Playing to Win (The Players)

I meant what I said. I’m at Ruby’s doorstep ten minutes later, my fist raised and ready to knock when the door swings open and Ruby’s head pops out. She looks left, then right. Then left again before she grabs my hand and drags me inside, slamming the door behind me.

“What the—”

“We have to be careful,” she says, interrupting me. “Come on.”

Without waiting, she heads toward the short hall that leads to her bedroom and I trail after her like a dutiful dog because I’m not a stupid man. Where that sexy woman goes, I will follow, especially when it involves privacy and a bed.

She shuts the door and locks it, turning to face me, and that’s when I can really take her in. And sweet Jesus, she’s worth staring at for a moment because damn.

Her hair is in a sloppy bun on top of her head and she has no makeup on save her lips, which are coated in the faintest sheen. She’s got on some thin black shorts that are cut so high I bet her ass cheeks hang out of them when she bends over and one of her infamous T-shirts.

This one is pale blue and cropped, showing off her toned stomach, and it has a saying across the front of it in dark blue lettering.

YOU WISH.

“Ah, Red. Your shirt.” My gaze lingers on the words, how they track across her tits perfectly, just like the last one. “I don’t have to wish.”

She frowns. “What do you mean?”

“All of my wishes have already come true.” I grab her hand and yank her to me, her body colliding with mine, sparks igniting between us. “Now that I’m here.”

She rolls her eyes. “Give me a break, Acey Baby.”

“You really going to keep that up?” I raise my brows.

Ruby is grinning, she’s so pleased with herself. “Hmm, definitely. That’s your name in my phone now.”

“No fucking way.”

“I’m serious.”

“You’re fucking with me.”

She shakes her head. “I’m not. Hold on.” She swipes her phone off her nightstand and opens it, tapping at the screen until she turns it and shows it to me.

There’s my phone number listed in her contacts, accompanied by the name Acey Baby.

“That sucks, Red,” I groan, shaking my head.

“I think it’s cute.” She deposits her phone on her nightstand before she turns to me, her hands on her hips and looking sassy as hell while she contemplates me. “This is a terrible idea, by the way.”

“What is?”

“The two of us. Together.” She shakes her head. “Right now. I could lose my job, Ace.”

The seriousness of her tone, the way she’s looking at me…shit.

I feel bad.

Standing up straighter, I glance over at the door, knowing I should walk out. Leave her alone for the next couple of months. Anything worth having is worth waiting for, isn’t that how the saying goes? Ruby’s worth it.

I know she is.

But I’ve had her already and I want her again. I know what it’s like to kiss her. Touch her. Take off her clothes. Eat her out. Sink my dick into her welcoming pussy and fuck her until she comes. I know what she looks like when she comes and she’s beautiful. Sexy.

And I want to see that look on her face again. I want to be with her. Damn it, I’m weak. Weak for her.

“You want me to leave?” I ask, my voice so low I can barely hear it.

She stares and I get this sense she hates that I put the ball in her court, so to speak. She probably wanted me to walk out and leave her alone, but it’s not that easy. I can’t just walk away from her.

I don’t want to. I don’t think I’m capable of it. She wields some sort of power, spell, whatever you want to call it, over me and I’m not ready to give up on her, or on us.

But if that’s what she wants, then I’ll give it to her. I’m not going to be the reason she loses her job. She could end up resenting me, hating me and I don’t want that to happen.

I need to be the bigger man and walk.

“I’ll go,” I say when she still hasn’t spoken. I head for the door, my hand reaching out, fingers brushing the handle when I hear her voice.

“Don’t leave,” she whispers.

I turn and she’s right there, practically tackling me against the door as per our usual deal and then she’s kissing me, swallowing my groan when our lips connect. Her hands are already slipping under the hem of my long-sleeved T-shirt, fingers brushing against my abdomen, making me hiss in a breath. My dick is already standing at attention and she’s barely touched me. Hell, I’ve barely touched her.

“Just one more time with you,” she murmurs between kisses. “That’s all I want.”

Hate to break it to her, but one more time between us won’t be near enough.

But I don’t say that. With our mouths still fused, I turn her around and steer her toward the bed, guiding her there until she settles on the edge of the mattress and we break apart.

She’s reaching for the waistband of my black joggers, already tugging, and I settle my hands over hers, stopping her. “What’s the hurry?”

“I want you.” She slips her hand from beneath mine and drifts it down the length of my dick, making it leap beneath her touch. “And clearly you want me.”

“We don’t need to rush it.” I repress the groan that wants to escape when she curls her fingers around my shaft. Jesus. “We’ve got all night.”

Pausing, she gazes up at me, her eyes wide and unblinking. “I want to do as much as possible with you tonight.”

“We will, baby.” I release her other hand and cup her face, tilting it up so I can stare into her pretty eyes. “I’ll let you use me and abuse me all you want.”

Her smile is faint. “Promise?”

“For you? Anything.”

“I want to give you a blow job,” she admits without hesitation.

“Who am I to stop you?” I release my hold on her face and let her get to work. She yanks my joggers down and I help her, stepping out of my slides before I kick off my sweats. Bend over and whip off my socks real quick because there’s nothing less sexy than me standing around in just my socks and nothing else.

I bet Ruby would be cute completely naked with only a pair of socks on her feet. But she’s an exception.

She’s sexy no matter what.

“Have I told you how unbelievable your body is?” she asks, her greedy gaze eating me up.

Look, I know I’m in top condition. I work out so damn much I have to be. I’m in the best shape of my life and that’s because it feels like every single game is high stakes. I have to win. I have to prove to everyone watching—NFL scouts I’m talking to you—that I’ve got what it takes. I’m on top of my game, literally.

It feels good though, that the beautiful woman who’s currently looking at me like I’m a tasty snack and she’s about to consume me is offering me compliments. I’m going to revel in them.

“You haven’t,” I say truthfully, scratching my fingers across my stomach.

Her eyes turn molten the longer she stares. “Well, your body is amazing. So many muscles.” She hesitates. “Have you ever…”

She doesn’t say anything else and my curiosity is aroused, along with everything else. “Have I ever what?”

“Touched yourself,” she whispers. “In front of someone else?”

I’m shocked she’d ask.

“Not that I want all the details because I don’t. No way do I want to know who you stood in front of and jerked off because that’s none of my business but—”

“No one.”

She frowns. “Really?”

I nod, dropping my hand from my stomach. “Why? You want me to do it in front of you?”

“Yes,” she says without hesitation, her gaze stuck on the front of my boxer briefs. My dick is currently making a tent out of them, dying to escape. “I want to sit right here and have a front row seat.”

“Red, you are so fucking pervy,” I murmur, loving every perverted part of her.

She rolls her eyes. “It’s not that big of a deal.”

“Right, I just jerk off in front of girls on a daily basis.” I shake my head. “For the record? I don’t. But for you? I’ll make the sacrifice. I just need one thing from you.”

“What’s that?”

“Keep your eyes on me the entire time,” I say, my voice so deep, it sounds like it’s rumbling from my chest. “Got it?”

She nods, leaning back on the mattress, bracing her hands on top of it. “Got it.”

“And whatever I ask you to do, do it,” I add.

“Okay.” Her eyes darken, as if she senses I’m going to ask her to do something equally pervy.

She’s a smart girl, my Ruby.

Slowly I take off my boxer briefs, my cock springing free and pointing straight at her. Her gaze zeroes in, her eyes practically crossing as she stares at it and I almost laugh. I mean, this is a little crazy, right?

But not really. I’m sure people do this sort of thing all the time. What’s the problem with me showing her what I like?

“Lick my hand, baby.” I extend it toward her, palm up. “Get it nice and wet for me.”

She grabs my wrist and drags her tongue across my palm, the excessive saliva coating my hand and then my perverted girl adds a little extra to it by spitting on it.

Holy. Shit.

I grab the base of my dick, curling my fingers around it and slowly slide my wet hand up, then down the shaft. She watches carefully, her gaze tracking my every move and I bend my knees a little, thrusting my hips. Trying to get my dick in her face.

When I increase my speed, she frowns, a little line forming between her brows. “Doesn’t that hurt?”

“No,” I bite out, hissing in a breath when I squeeze just below the head, precum filling the slit. “Feels fucking good.”

“You’re so rough with it.”

“I know what I like.” I squeeze harder. “And I’m not scared that it’s going to hurt.”

“Wow,” she whispers when my hand begins to move faster. “You’re so big and thick.”

“Goddamn, you are perfect for my ego,” I say between clenched teeth, taking a step closer to her. “Lick the tip, baby. Clean me up.”

She leans forward, her tongue sneaking out to lick at the precum, lapping it up with a few quick, teasing strokes. The lash of her hot tongue on my erect dick makes my skin tingle and I’m tempted to ask her to do it again.

But I don’t have to ask because she actually does it again, her gaze lifting to mine as she circles the flared head with her tongue. “I told you I wanted to do this.”

“You did.”

“Let me join you.”

“Okay,” I say weakly, unable to stop her when she takes over, my hand falling away from my dick and suddenly I’m filling her hot mouth with my cock. She inhales, her cheeks caving in as she sucks extra hard and I flex my hips, desperate to thrust. Ready to take over and fuck her mouth in earnest.

But I let her do her thing, breathing heavily as I watch her enjoy torturing my ass.

Well, torturing my dick more like.

She teases and plays with it. Sucks just the head like it’s her favorite candy. Traces the veins with her tongue, gripping the base of my shaft and squeezing, giving her all, but fuck. It’s not enough. My sweet little Red, trying so hard.

“Let me take over,” I demand and when I pull my dick from her mouth, I see the disappointment flash in her gaze. “Spread your legs.”

Ruby does as she’s told, parting her legs and bracing her feet on the floor. Swear to fucking God she looks a little damp between the thighs. Has she soaked through her shorts already? Damn. “Take off your shirt.”

The shirt is up and over her head and gone in seconds, revealing she’s not wearing a bra. Her nipples are hard and flushed a deep rose color and my palms literally ache to cradle them, but not yet.

Not yet.

“Take your hair down,” I murmur, reaching for her, cupping her cheek. My thumb drifts over her skin, marveling at how soft she is. How beautiful. Eager to please and willing to do anything.

She reaches up with both hands, mine still on her cheek, and yanks the tie out of her hair so that it falls around her shoulders in haphazard waves. I remove my hand from her cheek and gather her hair at the nape of her neck, holding her in place. “Open your mouth.”

The moment her lips part, I’m feeding her my cock. Inch after inch, I slide it in, crooning at her to relax. To open up more. To let me take it deep.

Until her mouth is stuffed full of me and her eyes are watering. She looks so pretty. So fucking sexy.

I start to fuck her mouth, pulling all the way out, the head resting on her lips before I slip back in. I do this over and over again, the visual getting to me quick. How easy she’s making this, the silky softness of her hair knotted around my fingers, the faint gagging noises she makes when I go extra deep, my cock bumping the back of her throat.

She doesn’t complain. Just takes it like a champ and fuck this girl.

This girl.

I pull out of her mouth, grabbing the base and tapping the head against her still parted lips. “I’m gonna come,” I warn her.

Ruby sits up straighter, her tits bouncing and I’m tempted to come on them again but nah.

“I want—to come on your face.”

Her eyes go wide for only a second and then she’s smiling, her tongue sneaking out for a lick. “Okay.”

“Or would I rather come down your throat and make you drink it down?” I ask myself. And her.

Her skin flushes with pleasure at my words.

“Suck it, baby.” She does as I tell her, her lips suctioning just the tip, her tongue teasing. My balls draw up and that familiar tingling sensation starts at the base of my spine, radiating throughout my body, settling in my dick.

Yeah. I’m fucking close.

I give myself firm, quick strokes, tapping the head against her lips and she tilts her head back like an offering.

Like a sacrifice.

That’s what finally does it. Her tits thrust out and those hard little nipples. My fingers tangled in her hair. Her pink tongue lapping at my dick. I’m coming, the semen dripping from my cock and all over her lips and chin, and fuck.

What a sight.