Good Game (The System, #1) (78)

The room is bathed in a deep red glow from the LED lights he has set up plus the giant neon red sign of his gamertag on the wall. Aleks is still fully immersed in the game. I can’t hear what is going on save for the fast clicking of the keyboard and tapping of the mouse.

“Someone better come into combat here before I get fucking destroyed,” he growls into his headset.

I get down on all fours, crawling my way slowly to his setup. I get behind his chair and sneak one of my hands forward slowly.

“Oh! What’s up! Nice, Hunter. Alright, let’s—” He swears when I brush my hand over his thigh.

Aleks looks down at my hand and then flicks his head to me. His eyes are bewildered until he registers me kneeling there and smiles, lust dilating his pupils when he clocks my outfit.

“Fuck, shit, yeah, I’m behind you.” He whips back around, fingers gliding along the keyboard. “No, it was nothing.”

I stand up and pepper his neck with soft, small kisses, all the while tracing my nails along his inner thigh. I let my finger brush over his cock, and he curses again. He is only streaming his voice today, so he’s just wearing a pair of red sweatpants, no shirt, no gloves. I stand behind him and scratch my nails along his bare chest. I lick my finger and slide it over his pierced nipple. He sucks in a breath, shifting in his seat. My stomach fizzes as the edges of arousal begin licking at me. Toying with Aleks while watching him play is making me wet already.

“Shit,” he mutters before barking orders into the mic. “Hey, don’t engage. They’re in a choke point.” My eyes flick to the screen, and I watch as one of his teammates goes down in front of him before Aleks takes out one of his enemies.

His black desk is L-shaped with a heightened shelf on one side where his three monitors sit, streaming mic hanging to the right. His glowing custom PC sits underneath, to the right of his feet. I move his closed laptop and perch my ass on the left side of the desk, lifting one of my legs up so my pussy is on display.

I’m so glad I went with the crotchless set.

Aleks flicks his eyes to me and stills. I give him a sweet smile, squeezing my breasts before running two fingers over myself, gathering the glistening wetness that has pooled. Damn, it feels good. His chest rises with an intake of breath as he grows hungry, eyes darkening. It feeds the beast within me, Horny Stevie waking up and getting ready to play.

Aleks’ jaw clicks and eyes narrow as he flips back to the game.

“Who is holding mid?” he calls into his headset. “Nice, nice, nice. I got them down over here, two remaining.” His commanding voice washes over my skin, warming me.

I slip my fingers inside myself with a groan. Fuck, I didn’t realize I was this sensitive already. It’s like my body is trained to react instantly to Blade. It knows him and begins winding itself up without me even having to try. He truly owns this pussy.

I shift my hips and curl my fingers until I find the spot I know gets me going. I drop my head back against the wall, losing myself to the feeling and drinking in his voice.

“Fuck, that looks good.”

I crack open my eyes and catch Aleks staring at me.

The beast inside roars at the attraction. It spurs on my movements. I move faster, thighs locking up at the building sensation. I keep my eyes on Aleks the entire time even though I want to squeeze them shut. The pressure waves, and I bring my other hand down to rub my clit. My body jolts at the added sensation. A soft cry escapes my lips as my raised leg slips off the desk, my orgasm tumbling with it. The endorphins rush through me, and I let them blanket my body.

Aleks swears and whips back to the game, frantically smashing the keyboard. His mouse twitches with his fast movements.

“Oh, I’m dead. Wait, no. Yeah. No, I’m dead.” Aleks swears again. “Shit, it’s on you, Hunter.”

He mutes his headset and mic then grips my hand, bringing my fingers to his mouth and sucking on them with a groan. It sends a zing to my clenching pussy, riling it up.

“We have two rounds left,” he growls. “That gives you less than five minutes to make me come or else I’m going to punish you for making me die. I almost aced that round.”

“Sounds like you need to get better at multitasking.” I bat my eyelashes at him.

Honestly, I kind of want the punishment, but I also want to get him off.

The dilemmas of sex.

“Don’t be a brat.”

I stick my tongue out at him, and he gives my pussy a slap. A strangled gasp tears from me as my sensitive heat spasms.

“Now, get on your knees and show me how well you can suck this cock.” He drops his sweatpants around his thighs, thick cock bobbing free.

I slide off the desk and crawl underneath. Aleks tracks my movement as I position myself in between his legs and look up at him. I get a flashback to the first time we met, when we were at the VSAs, except this time there is way more space under the desk and I can see his tortured expressions as he tries to remain calm. I smirk to myself; this is going to be fun.

He sits back down and unmutes his mic and headset. “Alright, let’s push out A-side this round.”

I lick my tongue up the underside of his shaft, closing my lips over the top of his head, tasting the salty precum. I lap it up like milk, savoring it.

“My bad.” Aleks calls out, his hips raising up and back down.

I close my hand around the top of his head, giving it a small squeeze as I bring it down his length and back up again. My hand moves easily with the mixture of my saliva and his saltiness. I add my mouth back in, sucking his smooth tip like he is a lollipop and I have a sugar addiction.