Page 84 of Once Upon a Fake Date

My eyes narrowed on the bulge in his pants.

Parker was hard. Forme. From going down on me. And Ireallywanted to return the favor this time. Wanted to touch him. Taste him. To make him come the way he had for me.

Sliding off the bed, I kneeled in front of him.

“Audrey,” Parker groaned. “You don’t have to?—”

“I know,” I murmured, unzipping his pants. “I want to.”

I’d never particularlyenjoyedgiving blowjobs before. Maybe because with Duke, it felt more transactional. Honestly, sex with him was never great. Looking back, I questioned why I even stayed with him for so long. Why I let him make me feel so small.

Parker didn’t do that, though. He made me feel like I was cherished. Valued. Appreciated.Loved.

Outside of this room, our relationship was all fake. I knew it was. And yet, I couldn’t help but wish for more. That he’d love me. That this was real.

That at the end of the day, he’d pull me into his arms and we’d dance in the cotton candy clouds until the end credits rolled. But this isn’t a fairytale.

Still, I wanted him to know how special he was. Wanted him to be cared for.

Pushing his pants and boxers down his hips in one movement, I freed his length fully. God, he was big. And the tip was glistening, a drop of pre-cum oozing out. I traced a pink nail over his cock, and Parker shivered from the motion.

“Fuck, Rosie,” he groaned. “What are you doing to me?”

Darting out my tongue, I swiped it over the head before moving my attention down the length, coating him in my saliva. I looked up at him through my eyelashes, blinking as I took the head into my mouth, running my tongue around the rim.

Wrapping my hand around his shaft, I slowly pumped him as I sucked lightly, my cheeks hollowing out.

“Harder,” he gritted out like he was trying to hold himself back.

His hand wrapped around mine as he squeezed tighter, both of us working him in tandem.

With my free hand, I ran my fingers through my folds, gathering up the wetness and rubbing it over my clit, moaning as I took him in deeper.

“Audrey.” He cursed. “Fuck.” Parker’s free hand wrapped around my ponytail, tugging it back, forcing my eyes to meet his. “That feels so good. There’s no way I’m going to last.”

I pulled off of him. “It’s okay,” I said, my voice hardly more than a rasp. “I want to make you feel good. You can come if you want.” I fluttered my eyelashes. “Let me taste you, too.”

He groaned as I sealed my mouth over him once again, flattening my tongue and breathing through my nose as I took inch after inch of his thick, hard cock.

“You’re fucking incredible,” Parker encouraged as I gagged a little, unable to take him too much deeper. Still, he took over, wrapping my ponytail around his hand as his hips started to thrust.

And I let him. Because fuck, being on my knees in front of him, watching him throw his head back in pleasure as he used my throat… I’d never felt more sexy. More desired.

Like he was losing his mind with need as much as I was.

But he was also careful not to go too deep, like he knew there was only so much I could take. Because as much as I wanted to deep throat him, there was no way I could. But Parker didn’t seem to mind.

“I’m gonna come,” he grunted, his cock swelling in my mouth. He pulled out to the tip, but I kept my lips closed around him as he spilled in my mouth, rope after rope of his cum settling onto my tongue. And the face he made as he lost it, his eyes closed in pleasure… a shiver ran down my spine.

I ran my tongue over my lip as I swallowed, making sure I got every drop.

And then Parker pulled me to my feet before kissing me, not caring that he’d just come in my mouth. That I tasted like him.

“That was—wow.” He laughed. “You okay?” He wiped his thumb under my eyes, gathering up the moisture I hadn’t even realized was pooled there.

“More than okay,” I nodded, smiling at him. “That was fun.”

He chuckled, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “Want to stay tonight? We don’t have to do anything else, but?—”

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