PleasureGames: A Games Novella (11 page)

I knew just how he felt. I smiled brilliantly at him and patted next to me, welcoming him back.

That small move brought the grin back to his face and he strode forward, tossing the condom packet down on the side of the bed and moving to pull me against him, sitting down on the edge of the mattress and wrapping his arms around me, and we fell backward into the sheets.

"I love you, Juno," he murmured, his hands moving down my back and over my sides, everywhere he could touch me. "Never leave me again."

I touched his beautiful mouth. "I can't promise that, Heathcliff. I can't promise that forces in life won't ever pull us apart again. But you and I, we're like magnets. Just because forces pull us apart once doesn't mean we're apart forever. It just means we'll charge back towards each other once more. But I love you, and I want to be a magnet with you, if that doesn't sound too silly."

He grinned, the smile moving against my fingers. "It actually makes a lot of sense. And my magnet won't ever stay apart from yours as long ever again. You have my promise with that."

"Same here," I told him softly.

Heathcliff kissed me again, then began to press small kisses down my throat and chest, each brush of his lips infinitely tender on my skin. "I want to worship every inch of your magnets with my..." he lifted his head and cocked it to the side, thinking. "Magnetic...bar?"

I patted his shoulder. "Maybe we just stop with the magnet comparisons at this point, H, and we go back to the kissing."

He grinned and kept eye contact with me as he slowly, deliberately licked one nipple. It sent a bolt of pleasure rippling through me, and I moaned, arching my back to raise my breasts for his mouth. He moved to the other one and began to lick it, teasing my nipples as he tongued them.

"Please, H," I moaned. "I need you inside me." It had been far too long, and I was so tired of feeling empty. I'd been empty forever, and I wanted Heathcliff to fill me once more.

"Yes, love," he said, voice soft as he rose over me. His body left mine for a brief moment, and I whimpered a protest that died in my throat as I watched him roll on a condom. It was like he was putting on a show for me, demonstrating his thick, hard length, his hand smoothing down it. I forgot all about the press of his skin against mine for a brief moment. Instead, my mouth watered as I imagined running my lips all over every inch of his skin. Maybe next time we had sex, I'd get some honey and paint his delicious abdomen and spend my sweet time licking it off.

Then I smiled to think of a next time. We had a future of next times awaiting us, didn't we? Love and happiness swelled in my heart, and I lifted my arms for Heathcliff, eager for him to return to me.

He covered me again, and our mouths locked, tongues tangling. Underneath him, I opened my legs, welcoming him as his hips settled between mine. I felt the press of his cock against my entrance, and my nails dug into his skin. "Yes," I breathed, just as he thrust into me.

I cried out as he stroked deep. The sensation was so startling, so incredible and so overwhelming that it made my entire body respond. Goosebumps crawled over my skin as my muscles began to tense, preparing for an orgasm. And he'd only stroked into me once. Oh,
damn
. "Make me come," I panted.

Heathcliff's breath hissed out between his teeth, and he braced his arms at my sides and then thrust deep again. I arched my hips and cried out with delight at the sensation again, as things continued to build. Oh God. He still knew just how to work me over. "Still...so...noisy," he said between thrusts, and I cried out my pleasure each time. Over and over, he pumped into me, and over and over, I felt my body driven closer to the precipice, almost but not quite there...

Until the orgasm hit, taking me by surprise with its ferocity. My mind shorted out even as my nerves exploded with sensation. My cries turned into a choked gasp and I clung to Heathcliff for dear life while he continued to thrust into me and whispered sweet, possessive words in my ear.

Then he was coming too, his movements growing fierce and wild, and he clung to me as his body strained against mine. Through starbursts and my own ongoing orgasm, I held tight to Heathcliff as we came down together.

I never wanted to let him go again.

It felt like an eternity later when he rolled off of me, sweaty, damp skin pulling away from my own. I immediately felt the loss of him and whimpered like a child.

"Give me a moment to clean off, June-bug," Heathcliff said, caressing my face as if knowing my panic as he got up. "I'm not going anywhere."

I nodded and felt a little silly. I was just being clingy, but at least H didn't seem to mind it. A moment later, he returned to bed, a drink in hand and condom disposed of. We both took a few sips of water, and then he crawled back into bed and immediately flung himself over me, all arms and sprawling, possessive limbs.

Just like in the past.

Happily, I snuggled down under him, not minding his half-crushing weight. I loved being utterly covered by H in bed. Loved it. "So is the network going to be pissed at you that you're sleeping with me before the final decision ceremony?"

"Fuck the network," he murmured sleepily, nuzzling my hair.

I chuckled and held him closer. "They'll probably kick us out of the hotel if we're not playing their little game."

"They can't," he told me. His fingers traced circles on my bare shoulder. "They weren't the ones invited here. I was."

I frowned, not understanding. "What do you mean?"

"Eden's...not like every other place," Heathcliff explained. "The master of the island is a pretty reclusive bastard, but a decent guy. Met him a while back. He invited me to come out here. Thing is with Eden, it's all about finding the thing you want most."

"Like Fantasy Island?" I teased. That sounded...silly.

"I guess," he said, and nestled his head closer to mine. "At any rate, I told him what I wanted, and he offered to let me rent this wing of the hotel out from him for the show. So yeah, they're here on my dime. They can't kick me out, but I can certainly boot them, and will in the morning."

My fingers stroked Heathcliff's arm, processing these thoughts. I wondered what other fantasies people had come to Eden to act out. What other sorts of places this beautiful island had to explore. "So, what did you tell the master you wanted most?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Heathcliff said, and kissed my cheek gently. "I wanted you back."

Happy tears blurred my eyes, and I turned my head so I could kiss his mouth. "You got me, H."

"
R
epurpose your footage
. Shove it up your ass. I don't care what you do with it. I got what I came for."
-- Heathcliff Forester, the Billionaire Bachelor, Last Episode Interview

M
onths Later

D
ear Mr. Forester
,

After careful consideration, the network has elected not to air the footage of The Billionaire Bachelor. In light of the fact that the contest seems rigged from the start and there is a real lack of tension as to the outcome, we regret to inform you that the show is not what we are seeking at this time.

We sincerely wish you and your new wife Juno the best of luck.

Cordially,

Simon Masterson, Network Head of Programming

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icked Games (Games 1
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Playing Games (Games 2):
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Ice Games (Games 3):
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Bedroom Games (Games 4):
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Reindeer Games (Games 4.5):
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D
elicious and Deadly by C.C
. MacKenzie (Ludlow Hall, Book 8)

E
mma Ludlow’s
temperature is rising and it’s not because of the sweltering Florida sun. Her lucrative business is bloodshed and slaughter. All she wants is peace and quiet in Eden to plot her latest murder. However, a much-adored celebrity chef is in Eden, too. The man is insufferable with an overblown ego she’s dying to kill. His slow smile may be ‘Delicious’, but she won’t taste it, not again. Being famous and wealthy isn’t everything it’s cracked up to be. Oscar Zamani learned that life lesson the hard way when he let the seductively mysterious Emma slip through his fingers. Now an Invitation To Eden has given him another chance to show her that this time he can be trusted. But little does Oscar know that Emma has a dark secret. A secret that might be ‘Deadly’ to his heart.

C. C. MacKenzie’s website.

H
ow To Tempt
A Tycoon by Daire St. Denis (Savage Interactives, Book 5)

Tessa Savage has traveled all over the world but she has never been to Eden. So when she receives a personalized invitation to this enigmatic island location, there’s no way she can refuse. She’s been told that Eden will fulfill her every fantasy but instead Tessa is faced with the choice of overcoming one of her two greatest fears; total vulnerability or total submission. To Tessa there is very little difference between these two things…except that the choice means she must make a decision between two very special men from her past. Help Tessa decide what to do in this smokin’ hot and emotionally charged interactive tale.

Daire St. Denis’s website.

H
OW TO TEMPT
A TYCOON – A Savage Interactive (excerpt)

For the amount I moved away, Christophe moves one and a half times closer. His smile is so fucking seductive and knowing I want to kiss it right off his face. “Let me guess how it goes for you.”

“Fine. Go ahead and try.”

His nearness makes me quiver and I grasp onto my thighs to keep him from seeing how much he affects me.

“You meet a lover, someone you haven’t seen in a while and the two of you can’t keep your hands off one another.”

I shake my head and frown. Not because he’s wrong…

“Kissing wildly, passionately.” He glances at where my legs are crossed. “Your pussy already dripping wet just from the thought of the reunion.” He shifts on the couch. “His cock hard the moment he sees you.”

I raise my finger to stop him right there but he plows right ahead.

“Your clothes fly off. Some get torn in the process. All that pretty lingerie, disposable. Barely appreciated.”

How the hell does he know about my penchant for pretty lingerie?

“Once you’re naked, he pushes you down on the bed. The act has become primal. The two of you functioning on instinct. Him needing to claim you. You needing to be pinned beneath his weight. Both of you needing to be joined and making it happen like wild animals. Hard and fast.”

I stop trying to interrupt him.

He takes my hand, unclenches my fist and gently caresses my damp palm while his gaze never leaves mine. “Fucking,” he whispers, his fingers weaving between mine.

I lick my lips.

“Hard. You like it hard.”

A tiny whimper tickles up my throat.

“Racing toward your goal of momentary bliss.” His fingers trail softly to my wrist and up my forearm, his touch in complete contrast with his words.

“Needing to release.” His hand moves gently up my shoulder to my neck.

“Needing to explode…” His words trail off as his thumb slides into my mouth.

“And then you do.”