Page 57 of The Step Dare

“Deal. What about our friends? The guys from the frat, I mean.”

I shrug. “I don’t care if they know.”

“Me neither. I don’t want to have to be careful aroundeveryone. There’s nothing wrong with us exploring this.”

I grin. “We’re nailing this exclusive, best-friends-who-have-sex-with-each-other thing.”

“You forgot the stepbrothers part.”

“Where should I add it?”

“Exclusive best friends and future stepbrothers who have sex?”

I shrug. “Works for me.”

Taylor slips his hand down between our bodies, between my legs. “How’s your hole?”

“Took a pounding.”

He frowns. “Are you sore?”

“A little bit. Totally worth it, though. You’re pretty fucking good at dicking me down.”

“You’re pretty fucking good at taking my cock.” He ruts against me, and my dick starts to swell. “You’re getting hard again.”

“How can I not when a sexy, naked guy is on top of me? Don’t pretend you’re not getting hard too.”

“Thank God for quick refractory periods.” Taylor smirks.

“The joys of being young. Are we done with all the miserable talking now?”

Taylor laughs, leaning down and kissing me. It’s a little awkward but also makes my heart beat faster.

“Since I went wild on your hole already…and I made you talk…how about I blow you?”

My cock throbs beneath him, my skin prickling with excitement. “I’m not going to argue with getting a shot at your mouth.” I brush my thumb along his bottom lip, and Taylor playfully bites it, making me chuckle. I love that things are always so fun between us. Love that he’s playful with me on levels he isn’t with anyone else.

He lets my finger go, and I run my hand through his hair while he kisses his way down my body, enjoying my pecs before continuing south. “I really liked blowing you.” He’s only done it once, that night with Dax. “I really wanted to swallow your load.”

“I wanted that too.”

He rubs his cheek against my happy trail. He’s got to be getting my scent, my dried cum from earlier, all over his skin. He twirls his tongue around the head of my cock, making lightning lick up my spine.

“Fuck…Tay…suck me.”

He slides lower, looks up at me with hooded eyes and a smirk. “I’m getting there. Be patient.”

“You know I suck at patience.”

“Well, I guess we’ll have to teach you how.” He presses his tongue against the base of my dick, then slowly licks up to the tip.

I don’t know what it is about this moment, but my body jolts upward, arching toward him and making Taylor pull back. “Asshole.”

“That’s not very nice to call someone who is about to suck your dick.”

“You’re awfully cocky when you’re in bed with me.”

He quirks a brow. “Don’t pretend you don’t like it.”

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