Page 106 of Once Upon a Fake Date

“Sit,”he commanded, grasping my hips and pulling me down until his tongue breached my entrance, running up my slit.

I let out a little gasp as his lips closed over my clit, sucking and applying the most delicious amount of pressure as his grip on me kept me pinned down against his body.

It didn’t take much till I was crying out, rocking my hips in time with the movements of his mouth as he alternated between thrusting his tongue, brushing his teeth over my clit, and sucking it into his mouth.

It was too much. It wasn’t enough.

“Parker,” I cried out as the orgasm burst through me. He licked me through it, lapping up my release, and when I came back to my senses, he pulled me back down against his chest.

He tucked my hair behind my ear. “Fuck, I’ll never get tired of that.”

“Me too,” I hummed, shimmying backward until his cock pressed against my ass, already hard. Bending down, I pressed my lips against his, tasting myself on his tongue. “I want you,” I begged. “I want to feel you.”

He nodded, and I climbed off of him to grab a condom from the box as he tugged his boxers off, finally freeing his length.

It was the first time I’d ever seen him completely naked, and it was glorious. All those muscles, his body toned from lacrosse and all the time he spent in the gym.

“Here,” I murmured, handing him the foil packet, finally drawing my eyes away from his body and up to his face.

Parker smirked, taking it from me and setting it on the bed between us. “Like what you see, sunshine?”

I blushed. “I?—”

He laughed, and it instantly made me feel better. It was a reminder that the man I was sharing this moment with was my best friend. My boyfriend now, but that solid foundation of friendship was the reason I was so comfortable around him.

“Come here, baby,” he said, patting the spot on the bed next to him as he sat up. I climbed over to him, sitting on my knees.

“Hi,” I whispered, my eyes focused on his cock. God, it was big, pre-cum already dripping from the head. I’d never really thought of one as beautiful before, but his was. I’d had him in my mouth before—multiple times—but something about this moment felt so different.

“Hi.” Parker reached out, tracing the details of my face before running his finger over my collarbone. “Put it on me?” He murmured, looking at the condom between us.

I nodded. The intimacy in this moment was enough to set my body on fire.

Reaching down, I wrapped my hand around his length, pumping it a few times before I bent down, running my tongue over the tip, lapping up the liquid there. He let out a guttural groan, and it was only then that I finally ripped open the packet, rolling it down his length.

I’d always used condoms with previous partners, even though I was on birth control, but I already wanted to know what it would feel like to have him bare inside of me.

I groaned as I climbed onto his lap, pressing a kiss to his lips before positioning his tip at my entrance. I sank down a few inches. It was an adjustment to take him in since he was so much bigger than me, but I already felt so full, even with barely more than the tip inside me.

Parker brushed his thumbs over my nipples, the fabric rough against my bare skin as he cupped me over his jersey. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

Rocking my hips against him again, I took him a little deeper, letting out a moan. “You’re so big.” I shut my eyes, trying to work him into my body.

“But look how well you’re taking me. And you’re going to take every inch, aren’t you, baby?”

I whimpered as I wiggled down another few inches. Parker’s eyes were focused on where I was taking him into my body, but he hadn’t moved yet. I suspected he was holding himself still, knowing that when he moved, it would be over.

But I was perfectly comfortable taking the lead.

“Audrey,” he groaned, resting his forehead against my shoulder. “You feel so good.”

His hips thrust up, an involuntary movement, and I gasped as he settled inside me, burying himself to the hilt. Fuck, I was so full. I’d never been with anyone this big before, and he felt incredible. Like I’d been made just for him.

The perfect fit.

Parker wrapped his arms around my back, holding me tight against his body, keeping his cock buried deep inside me.

“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He chanted, tangling his fingers in the jersey’s hem. “Give me a minute. I just need this to last.”

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