His Little Game

Chapter 6

DAYTON

A FEW WEEKS LATER

The music blared as I walked hand in hand with Silver into Eclipse. We were out with friends, celebrating Sasha's birthday.

We only had another week of college before we were all heading back home for Christmas to see our families.

Silver and I made arrangements to see each other's mothers and even booked a motel so that we could spend the nights together. Both mothers were overjoyed, mainly that we were bringing someone home for them to meet. 

We have been inseparable since Halloween night, and as I suggested, I moved in with her into her dorm room. Well, not officially, but I have moved some things in with her. She just doesn't know it.

Everything has been going well between Silver and me. She is slowly showing more of her every day, which is what I have always wanted and craved. The damn woman is inspiring and usually has me in a daze.

We walked further and headed to the corner booth, where everyone awaited us. "You both made it," Sasha screeched as she approached us, pulling us into a hug. I grinned as I looked at Dean, who was smiling.

Pulling away, I wrapped my arm around Silver's shoulder and kissed her head as she spoke. "Sorry we were late," she rasped, making me grin. "We got caught up."

I grinned, knowing fully well what she wasn't saying.

Silver was getting ready, and as always, I couldn't resist. I fucked her against her door in her damn little skirt that barely covered her fishnet ass. Those things are my undoing, and she knows it. If we ever argue, which I am sure we will in time, she will know mostly how to win me over. All she will need is her damn body laid out before me with fishnets and heels on. I would do anything she wanted and more.

"I bet," Sasha said, grinning. Her eyes met mine, and gave me a wink. "We got drinks for everyone."

Silver blushed as she moved, but I kept my hand firmly around her shoulder, which made her stop. She looks over at me and cocks her eyebrows up at me.

I said nothing, only letting my hand grip her neck and pull her into me as I captured her lips with a hard kiss.

This woman doesn't know what she does to me.

I slide my tongue into her, open my mouth, and roam around till I pull back, but bite her bottom lip before I groan. "Perfect," I murmured close to her mouth.

Silver's eyes hazed with desire as I bit the inside of my mouth when someone clears their throat. "I think you both need to sit down," Dean shouted, making me look up and meet his gaze. He grins. "Or find a little corner to finish whatever this is. We don't mind. We can watch."

My cock twitched in my pants as I looked at Silver, whose cheeks blushed brighter. She was still getting used to the way Dean and Sasha were. They didn't care who saw their affection, even if it meant walking in on them. I often walked in on them when I was there, but it hasn't happened with Silver yet, which is a surprise.

Without saying a word, I motion for Siver to move as I let my hand fall to my side. She turns around, and I follow, but as soon as we get to the booth, I sit and pull Silver onto my lap.

Her eyes met mine as her arm wrapped around my neck. Glancing at everyone, they were all having a good time. I placed my hand on Silver's thigh and moved it under her skirt. She didn't move it, just looking toward Raven, who had gone to the bar.

After a few seconds, Raven appeared with a few cocktails and my dolls favourite. The steam that blew off her drink made everything perfect.

Eclipse was holding another Halloween gig, and many were dressed up. As we are usually here, it was like Halloween every day. No one batted an eyelid.

Silver rested her head on mine as Raven and Sasha talked. "So, are you ready for Christmas?" Sasha asked, looking at us. "Are both your mothers seeing you?"

"Yeah," Silver said, moving up and looking at her. "We arranged to see both of them and stay at a hotel since they both have guests staying with them."

Sasha smiled, but it was Dean who spoke. "I guess, no face paint," he said, making me look at him with a frown. "We said I can't," I said, staring at him with a grin. "I'm a gentleman for the mothers, but this," I motioned my face. "This is for my doll."

"Sure," he said, smiling.

Looking toward Silver, who was looking between us. Her lips were in a hard line as her eyes landed on me. We had a few disagreements about the face paint, which we were still trying to sort out. I move my hand from her thigh, moving it up her body slowly. "I'm taking it," I murmured, leaning closer to her ear till I grip her neck again. "I will wear it when it's just us."

Pulling her toward me, I glance at my hand and back at her. "You look good with my hand around your neck," I grunt as my cock hardens. Her eyes stay on me as her lips curl up. "Perfect hand necklace for my doll."

I lean closer and capture her lips, kissing her softly, catching a moan that slips past her lips. The corners of my lips curl up as I pull back as she bites her bottom lip. Her eyes met mine. "I'll give you a compromise," she murmurs as she leans into me, moving closer to my ear. "You wear the face paint at the hotel. I'll make sure I pack more fishnets you can rip off me."

I groan as I move her back and kiss her hard. I pull back, nibbling her bottom lip. "Deal."

"You two need to get a room," Raven called out, which only made me kiss Silver again.

I pulled back and grinned. "We have one," I shouted and looked over at her.

Raven grinned as she placed her hand on her boyfriend. "So happy," she mouthed, which only made my grin widen more. "Fuck, yeah."

Raven giggled as her boyfriend leaned into her, kissing her neck. I looked back at Silver, who was smiling. "I'm happy too," she murmured, leaning toward me.

"Good," I muttered. "Now, drink. We are going to have you dancing, and then I am going to fuck you all night."

"You're going to dance with me?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.

Grinning, I peck her lips. "If it means I have you grinding that bare ass on me," I murmured against them. "I will have you back in that damn restroom where this all started."

Silver grinned.

"That can be arranged," she muttered as the singer started to sing—every rose has its thorn, which made Silver and Raven squeal in delight and sing. I grinned as I watched her. I could watch her all day.

Fuck, this woman was mine—all mine.

I might have had to wait five years and play a little game to get her, but what woman could resist a man who wants her like I want my doll.

THE END