War for Love: A New Battle Rages

CH 7: The Game

**Jeremiah's POV**

I usually don't like to be challenged, but with Gia, I found it exciting. I pushed her back onto the bed, and pinned both of her wrists above her head. My body hovered over hers, not allowing her any room to escape me. I leaned down, and whispered softly in her ear, my lips grazing the skin of her neck. "Let's see how long you last until you tell me to stop or beg me to tear your clothes off." Gia squirmed underneath me, her breasts rubbing against my chest and her pelvis teasing mine. I tightened my hold on her wrist, warning her. "Don't move, or I'll have to start all over again."

My lips softly kissed the curve of her neck, down to her collarbone. I nipped slightly at her left shoulder, and she tugged at my hold. I stopped, and looked down at her, shaking my head in disapproval. I kept my word, and started back at her neck. "Noooo," she whined. I tried to hide my amusement, but I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. "Let me go, and I bet I can take that smile right off your face."

"Maybe next time." I kissed her, parting her lips and taking the chance to taste her fully. "This is my game." I rubbed the tip of my nose across her throat, feeling her swallow hard. "You smell so good." I was happy with the delicious moan that filled my ears. f**k, my c**k grew harder, imagining myself sliding in and out of her mouth. "I love the way you sound, but I wonder-" I nibbled on her ear lobe, causing her to giggle shyly. "I wonder if my favorite will be how you taste on my tongue, or the way you feel when I'm inside of you."

Her smile disappeared, and I watched her eyes grow wide with anticipation. It was easy working her up with just my words, and I realized just how much I enjoyed being the only man to do this with her. She is mine in every definition of the word and more. I don't think I have ever felt this possessive of something, let alone someone. It's intoxicating. I want to drive her just as mad as she is making me. Her pelvis grinding against mine, teasing and begging me. Those sweet sounds leaving her lips, causing me to want to drag out more and more from her. I can play this game all night. I'm in no rush to claim her body, I already know she is mine.

"Please-" she begged me. Gia is losing the game, and I don't think she even cared. She was wild with need, and I felt more than inclined to oblige.

I leaned back, feeling my eyes darken with so much of this primal hunger for her as I looked over her body, wanting to ravish her like a starved animal. "Please what?"

Gia hesitated, at a loss for words. I know she wanted me, needed me. I needed to be inside of her more than anything, but I wasn't going to rush. This is about her satisfaction only. Her first s****l experience was with me, and I was going to make damn sure it was more than she could have ever imagined. I'm going to claim every inch of her body as mine. Her skin will only know my fingertips, will only know my lips and tongue. Gia was always meant to belong to me, and I couldn't wait to show her exactly what that means.

"What do you want, baby?" I pushed my pelvis against her, grinding. Making those sweet sounds fill the room. "Do you want me to stop?" I teased.

"NO!" She sounded so desperate. "Please don't stop."

"Or do you want me to make you c*m? I bet I can do it without taking your clothes off." She was so easy to stimulate, her body easy to read what she liked. "Is that what you want?" I bit her neck a little harder this time when she didn't answer me. "Do you want me to make you c*m? Or can I watch you make yourself c*m?"

I leaned back and watched her cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink. She is innocent in every f*****g way possible. "I don't know- I've never-"

"Baby," I groaned, my need for her growing impossibly harder for me to control. "You've never touched yourself?"

"Once, but I didn't really know what I was doing, so it just felt kind of weird to me."

"I want to do so many things to you, baby." I rubbed my erection against her, watching her eyes cloud over in pleasure, her teeth clamping on her bottom lip. I sat up, pulling her hips on top of me, and then rubbed my hands up and down her body. Grabbing and squeezing her waist, thighs, hips. "I've never slowed down before, but knowing I will be your first for everything, I want to take my time and burn your every reaction to my memory. I want to fall into your every moan, drag out your pleasure for as long as possible. I want you to always think of the way my hands feel on your body, so you always remember who you belong to."

Her chest rose and fell with every shallow breath, I saw her eyes darken with need. She wanted it, but I could still feel her hesitation when she tensed when I touched somewhere new. Gia was understandably scared. I would never do anything she wasn't ready for, and honestly, I was going to enjoy taking everything torturingly slow. The images that flashed in my mind of all the possibilities. Tasting her, teasing, touching, sucking her breasts, biting her hips and inner thighs. I've never been a foot guy, but I wanted to suck her toes, and nibble on each little pad.

"Do you want me to stop?" I rubbed up her thighs and squeezed, my thumbs almost touching her p***y, which I am sure is dripping right now. "I don't want to push you too far, but I don't want to take my hands off of you either."

"I want you to make me feel good." Gia swirled her hips on mine. f**k, she was really testing my restraint.

I lowered my gaze and my voice. "Beg me." When she didn't say anything for a few moments, I pulled my hand away, and she groaned in annoyance. "Beg me." I repeated, a little harsher, demanding, but Gia still defied me. "Are you sure you want to test my patience this soon?"

"Please." The word fell off her lips quickly. "Please, I am begging you to touch me more."

"Tell me exactly what you want me to do." I've never waited for a woman to tell me what she wanted or needed. I just started touching and f*****g. But this route was so much hotter. Not only to hear her sweet voice speak out her desires, but to be the one to give them to her.

My hands moved as she spoke. Gia liked it when I squeezed her body. She swirled her pelvis onto me as I touched her, and I moved my hips in rhythm. Is this what dry f*****g is? It is a little frustrating because I so badly want to be inside of her, but the anticipation it builds is f*****g erotic as hell. Sitting up on my legs was proving difficult, so I adjusted our bodies so that she was resting her head on the pillows, and I had more room and balance on the bed.

"Put your hands on the headboard above you." Without hesitation this time, she reached behind her head and grabbed onto the bar. "That's very good, baby. I like it when you do what you're told."

I blanketed my body with hers, my arms on top of hers, holding her wrists so she couldn't move. Moving my hips, I grinded my erection into her p***y and her moan was like music to my ears. I kissed her deep, my tongue finding its way into her mouth, and she welcomed it like a sweet treat. I bit her bottom lip and held onto it for a moment, before taking my time on her neck.

"Ahhh, fuck." Gia moved her head to the side to give me better access. I don't know how long I can take this, but I am definitely not stopping until she tells me to. "Mmmm, f**k baby that feels so good." Did she just call me baby? Did I get more turned on by it? "I'm close," she moaned breathless.

Gia let go of the bar of the headboard and intertwined our fingers together and squeezed my hands tighter and tighter. I went back to kissing her slow and deep, moving my hips faster and faster until I felt her body tense and then melt into the bed.