Okay. Try number two. Thank you to the guest who pointed out the formatting error. I don't even know how that happened.
Hey guys this is a new story I'm working on. It's 100% Reamy so I hope you like it! This is my first time writing any type of smut so please review I would love any type of feedback.
****Those of you who read my other story "Fate" I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while but I promise I am 100% committed to the story and did not abandon it. Im working on a few different chapters and hopefully I should have one up within the week.
I've been planning something for Reagan all day and I can't wait any longer to share it with her. So when I see her walk through the door I know it's game on.
"I want to play a game."
"What no hello?"
"No. I want to play a game."
"Aren't we a little old to be playing games?"
"Fine. If you don't want to play, I'll play by myself."
I give Reagan one last chance to change her mind before getting up and walking to the bedroom. I peek out the door and see Reagan looking back at me with a confused look on her face.
"Last chance."
I know Reagan is curious to what I'm doing behind the door so I know I only have a few minutes to put the finishing touches on everything.
"Okay Amy I really don't have time to mess around."
I turn around and face her as she walks through the doorway.
"Oh. Okay. I guess that means I can return what I'm wearing?"
I took the liberty to do a little lingerie shopping while Reagan was working and judging by her face right now I choose correctly. Her jaw drops when she sees and she slowly makes her way towards me.
"You have my attention."
When she gets closer she begins to reach out to touch me. To grab me. But I push her hands away before they can brush against my skin.
"Not so fast. This game has rules. You don't want to be punished do you?"
"It depends on what the punishment is."
"First rule. No touching. You touch, we stop. Now sit."
I have her sit in a chair placed in the middle of the room. She cautiously sits in the chair as I reach out and grab her shoulders and walk behind her.
"I thought you said no touching."
"I said you couldn't touch. I never said anything about me."
"So what are the other rules?"
"You'll find out as the game goes on."
"And what exactly is this game?"
"Consider it a walk down memory lane. If you win I'll give you what you've wanted since you've walked through that door."
"And if you win?"
"If I win we have to have that talk you keep avoiding."
"So if I win, we don't have the talk then."
"For now."
"So how do you determine who wins?"
"If you break the rules three times I win. If you make it through you win."
"But that's not fair if you're telling me the rules as we go."
I lean in and whisper in her ear.
"I never said it would be fair."
My hands move from their resting position on her shoulders to the back of her neck as I bring myself in front of her.
"And if you want to be fair we need to take off some of your clothes. It's not fair if you get to see me like this while you're still buttoned up in your work clothes now is it?"
"What if I don't want to take them off?"
"I never said you were the one that was taking off the clothes."
I take advantage of the fact Reagan is caught of guard with my response and I move myself to her lap. Her hands quickly move to my thighs and grip tightly securing me there. I gently slide my hands from her neck down her torso making sure they graze every inch of her before I make my way to my thighs and grab her hands moving them to the arm rests of the chair.
."I said no touching. Consider this your first and only warning."
My mouth quickly finds hers as my hands slowly make their way back up to Reagan's collar and I begin unbuttoning her shirt never breaking my lips away from hers. I feel Reagan pull away as I reach the last button of her shirt.
"So how is this a walk down memory lane? I mean I'm not complaining or anything. I'm just a little confused to how this is going to..."
I finally manage to get Reagan's shirt off through her rambling. So she's just sitting in the chair with only a bra and her pants on.
"Reagan. Shut up."
And like that my lips find hers again. I need to get Reagan as close to the edge as I can before starting the real game. I want her to be pent up, wanting more but not being able to get it. That's the only way I'm going to win this. So as my tongue enters her mouth and a moan escapes her lips I know I have her and pull away getting off her lap in the process.
"So do you remember our first time and how you wanted to make it perfect and special for me because I've never been with a girl?"
"Yeah."
"Well then you would recall that I'm a fast learner right?"
"Yes."
I make my way behind her taking one hand on each of her shoulders. I begin to slide my hands down her chest as I lean down to whisper in her ear. I can feel the warmth of her skin under my fingers and I know my plan is working.
"Well consider this a review of everything you taught me."
Before she could even respond I began nibbling her ear as my hands unclasped the hook in the front of her bra. Once unclasping the only thing keeping me away from her breasts my hands made quick work of removing the material from her shoulders and tossing it across the room. I take great pride in the fact I can make Reagan cum just by paying special attention to her breasts and right now as I knead her breasts and my fingers graze her erect nipples I know it's going to be no different. She's right where I want her. I continue to knead her breasts as I make my way to her lap. My teeth and lips leave her ear only to find a home where my hands are so comfortably positioned. This is when the fun really begins. The point in time the teasing takes center stage. Little does Reagan know this opening act is going to last a very long time and the main event won't begin till much later in the evening. Well that is if she can make it that long. And judging by her heavy breathing and the moans escaping her lips right now I know I'm going to win.
I have a few other chapters in mind for this story so if you guys like it and want me to continue please let me know!
