenges, watching me through heavy lidded filled eyes.

I laugh softly, "We've got nothing to do any day." I counter, pretending to not know what he's insinuating. It's cute watching him try to convince me to have sex with him, again. Not that he needs to do much convincing.

His hand squeezes where it stops at the base of my neck and my stomach swoops before he goes back to his ministration of my back. "True."

It's quiet, just listening to the rain fall outside before Jason clears his throat, "I have something we can do."

I raise a taunting brow at the man below me as his hands swoops down to my ass and settles over one cheek, squeezing softly.

"My coach is always saying I need to include exercise in my daily routine, keep my heart healthy." He grins cheekily and I narrow my eyes, even as the thought of having Jason beneath me, above me, inside me has my core clenching.

He raises a brow, "I don't know about you, but I've heard sex is a great way to get your blood pumping and heart rate up."

His other hand settled on my other cheek and he pulls me up his body until my face hovers over his, dark hair falling like a curtain around our faces.

His head lifts, lips capturing mine in a brutal, hard kiss that only leaves me wanting more.

"What do you say, Kitten?"

He doesn't let me reply as he rolls us, but only a small laugh exits me before it's silenced by his lips, his hands diving into my hair so he can control my movements.

He devours my lips like I'll be his last meal.

I very well may be. I don't let that thought linger for long.

A deep groan whispers past his lips, and I use the opportunity to slip my tongue into his mouth, curling it around his. My hands travel down his exposed back, settling on the curve of his ass before I grab a handful, needing something to grab as my core tightens with arousal.

Jason laughs against my lips, "Are you an ass girl, kitten?"

"Takes one to know one." I moan, still feeling the imprint of his hands on my ass only moments ago.

He swallows my answer with another kiss before he leaves me again, "If you bring your hands up north a bit, you'll be able to feel the indents from your fingernails from the first time."

My brows pull in, not the first time, I think but don't say. I don't need to ruin this. I need to stop thinking.

He again, swallows any retort I would have made, whispering against my lips. "I only wish I could keep more souvenirs from you, but I guess your cat scratches will have to suffice." He bites my lip, sucking it into his mouth. "For now."

I don't know what to make of his words, my heart thumping at the possibilities and meaning and for the first time in a long while I silence my fears and ignore my thoughts.