Page 94 of Truth or Dare

“How’s my girl?” He asked against my clit.

“I’m good, Master,” I answered sleepily.

“Yeah?”

“So good,” I moaned, fisting the sheets.

“Do you wanna come, my baby?”

“Yes, Master. I wanna make you come, too.”

“Oh, you will.” He climbed up me and got his cock in my mouth, straddling my face.

“Can I touch myself, Master?” I asked a moment later, squeezing his tip and then planting a kiss on it.

“No.” he answered, “Stay still and suck. Be a good girl and I’ll let you come after.” He held my wrists in his hands above my head, hovering over my face.

“Okay.” I sucked him good and it didn’t take long for him to come down my throat, the sexy moan he let out as he came lighting my body on fire.

He climbed back down below and leaned his head on his palm, which was supported by his elbow dug into the bed. His fingers leisurely circled my nipple and then worked their way down to between my legs. He gave me a sexy grin.

“Saw you in my bed and I couldn’t wait for mine, but we’re gonna take our time with yours tonight, Angel, let the burn build.”

“Okay,” I breathed.

He leaned down, kissed my navel, and then trailed kisses up to my throat with his hand against my pussy but he barely moved it. I wanted to squirm.

He passionately kissed my shoulder, my throat, my earlobe, and I was covered in goosebumps.

“Can I jerk you off, Dare?”

“Yeah,” he whispered, so I quickly reached for him. He was only semi-hard, but it took seconds for that to change.

One and then two fingers entered me and he crooked those fingers and kept crooking them softly against my g-spot. I let out a long moan. He then got his other hand under my bottom and then I felt his middle finger exert just a little bit of pressure against my back entrance.

“Oh!” I was melting.

“You like that?” he asked.

“Mm hmm. I do. I do. Ah!” I spread my legs wider and squeezed his cock harder.

“Put your hands above your head, Angel,” he told me.

“But then I can’t touch you. Can I suck you again?” I was squirming.

“No. Stay still. You’re breaking my focus.” He pushed a finger just inside me, to stretch me in the back, and continued hitting my g-spot in the front and then added his thumb and hit my clit.

Oh! I thought I was going to explode. My body started to tremble. Then he added suction on a nipple and I started to hit it.

“What’s your name?” He slowed. I’d been almost there. I moaned in protest.

“Tell me!” he demanded.

I gasped, “Angel.”

“Fuck!” he shouted and broke contact completely.

I jolted in surprise.

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