WICKED GAME

WICKED GAME

Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

Summary

Michael DiNozzo is a carefree, jovial young man with a lot of women friends. He is not a playboy by choice but his career, personality, looks and family background makes him absolutely irresistible. He doesn't get attached, he doesn't want the hassle of becoming attached, and so, sometimes his actions can be quite brutal. But when he finds himself falling head-over-heels for a stranger, she later becomes his primary focus, almost obsessing over. The tables are turned; he who was once the master of his own game is now the one getting played... and he just can't say no! Michael soon learns in the worst way that what goes around definitely comes around ten times fold! MAY THE BEST PLAYER WIN Book I of The Wicked Game Saga Note to reader: There will be sequels and they will follow the main characters of the present story. At the end of each book, it's you the reader who chooses whose life story you want to follow. So for example, when you 're done with this book, you will have the option to follow either one of the main characters. They follow different paths. Choose whose life you want to follow up on, or read both books at the same time. It's really up to you. Happy reading and all comments are welcome. Wicked Game Saga in order: Book 1 - Wicked Game Book 2A - Fine Line Book 2B - What Goes Around Book 3 - I Want My Boyfriend Best Friend Who Happens to be My Best Friend's Boyfriend. Is that Wrong? Book 4 - No Strings Attached (prequel - Michael and Anna's Story) Book 5 - In My Daughter's Interest Book 6 - Unforgivable

Summary

Michael DiNozzo is a carefree, jovial young man with a lot of women friends. He is not a playboy by choice but his career, personality, looks and family background makes him absolutely irresistible. He doesn't get attached, he doesn't want the hassle of becoming attached, and so, sometimes his actions can be quite brutal.

But when he finds himself falling head-over-heels for a stranger, she later becomes his primary focus, almost obsessing over. The tables are turned; he who was once the master of his own game is now the one getting played... and he just can't say no! Michael soon learns in the worst way that what goes around definitely comes around ten times fold!
MAY THE BEST PLAYER WIN

Book I of The Wicked Game Saga

Note to reader: There will be sequels and they will follow the main characters of the present story. At the end of each book, it's you the reader who chooses whose life story you want to follow. So for example, when you 're done with this book, you will have the option to follow either one of the main characters. They follow different paths. Choose whose life you want to follow up on, or read both books at the same time. It's really up to you.

Happy reading and all comments are welcome.
Wicked Game Saga in order:
Book 1 - Wicked Game
Book 2A - Fine Line
Book 2B - What Goes Around
Book 3 - I Want My Boyfriend Best Friend Who Happens to be My Best Friend's Boyfriend. Is that Wrong?
Book 4 - No Strings Attached (prequel - Michael and Anna's Story)
Book 5 - In My Daughter's Interest
Book 6 - Unforgivable

Chapter19 (v.1) - Mind Games

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 17, 2017

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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Michael was nude in his shower; he was standing there with his eyes closed as the warm water from the rain shower head poured over him from his face down to his toes..

“No amount of water can wash away all the troubled thoughts that is on mind.”

DiNozzo turned around, startled.  He was definitely taken off guard.  He passed his left palm over the steamed glass and saw Sasha standing there.  He looked back at her.  Her hair was down.  She wore a white linen mini halter dress.

Michael looked slightly startled. “How did you get in?”

Sasha looked back at him. “You’re playing a very very dangerous game here, Michael.  You can hurt your career if you continue this.  You do know that – don’t you?  My father will cripple you in ways you can’t imagine.”

“He can’t lay a finger on me.”

“He doesn’t have to.  Father never gets his hands dirty.”

The shower glass picked up steam once again, but he did not wipe it off.  He continued. “Why are you here?”

“I thought it would be obvious by now.”

DiNozzo grew slightly irritated.  He turned away. “You should leave.” At that, he rested his palms on the tiled wall and relaxed by the feel of the water hitting his neck and shoulders.

It was all silent when he suddenly felt her hands on his sides, slowly enclosing his torso.  He felt her firm breasts pressed against his bare back.  Her fingers glided up his chest, then down again to his belly button.  Yet, he never budged.

“Sasha,”

The woman laid her head on his back. “You’re going to need more than that to ease that tension.  It’s more than obvious by now, DiNozzo that we need one another.”  Michael did not respond.  He could not respond to such a statement. Sasha slipped under his right arm and faced him; her long dark hair was dripping wet and had gotten a little wavy from the dampness; he could see right through her dress.  She had nothing else on.  Michael couldn’t help but to look.  She felt his chest, her lips were inches away from his.  “I come here on hands and knees begging for you to have me.”

“Sasha, you have to go, I have a lot on my mind right now.”

She quickly laid her finger on his lips and slipped it down to his chin, then neck. “I give up, Michael.  I’ve let down all barriers.”  She kissed his chest. “This is me begging.” She kissed his neck. “This is me begging for you to have me and only me.  You’re all I want.  I can’t bear the thought of you with anyone else.”

Michael searched her eyes. “What are you saying?”

Sasha lightly kissed him but he did not accept. “I want us to finish what we started,” She explained, “I want you and I know that you want me.”  She kissed him again.  He did not react. “Tell me you want me, not just for tonight…not just for tomorrow…. I know you want this, you’ve always wanted this.  Just say yes,”

Her lips and warm tongue touched his neck.  Michael closed his eyes by the feel of it. “Do you enjoy doing this to me?”

“Just say yes,” she murmured.  His right hand slipped down his torso, down his navel until it reached its destination.

His hands still laid on the tiled walls.  He moaned lightly by the feel of her holding him.  She came even closer and kissed him once more.  His eyes stayed opened while she softly caressed his lips.  He did not return her kisses.

Sasha slowly parted.  “Are you playing hard to get with me?  I will stay here all night if I have to. I-”

DiNozzo suddenly held her by the shoulders and pushed her gently onto the glass wall.  The wet attire stuck on her skin, exposing her nipples, her belly button, her pelvis.  He looked at her in the eyes. “You’re a very very wicked woman.  You come here and you tell me that you surrender?  That your wicked game is now over?  And you expect me to believe you?”

She looked back at him in the eyes. “Yes,”

Michael watched her. “Well I don’t,”

There was silence between them for three seconds.  Michael unexpectedly rushed himself onto her, his lips greedily gnashing against hers.  His body pressed hard against hers; she was sandwiched between him and the wet warm wall.  He effortlessly untied the halter and it fell to their feet.  Michael wasted no time at all.  With she plastered on the tiles, he grabbed at her thighs, glided her up the wall and dug himself deep within her and in return, she cried out and gasped in delight.

DiNozzo suddenly and frightenly opened his eyes.  He awoke from sleep by the ring of his cell. He was dreaming. He slowly turned onto his back and washed his face with both hands before answering. He picked it up.  The display showed Alex calling.

“Hello,”

“Hi,” Alex greeted. “What’s the matter? You sound tired.  Did I wake you?”

“It’s okay.” He said then cleared his throat. “I’m glad you did,”

“Why?  Were you having a nightmare?”

“You could say that.”

Alex walked into her office and closed the door behind her.  “I called to tell you…. I won’t be able to make it for dinner tonight.”

“What?  Are you serious?”

“I’m sorry.”

Still laying, he answered, “I understand. You gotta work,”

Alex sat on the desk corner. “It’s not that.  I just want to be alone for a while.”

Michael slowly sat up.  There was silence between them for a couple of seconds. “I thought we settled this.”

“It’s not you; I just need some time to myself.”

“I have flights back to back for days.  I won’t be home until next week.  I want to spend tonight with you.”

Alex passed her hand on her forehead and through her hair.  “Michael, try to understand; I really need this time.  Maybe the space will do us some good; be worthwhile you know.”

He was lost for words. “I don’t have much of a choice – do I?”

“I need to make some time for myself.  I need to think clear.  These trips you’re taking; it’s the perfect opportunity to do so.” She confessed.  She sat there awaiting a response, but receive none. “Michael, do you understand?”

“I’ll just have to respect that.  Can I call you?  Is that allowed?”

Alex smiled a bit. “Yes, you can call.”

“Okay,”

“I have to go now.” She said.

“Yeah, bye,”

At that she hung up in his ear.


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